A/N PLEASE READ: I regret to inform you all that this fic will not be updating until it is written out. The actions of a few have made me hate my hobby and have caused my once free flowing mind to shut down and not cooperate. Yesterday was the final straw for me as someone left me a 'guest' review bringing my husband into the mix and that for me crossed the line. If you hate me or the story fine but don't fuck with mine… point blank. So before I completely lose the last bit of patience and love I have for this fandom I am taking a step back… I won't be gone forever and trust me these assholes won't keep me away, but I feel if I don't do this my blood pressure will go through the roof.
I am sorry to everyone else who has supported me from my first fic and will have to wait because of others spitefulness, but please try to understand and hang in cause I don't think these two will shut me out forever… below is the review that broke this camels back.
Guest12/4/12 . chapter 188
I started reading this because it has 8000 reviews and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. It is really good and I like it. Some of your ANs are ridiculous, so I am just going to ignore those. This fight you've gotthe whole family involved in has also turned ridiculous. They do need to work together. Howevet Bella could have found a whole lot better way to discuss it. In fact, she NEVER did discuss it. She just told him Cris would be the coolest kid in daycare completely blindsiding him. If this is how YOU discuss things with your husband I feel sorry for him. Oh that's right, this Edward and Bella aren't married, so this Bella has even less ground to stand on. Not to mention if they are going to drag their whole da*n family into every arguement, they are on their way to divorce court before they've even got their marriage license. Come on! I bet these two can work it out reasonably on their own like two mature adults.
"Bella," my munchkin yelled as soon as he noticed me, my aunt, Charlotte, and Rose walk in.
He was in my arms, and being swung around before the rest had settled down in the booth where the man I knew to be Peter sat.
"You," I began to sputter as the rest laughed, and he came over to hug me. This man had been a dear family friend of my fathers. He had been at my house more times than I could count – why was it that I was never told of our family's long running relationship?
"Because at the moment it seemed inconsequential, Miss Bella. My wife was one to never accompany me over for business dinners, and since we socialized out away from you young folk – by letting our proverbial hair down at the country club – you never met."
"But Daddy knew about me seeing Edward . . . Oh shit! Was that – was that why he so easily approved of Edward without meeting him and giving him the 'are you a gold-digging douche' interrogation."
"Pretty much, but I don't think he got off so easy tonight, sweetie."
One more today as that is all I have pre-written.