Ok. This is my first published fanfic. Be nice to me. Especially as this is possibly my worst starting chapter ever. And it is really short. However, it should have a relatively good story following on from it, so it may be worth it. Please review and tell me what went right and what went wrong. And heck, I don't own twilight.

EPOV

I stared up at the ceiling. The bobbles in the paintwork were interesting. If you looked closely you could see all kinds of shapes in them. At the moment I was seeing Gandalf. And then to his right I saw rainbows. I had been doing this for about an hour now. I was totally spaced.

I was dragged back to earth by shuffling and soft groaning from next to me. Tanya rolled over to face me.

"Morning baby"

She was smiling. I however remained expressionless.

I reached between her legs. She moaned.

"I'm sorry, but you can't do this today. "

I turned my head to the right and looked at her.

"You need to pick Nessie up from Bella's"

Gosh. I had forgotten. I love my daughter with all my heart. I had just forgotten the day of the week.

Tanya had actually managed to keep her smile there. I was pretty sure she had some affection for my daughter. And despite appearances I have a lot of affection for Tanya. She was beautiful, and smart, and very in tune with me. But she's not Bella. You don't have the fire with her that you and Bella had. Yeah, or the constant arguments. I pushed myself up and finally looked at the clock. Oh, shit.

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BPOV

I looked at the clock. Oh, shit. Fuck. Bollocks. That complete and utter bastard.

And then I heard it. The tapping on the door that signalled Edward's arrival.

I opened the door violently.

"What the fuck took you so long!?!"

"Chillax Bella. I'm not that late."

"Three fucking hours! I was supposed to be at work a fucking hour ago!"

It was at the end of this sentence, when I finally took a breath that I smelt it. That I smelt him.

"I can't believe this! You've been smoking weed before picking Nessie up, and you expect me to let you drive off with her? I fucking knew it. You love drugs more than you love our daughter!"

At this, his face hardened, and I knew that what I had said was untrue. I knew he loved Nessie more than anything, even though he was crap at showing it.

"Never say it again Bella. Please."

I glared at him for a moment, and then turned and shouted "Nessie!"

She came wandering out holding her little day bag. "Daddy!" She ran up and hugged him. She didn't care that he smelt like day old alcohol and pot. He was her daddy and he loved her.

"Bella, I'm sorry I was so late-"

"Save it. You can give me your excuse when you bring her back. Which you WILL do on time. And you will be taking a taxi home; you aren't driving in your condition."

So we all hurried out of the door. Hopefully I wasn't fired.

Ok. That was that. You may have noticed the theme of Edward loving Nessie. You may also have noticed from my swearing that I am English. If I use a weird piece of slang please feel free to ask. I will probably put up starting chapters for a few different stories soon, so please read and tell me your likes and dislikes. J -pumpkinborg