~ The Day Before The Wedding ~
My heart was beating uncomfortably inside my chest, my palms sweaty, tears pricked my eyes. I couldn't believe what was happening - my whole life has been a lie.
"Please, listen-"
"No!" I cried, "stay away from me."
"Just-"
"Just what?" I snapped, backing away from the people who I'd called my parents. Their faces white as sheets, staring blankly at me. "That's what I thought." and I stormed out of the room without looking back.
"Thirteen Days Earlier ~
In two weeks I'll be Mrs. Cullen. Mrs. Edward Cullen. Marrying the love of my life, the love of my existence. . .
I took a deep, calming breath as the phone call from last night abruptly re-entered my mind:
"Bella, you can't hide from this forever."
"What am I hiding from?"
"No matter how hard you fight it, it'll catch up to you. I've tried telling you before, but you won't listen." said Mom on the other side of the phone, her voice thick with concern, a warning.
"And what is that exactly? What's going to catch up to me, Mom?" I inquired, annoyed.
"You're past. . ." ~
Her voice echoed in my mind, but no answer was yet found. I had no idea what she was talking about. I had no clue. It was strange, and somewhat ominous; the weirdest phone call I've ever gotten, from anyone. I shook my head to clear it and rose up out of bed, pulling the covers off. I looked for Edward but the other side of my bed was absent. And then, with a sigh, I remembered him saying something about him and Emmett going on a morning hunt. The sound of footsteps reminded me that Charlie didn't have to go in to work today.
Maybe I should just go back to sleep, I thought. I didn't have any plans today...not that I know of, anyway. A yawn escaped from my mouth and with a groan, I crawled back in bed, shutting my eyes as soon as my head hit the pillow.
"Wake up, sleepy head," a voice rang in my ear. "wake up."
Unwillingly, I opened my eyes to Alice standing over me. "Whaz's it?" I mumbled, half-asleep. Her smile faltered. "You look like hell, did you even sleep last night?" she asked. "You look like the living dead."
"Not really." I told her, sitting up. "Well, get up," her smile was back, and so was her being a slight nuisance. "we got stuff to do."
"Like what?" I questioned, not that thrilled about moving from my bed. Alice smirked. "It's actually a surprise, but I need you to go shopping with me."
"Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of the 'surprise'?" I countered, amused at my future sister-in-law. "You'll never see it coming." she squealed, a mischievous glint in her eyes.