So, this is my first fan-fic and I really, really hope some one reads it and likes it…

The story might seem strange, but differences are what make us so perfect to each other, right?

It all starts when a wedding (not wished upon both parts) happens, and all because of futile ideas, or so it seems...

Disclamer: I don not own any part, character or any written item related to Stephenie Meyer's books, such as Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn.

Wrongly Crossed

Chapter One

Bride but not so Husband…

BPOV

"So, with that, I pronounce you husband and wife. Mr. Cullen, you can kiss the bride."

That's just disgusting… And finally… I mean, me, Isabella Marie Swan had to see my mother's third marriage. She had already been Mrs. Swan, Mrs. Dwyer and now she was Mrs. Cullen. And you wanna know what's best? That guy looked so much younger than her! It was absolutely ridiculous, but of course I was here to support her.

With hundreds of marriages hanging above her head, she would still be my mother, so I kind of had no other option.

And I loved her to death.

I only felt bad about my father, whom, I suspected, was still in love with Renée, even after all this years.

The kiss didn't seem to have last long enough because, in two seconds she was right behind me. Since it wasn't her first one, it wasn't allowed to be in church, which I was grateful for. Let's just say that me being a "revolutionary psychologist/novel writer", as my teachers like to call me, I had a pretty set mind on if there was something above us, looking out for our hearts, or not, and I was more turned towards the second option…

"Oh my beautiful daughter! I'm so happy! I'm sure he's the one in my life!" she said as she hugged me tightly and cried in my shoulder. I tried my best not to snort at how many times I had already heard that…

"I'm extremely happy for you too mom." I just hope it lasts longer… I know that, sometimes, I was pretty mean, but that was what existed in my thoughts, and she taught me to always be true to myself, so…

"Here, I want to present you officially to my husband. You've met before, right?"

"No mom. From my seat I couldn't see him, and I missed rehearsal dinner because of my final in college, two days ago." It might have ended a hour before the dinner, but she didn't have to know that.

"Yeah, I remember… How did that go?"

"It was excruciatingly normal, to tell you the truth. I had been preparing myself for something over the top, and I got that. I just hope I don't have too much self confidence."

"I don't think so. From what your mother has told about you, you are everything but over self confident… Hi!"

"Hi! You must be the lucky one." I knew this was coming. I would have to meet him and try to at least like him, because I didn't want to hurt my mother's feelings, but I didn't knew he was so young. And pale. And…

"I believe so…"

Annoyingly beautiful.

EPOV

I should've known this was coming. I've never wanted a solid relationship, but my father threatened me with my most precious thing: my car. I couldn't live without my Aston Martin V12 Vanquish painted in olive green, and my father knew it. I know I was being selfish, but at least I was doing my part of the deal. The threat was: if in two years, I wasn't happily ever after married to the love of my life, my father would take my car privileges. So, I went on a search for my wife, which wasn't easy due to me tight schedule in the hospital and my pickiness, or whatever you want to name it.

I ended up meeting several women, but none of them appealed to me, until I found this one.

Renee was much older than me, but it didn't matter. She was fun, loving, caring, and everything a guy can want, but I had to admit, I didn't see fireworks when I looked at her, my heart didn't do the tango when she said my name, and, in the end: I wasn't in love with her. Yeah, great friends, but not husband and wife like.

But my time was ending, and, what I found out later to be her birthday, I asked her to marry me. It was so not romantic, I didn't even have a ring with me (thank God my sister!) and I did not go down on one knee. She said yes, as half of me knew she would, and half of me prayed for it not to happen, and she gave me a peck on the lips, but then asked me to forgive her about that, that she knew I was reserved and didn't like to touch or be touched, but she couldn't resist the temptation.

If she only knew I much I was resisting my temptation.

There was one thing that attracted me to her: the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about her daughter. After a few days, I wanted to meet her, really…

I let my father know I was marrying, my sister organized everything, even though reluctantly (she knew I wasn't in love…) and there I was, marrying her.

In the rehearsal dinner, everything went smoothly, but I could see the look of disapproval in my family's eyes. Half way through it, I decided that I was going to call of the wedding and tell Renee I didn't love her, hell, I didn't care about the stupid car that much, and I was turning myself into the one thing I didn't want to be: a monster, but she started to tell me that this was her dream and her eyes got all teared up when she noticed that her daughter wasn't there because she had final exams in her college, and I couldn't handle with all the pressure.

While she was walking down the aisle, I swear I did my best to not run away or show my worries through my facial expressions, but they were very hard to hide, and there was that girl, that was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.

And believe me, I had seen a lot…

"So, with that, I pronounce you husband and wife. Mr. Cullen, you can kiss the bride."

There was just no way that was going to happen. That's going to happen, isn't it? Apparently I don't have a call on this, since she had already pressed her lips onto mine. I quickly jerked away, and then the claps begun. How did I let this get to this point? I was going to have to talk with her and clarify everything.

She ran of and went to talk with the girl I couldn't help but stare at during my wedding. This is a thing not even my silly brother would do.

I could only hear "Oh! She's so much thinner! I bet she hasn't fed that well… My baby is here to see me being happy!".

Oh! I might have forgotten to mention two things that I think might be a little bit important…

I can read minds.

I am a 108 year old vampire.

"It was excruciatingly normal, to tell you the truth. I had been preparing myself for something over the top, and I got that. I just hope I don't have too much self confidence." she was rambling, and I couldn't help but intervene.

"I don't think so. From what your mother has told about you, you are everything but over self confident… Hi!" What a stupid thing to say to the daughter if the woman I'm married to but don't love…

"Hi! You must be the lucky one." Just hearing her voice sent chills all the way up my spine. This was bad… What? I didn't hear a single word coming from her mind… Oh, no! This was worse than bad! This was horrific! This was a plane crash on top of a desert mountain in Andes! This was worst than a full day shopping spree with Alice! This was worst than a full day of sitting at home hearing Emmett and Rosalie being intimate! (and nothing can top that, believe me…)

"I believe so…"

First chapter is done! I' ll try to put the other on-line in only a few days, but it also depends on wether someone rads it or not...

Just so I know if that's happening, please review! I'll PM every single one of you!

Hope you enjoyed!