He smiled at me as I stood in the mirror, twisting and turning to see every angle of the dress. I had asked Angela if the bridesmaids dress didn't have to be so big…Or poufy…but as her maid of honor she insisted that I wore the blue satin dress and "killed it" as I walked down the aisle before her. I would never say no to her, so I sucked it up and agreed to wear the dress. But that confidence was fading now.
"Mmm" Edward sighed as he wove his hands around my waist. He nuzzled his head into my neck, peppering it with light kisses, gently moving up and down. "Maybe one day soon I will walk down that aisle with you… As husband and wife." I breathed out raggedly as he stepped in front of me, his suit and tie making me breathless, kissing me gently with his cool lips on my hot, dry ones. "Nervous?" he asked as he felt me shake slightly, pulling away.
"No, just this dress…Wow…" As I appraised myself in the mirror once more, the image of the giant dress hit me full on once more and I was at a loss for words.
"You look amazing, my love" he told me, taking my face in his hands. I almost believed him, lost in those smooth golden eyes. I pulled my lace clad arm up to his face taking his cheek as well. And with the sweetest look I could muster, I said "You're lying" and pulled away from his tender touch. He chuckled as I made the last fixations I could on the awful dress, and slipped on the awfully long high heels that made me shudder. I clomped down the stairs and made it to the bottom without mauling myself or the floor. I was actually quite proud of myself as I shuffled out the door and stopped on the porch. Angela had planned her wedding for the wrong time of year. Winter. Ice made everything dangerous to me. Everything. I shook my head. I can do this, just use the railing, silly. Edward stepped in front of me offering me his arm with a smirk.
"No Edward, I think I can handle walking down the stairs by myself" I said, sarcasm heavy in my voice.
"All right" he said raising his hands "If you say so." And he zipped to his car, starting the engine, and hopefully the heater. I hobbled down the stairs at such a slow pace that I was surprised that he didn't insist on carrying me before we were late. As I reached the bottom stair, I looked up at the car proudly, and began to walk towards it, a little faster now that I was confident in my skills and knowing that we would be late if I spent any more time hobbling around. This was all going well until I took a big step to cross an icy puddle and ended up teetering backwards. I went down onto my backside then my head cracked against the cold, hard pavement. I sat up, dazed. The headlights were right in my face, and I brought up my hand to block the offending light. Cold hands were around me instantly, and Edward was crouched in front of me, blocking the light. He seemed to have a halo of light around his form.
"Sweetheart?" he was saying "Bella, talk to me"
"What? I'm fine, just a bump on the head" I said waving it off, and struggling out of his supportive hold. He looked at me dubiously and shook his head and picked me up. He set me in the gloriously warm car, and we sped off to the wedding before we missed it, and at this rate, that was a good possibility. "I told you I could make it down the stairs" I said proudly after a while.
"Yes, Bella. Just barely" he said with a small smile playing at his glorious lips.
Edward pulled up to the massive church thirty minutes later, just on time. My mouth fell open as I saw the sheer largeness of the place. Edward stepped out of the car and whizzed around to my door. He opened it slowly with a large smile, taking my hands and helping me out of the safe, warm car that I could not bear to leave. He easily slipped his arm through mine and we walked through the front doors. We had to part then while I helped Angela into her dress and Edward would be with Ben. I smiled as he walked into Ben's embrace, and the two went off to go prepare. I opened the door to Angela's room and chaos had sprung. The 5 other bridesmaids were shouting as Angela was close to tears, inspecting the front of her dress. I almost slammed the door as I half jogged half limped over to her side. Her eyes glistened with tears that threatened to spill over and ruin her perfect makeup.
"Angela! What's wrong?" I cried, taking her arms.
"It's my dress…As I was pulling it on, it ripped a bit…There's a hole now" she said tearfully. The flustered bridesmaids were all searching for white thread and a needle as they shouted at each other. I stood in front of her, biting my lip as she softly cried and the bridesmaids continued to bustle around. I heard a soft knock on the door and all the heads in the room swiveled towards the door.
"I'll get it!" cried Jessica, quickly stepping towards the door. She opened it and I saw Edward's smiling face and in his hand, a needle and some white thread.
"I heard someone asking for this?" He said knowingly.
All of the girls sighed contently as Jessica took the supplies into her hands, and threaded the needle. She ran to Angela's side and began to sew quickly while all the other girls looked on giving her advice on how to make it look less noticeable. Thankfully someone got Angela a tissue.
I went to thanked Edward and he kissed me lightly and tapped my nose "You stay out of trouble, now, Bella. I thought you had broken an ankle with all that yelling." I blushed furiously and nodded as some of the bridesmaids looked on, giggling. I shut the door and leaned against it, exhaling.
"We better watch out, someone else may have a wedding coming up soon" said Angela, and all of the girls laughed. I nervously chuckled along with them. I loved Edward, but never in a million years could I muster up the courage to walk down that aisle with all of those eyes on me. Could I?
Sooo, chapter 2? Review? Thanks! :)
