I thought I knew what I was getting myself in for, but I was wrong, totally and utterly wrong.
'Just one song, Bella, please. This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life, you have to sing! Pretty please, just one song for your best friend and her new absolutely gorgeous husband?' The angel in white pleaded continuously.
God she knew how to get on my nerves. How the hell did she expect me to stand in front of him, let alone all of those people, and sing!
'Look Emily, yes your right this is going to be the happiest day of your life and I'm going to make sure it is by not going out on that stage. Believe me Em; I'm getting enough cold shoulders already this would just make it worse!'
God damn those puppy eyes.
'I mean, well...no offense Em because I love ya like a sister and all but why did you even invite me? You know people hate me because of the whole Jacob thing. '
Hate. Ha, that was an understatement.
' I don't care what people think Bella and neither should you! The only people who know exactly why you left that night are you and yourself. Seriously Bella back then you were a love struck teen with a body full of confusing hormones, hell if Mike Newton had sprayed on a bit of cologne, got some balls and had a hair cut you would of runaway with him that night. And now ... well you are a woman.'
I ignored the comment about Mike and decided to cut down to the chase.
' Emily I just don't feel comfortable going out there and presenting myself to them when all they are gunna do is judge me for something I regret doing every second of the fucking day. It's not fair and I'm not going to do it no matter what you say.'
She stared at me pitifully 'Bella honey, in order of getting them to stop judging you your gunna have to show them you are regretting it, show them that you are vulnerable.'
'You think so?'
'No matter how hard it's going to be you can finally show them the truth, show him the truth. Hell! Show yourself why it was the right thing to choose your humanity over an eternity of lies. Go.'
I stumbled towards the stage cursing the heavens and trying not to trip in my stupidly high-heeled shoes. Why did it have to be me who always messed up? Why couldn't i have a normal life where i don't have to run back into the deadly arms of my ex- vampire boyfriend when he declares his unstoppable love for me and consequently breaking the heart of my poor innocent werewolf.
My Jacob...
My sun...
My life...
My one...