"I still think you're a little young to be married." Edward shook his head as he held on tightly to my arm preparing to walk me down the isle.
"Edwa- Dad," I corrected myself. "I may have only been alive for seventeen years but you know, that emotionally I am much older. Plus, you were my age when you got married." I teased.
I flickered my eyes toward the mirror perched on the wall next to me. My brown curl spilled over my shoulders and down my back to my hips. My big brown eyes flickered out from under my long black eyelashes. Then there was my dress. It was too much. Edward would say that I was too much like Bella in that way.
Alice had decided to take fashion to the next level with my wedding dress. She had said You only get married once. Then I asked her how many time Rosalie and Emmett got married and she shut up. The white fabrics on the dress flowed out like a princess ball gown dragging in a long train behind me. The neckline had made me very nervous, it plunged deep and I felt much too exposed. The whole entire dress had tiny crystals sown into the fabric.
"You look beautiful," Edward smiled at me. "This brings back wonderful memories." He sighed. I knew he was thinking of mom, who I had made my maid of honor.
Just then the music started to play. The Music. My song for the night. Suddenly my breathe caught in my throat. I shut my eyes tight and Edward whispered in my ear. "Ready?"
"Yes." I opened my eyes and then The big wooden doors, Dad and I had been standing behind opened wide and saw him. Jacob. He stood there with a goofy grin his face. His shaggy hair was pushed out of his face and his tux look funny, I had never seen him in much more than a t-shirt.
I didn't notice anybody else. Not all the people, my family, standing up all smiling at me. Not my mom stand by the alter waiting for me. Not the priest who was going to marry us. Just Jacob.
It seemed like it took forever to get to the alter. I kept trying to speed up but Edward would pull me back keeping me in my slow pace. When I finally arrived at the alter I still hadn't taking my eyes off Jacob. I didn't even listen to the priest I just waited for my cue.
"I do." I vowed but it came out more like a whisper. Then the priest turned toward Jacob.
"I do." Jacob vowed keeping his ridiculous grin on his face.
"You may now kiss the bride." Just as he leaned in to kiss me I pressed my hand gently to his cheek and locked my eyes with his. Using my gift I showed him all the memories I had of us, sitting under the stars, him kissing me, him protecting me, everything. When I was done he leaned in all the way and kissed me.
We turned to face our family and friends for the first time as husband and wife, and for this moment everything seemed perfect.
