"What the hell are you doing here!" Edward growled but Carlisle held him back.
"Let her speak." He said. Edward growled.I held onto Callas hand tightly so I could protect her if I had too.
"I'm here to apologise again, why can't you see that?" I say."Willow?"
"Eva." I look at Eva who walks out with Hayden in her arms squirming."What are you doing here?" She asks.
"I've come to apologise. Again." I reply.
"Not up to me Willow." And with that Eva walks back inside."I'm sorry so damn sorry why can't you just accept my apology and let me back. My child is suffering!" I say getting aggravated.
"You're stealing from us! We're not stupid! Damn it Willow this whole problem is because of you!" Edward gets frustrated and runs his hand through his hair.
"My fault?" I shriek. Oh hell no. "Your the one who fucking got a human pregnant and all I did was voice my opinion loudly and I'll admit I could have done it nicer but I know Aro, I know what he would do!" I fight back.
"Do you Willow? Do you really because not once in the year and whatever I have known you has he ever done something bad to you, I think your just saying that so we can have pity on you." Edward scoffs making me boil with anger.
"You don't fucking know half of the abuse I fucking went through! He fucking hit me around like I was some damn punching bag! Just because I don't have any physical marks in plain sight is because I fucking hide them. Oh do you want to see the burn marks on my back? Or the cuts from slaps and bottles hidden under my fucking hair and foundation!" I screech making everything go silent.
"Don't tell me this whole mess is my fault because I'm afraid of the man who abused me doing worse to my cousin." And with that I super ran out of there with Calla on my hip.
I'm done trying to say sorry for being scared.
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All Part of The Plan
FanfictionTHIRD BOOK IN 'Not part of the plan' SERIES Willow has been through so much in the past year and now it's time to move forward. With graduation and family Willow is all set to live happily ever after. But when word gets it of an immortal child, pro...