"How could this be happening to me?" Bella thought to herself. It was the day of their wedding, Edward and his so called "fiancé". Things had been going so smooth, ever since the whole situation with James, Bella and Edward had been closer than ever! Every night Bella had the same dream. Of which brought her back to the worst night in her entire life! The night of prom. There they were, at prom, though Bella didn't want there because she claimed that she couldn't dance, she knew that this was truly something Edward wanted her to do, so she went, without complaining. It was a beautiful evening, perfect for dancing outside. As they dance to the music, both thinking of how lucky they were to have each other, they knew there love would last forever. The song finish, and Edward decided he would go and get Bella some punch, even the she insisted she didn't need any, Edward thought she did, but he wouldn't know, he's a vampire and everyone know that vampires don't eat or drink, well besides from blood. So Bella sat on the bench and waited, since she had a broken leg from her previous time of running in to James, it was easier if she waited while Edward got the bunch, considering she was still sore. Five minutes passed, "No big deal", thought Bella, "theres probley just a long line." But then the five minutes changed to twenty, which changed to forty-five, then to an hour. Bella had no clue what was going on. It had been two hours… but what could she do? She can't walk on her broken leg alone, she would just have to sit there, do nothing, and wait, surely there would be explanation for all this. Why would Edward leave her there, waiting, for two hours? Four hours came and passed, people were leaving. And that when out of the woods came Jacob. How glad Bella was to see him! "So wheres your so called boyfriends", asked Jacob? "I was wondering the same thing," replied Bella. "What do you mean?" Jacob asked furiously. "He went to go and get some punch for me," said Bella, "four hours ago," she sobbed. "So he just left you here sitting on this tiny bench for four hours?" Jacob practically screamed! Bella nodded her head slightly. A growl rippled through Jacobs chest. "I hope he knows that he's not going to get away with this, leaving you here! What was he thinking?" roared Jacob. "Come on, I'll give you a lift home," Jacob offered as he helped Bella up from the bench.
Charlie was furious! How could someone do this to his daughter? But on the bright side, he never really thought much of Edward, and he knew no that Bella surely wouldn't date him agina. With that thought, he cooled down, decided to give Bella some time to herself. So he flipped on a baseball game and soon forgot about anything that was happening around him, other than the game.
The rest Bella remembered from that was night was lying in her bed, crying, listening to her cd player, and hoping she would fall asleep soon. Suddenly, with a loud noise, the window banged close. And she could here someone walking acrossed her floor. Though she couldn't tell who it was because her eyes were blury from crying, she could make out what seemed to be the shape and size of a man. "Edward?"she whispered out into the darkness. No reply came. She was now getting drowsy, and she knew it must be late. A happy feeling started building up inside her as she drifted off to sleep. She knew who it was, it just had to be him, who else could it be but Edward? She just knew it was him. She knew that he would make up for what happened tonight, tomarrow. There had to be a good reason for what happened, for him to leave her there, on a bench, for four hours without coming back. For she knew that Edward loved her, as he told her multiply times a day… soon she was a sleeping, sleeping like a rock, for she knew everything would be all right, it just had to be!
The next morning as she woke, there she saw someone sitting in Edward usual chair. The person was sleeping. Vampire don't sleep, he must be pretending, but then she saw, this wasn't Edward in her room. It was someone else, her eyes filled up with tears, everything became blury again just like last night. She had no clue what was going on, she was confused as ever. She sat up, trying to get a closer view, though she was so tired she dropped back down on her bed with a loud thump of her hitting the cousions. The noise of her back hitting her bed must've wokin the person up, because she her being called.
"Bella?"
"Bella, are you up?"
"You can go back to bed, it's still very early."
"Bella?"
Then she woke up, swetting. It had happened again. It had been months since the dance, but yet, still every night she replayed the night of the dance. Like someone torturing her, making sure she would never forget the night, when he left her sitting there, at prom, on a bench. Today was the day she had been dreading, for the past couple of weeks. It was the day of their wedding, Jessica, would soon be Jessica Cullen, the name the Bella dreamed of having ever since she met Edward.