Chapter 1- BPOV
Chapter 1- BPOV
It had been two weeks since my, our wedding, that I found out. It was how a month ago, and I still don't know what to do. But so that I can get a grip on this I've been going over and over it in my head…
One Week Before the Wedding:
After Alice and I finish with the wedding plans for the day, Edward come by my house and picks me up. "I have a surprise for you."
Was the first thing he says to me as I answer the door. I groan, surprises from him are not always the best. His face drops a little after I groan, so I now pretend to act interested. "And what is this surprise?"
I ask in a surly voice. Instead of walking to the car he leads me to the house and up to my room. He leads me over to my bed and picks me up, then throws me softly onto it. He crawled on top of me and started kissing me with passion. My eyes must have been huge, 'cause he looked at me and started laughing.
"I'm giving you what you wanted. I just got tired of waiting and I know you did to so… Let's go for it."
I smiled at him and nodded. All of the sudden, the door flings open and standing there is Charlie. Edward rolls off me and says "sir." My dad doesn't even acknowledge him.
"BELLA," he roars, "I want you downstairs this instance."
He storms out and I here him clanking down the stairs. As I walk by Edward, who is now smiling his crooked smile, I say, "You couldn't have heard his thoughts."
"I was a little distracted," he replied with my smile.
Once I make it sown the stairs, Charlie points to the couch without looking at us. As Edward and I sit on the couch together, he stares at Edward.
" What do you think you're doing?" he asked coolly. "Go sit on the chair Edward." Once Edward does so Charlie begins.
"How many times have I told you to never have a boy in your room?"
"Two things Dad," I say, "One; never. Two; Edward and I are engaged, that should give us a little freedom."
"Something could still go wrong," he muttered hopefully."
"Dad," I say soothingly but authoritatively, "Edward and I have wedding stuff to plan so I'll be back later." His anger had seemed to have deflated. He let us go, and when we got to the Cullen's house I had the feeling that we were going to finish what we had started.