I stood quietly watching my kids sleep. It has been nine months since their father left us.
I walked in the room and Edward was gathering his stuff up.
"What are you doing?" I asked, confused.
"I'm leaving," he said emotionlessly without looking at me. I was speechless.
"W-what? Why?" I stuttered.
"I can't do this anymore. We fight all the time and have no time to ourselves. I just can't take the stress." He said, still not looking at me. His eyes were fixed on the floor.
I knew we had been fighting all the time, but I thought that was normal for first time parents.
"Edward, I love you. Please don't leave us. I won't fight with you anymore, just don't leave." I grabbed his arm, but it jerked it away from me. I held back the tears that threatened to come.
"I can't do this anymore. I love you and I love them but I'm only 16. I'm supposed to be out partying and having fun, not feeding babies and changing diapers. I'm just not ready for that. I thought I was but I'm not." he chose then to look at me. By now I was furious and he knew it because he looked away.
"You can't handle the stress, Edward, YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT!! WHAT ABOUT ME, HUH? DID YOU EVER THINK ABOUT THAT? I'M 15 FREAKING YEARS OLD WITH 6 MONTH OLD TWINS. HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL? DO YOU THINK I DON'T WANT TO BE OUT THERE, ENJOYING LIFE, WITH OUR FRIENDS, HUH? WELL YOUR WRONG, I DO. WE HAVE TWO BEAUTIFUL, HEALTHY BABIES IN THE OTHER ROOM AND ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS YOURSELF. WHAT ABOUT THEM, HUH, EDWARD? WHAT ABOUT THEM? THEY NEED THEIR FATHER JUST AS MUCH AS THEY NEED THEIR MOTHER. YOU'RE JUST GOING TO WALK OUT ON THEM LIKE THEY MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?" I screamed. He winced, but not for long. He was getting angry.
"YOU DON'T THINK I'M DOING THIS BECAUSE OF THEM? I'M NOT FIT RIGHT NOW TO BE A GOOD FATHER TO THEM. I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN A GOOD BOYFRIEND TO YOU SINCE THEY'VE BEEN BORN. DON'T YOU DARE STAND THERE AND TELL ME THAT I DON'T CARE ABOUT OUR KIDS BECAUSE I DO." he yelled back.
"Oh, Edward, that is a pretty poor excuse on why you're leaving us. I mean really, your leaving for them? That doesn't even make any sense. So go ahead, think up another one because I'm not buying it." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Gah, why do you have to be like this?" He just rolled his eyes and that just made me even more mad.
"You want to know why I'm being like this. Well, let's see Edward. I just found out that my boyfriend of two years is leaving not only me, but our two six month olds. He 'claims' he's doing it for them, but I highly doubt that. You see, they need you just as much as they need me. Nobody said we would be perfect parents because as of right now we are messing up big time. That's the point of learning together. We are going to mess up but it will be okay." I just sighed and sat in a chair.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore." He was yanking on his hair.
"You want to know what I think." He just stood there staring. I stood up and looked him right in the eyes.
"I guess not, but too bad. I think you're just scared. You're scared that your going to end up just like your father. A cold heartless bastard who only cares about himself and money. Well, newsflash for Edward. Your leaving is just like him, a cold heartless bastard."
He just stared at me and his jaw tensed. He still said nothing. I could see the hurt in his eyes. I grabbed his hand, he didn't move it away.
"I know you're scared, I'm scared too. Probably more so, but I know together we will get through this. It's going to be rough, but it will work out. You just have to put more faith in us. I can't do this without you, but I will if I have too. I'd rather not, but I will. But I will tell you this one time. You walk out those doors, don't even bother coming back. And I'm not kidding. I love you, but I will not have my kids suffer because you want to be selfish. So decide." I just stood there and waited. After a few minutes, he walked over by the bed and grabbed his bag. I was floored. I actually thought he would stay. He walked over to me to give me a kiss, but I just turned my cheek.
"Just go!" As I said that a tear rolled down my cheek. As he walked to the door, he stopped.
"Kiss our kids for me and tell them that I'm sorry and I love them."
He waited for me to respond, but when he knew I wasn't going to, he left. After I heard his car leave, my knees gave out and I fell to the floor. I cried for hours, it seemed like. My mom came home and I just told her that I would tell her later. I asked her to watch the kids for me for the rest of the night. I laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep.
End of Flashback
That was the last time I saw or heard from Edward.
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