It's scary, that's for sure. This white dress is tightening around my growing lungs as I take one big gulp of air. It's a leap of faith now, one step on to the red carpert that leads down the two groups of chairs that are filled with my firends. I try to peer through the trees that are consealing Charlie and I for a glimpse of him. But they're too thick for me to see anything but Charlie's red eyes as he tries his best to supress his emotions.

"You're happy?" he asked in a muted voice, but it was raw with emotions.

"Very, Dad." I swear, I knew it wasn't a lie. "I'm so very happy."

"Ok," Dad said with a nod. "Then I can feel happy about this too."

I secretly knew that that's all I wanted to get from this chirade – Charlie's happiness. But my motives changed over the planning process of planning the wedding, I began to become a bride. The bridal instincts in me took over the Bella in me. Charlie's happiness, though important, has paled in comparison to the happiness I'll receive... and Edward's...

"Bella," Alice came in through the trees, she practically floated over the uneven ground as she made her way to us. "Its time. Its time to become a Cullen."

I didn't know what I was expecting, but the huge cheek cracking gin wasn't it, neither was the serene moment of peace that past through my body. Alice came up and kissed my cheek once, and turned and hugged Charlie so tight I wondered how he breathed, but he managed to. He tried so hard not to cry, but I could hear a sob escape his lips that were so tightly pressed into a thin white line.

Alice stepped back, beautiful tears fell down her perfect face. Her dress was a light purple, so beautiful even though the sun was overcast today. She revealed two boquets of flowers that had been collected from the meadow. Edward's and my meadow. The one where I will be joined to him eternally. I had my boquet of Lavender in my hands, and I pondered them while my other bride's maids came in behind me. First Alice and then Angela. I felt oddly sad and forlorn that Rosalie had turned down my offer to be a bride's maid.

"I won't support this." She had hissed as she stormed away from me. Edward had been so mad, I had to restrain him. Maybe one day Rosalie will love me like the sister I'm going to be. One day she'll feel the love between us, and she'll embrace it like I want to. The fact that she had been convinced by Emmett to show up for my wedding proved something.

Charlie's hands were firm as he held to my arm that was linked through his. I wondered if he thought if he held me tight even a little longer, a little harder, I would stay his Bella. Part of me wanted that, I knew what my walk down the red carpet would mean. But I knew no other option was there. My love was much too strong to yeild to my desire to be Bella Swan.

I needed to be Bella Cullen.

I looked down at the red carpet and then followed its line that led through the trees. I nodded, to myself, and took a step on to the red carpet, and thus sealed my fate. Not that it wasn't already sealed the moment I sat down in my seat in the Cafeteria and looked into those black eyes of his. They were what drew me in. I might as well have signed the mariage contract then. But what fun would that be, when I was probably having the time of my life now. That's what this was. Not a wedding, but a send off. There might as well have been a Bon Voyage sign up across the white flower covered arch.

Charlie began walking, and so I followed at his slow pace, and I could hear Alice and Angela behind me.

I weaved through the trees on steady feet, until the canopy thinned away, and all there was was a grey blanket of sky, and every pair of eyes on me.

My ever faithful blush spread up my neck and through my face. I wanted to be a peaceful and serene bride, but it didn't work out, all I could try for now is not tripping over the red expanse of the carpet. It seemed frighteningly long and I searched for something, anything, to focus on.

That's when I saw him.

In all his breath taking beauty, I saw him clearly past everyone else. Suddenly, the red carpet's path was short, my paces quickened. I needed him.

His black tux was perfectly fitted to his body. A body I was going to own, and that I was going to belong to. His eyes were a dazzling gold, even from this distance I could see them sparkling. He was the one definition of a man I could possibly have thought of. A smile reached his face, and I searched it for any signs of worry, of regret or of second thoughts. There was only sheer bliss puring from every part of him.

Emmett and Jasper stood behind Edwrad, both smiling at me too. But they were kind, they were smiling at me proudly. Soon they would be my brothers. Soon I would join their ranks and play baseball with them.

Ok, so maybe not baseball... I didn't like the way that last game had played out.

But they would take me along on camping trips, and I would see Emmett attack a bear like a bear. And I would soon be able to hug Jasper, or touch him for that matter. Soon I would be able to be around him, to be that sister I could be, without making him fear he'd snap. Like almost one year ago, at my 18th birthday. I smiled back at them, a wistful smile as I thought about the prospects.

Faintly, with a rush of excitement, I wondered if maybe they would be impressed with me when I started hunting with them. Maybe I'd be as graceful as Alice, or maybe as visciously eagar as Emmett. Or maybe; I would be able to run with the wind, unnoticable, untouchable, like Edward.

Suddenly I was in front of him, and he was gazed at me like I was the air he breathed, and I felt my own look of utter love and devotion across my face that was no longer blushing. I felt calm, I felt that there was nothing but him, and all I wanted was to join my life with his.

"Be careful with her," Charlie whispered, from my side, and I was grounded to earth.

"I always have been. I always will." Edward whispered back, and I turned to my father. I smiled sweetly, and his face turned even redder with his emotions. He kissed my cheek hard with his lips, I could feel them trembling against me. I let him wander off towards his seat, his eyes blurred with tears, his face red and dazed. His seat was next to Renee and next to her was Paul.

Renee as usual looked at me with her deep piercing eyes as though she was evaulating me. She most likely was. And I would most likely hear her thoughts at the after party. I wouldn't worry about that though. Of course, she hated early marriages. She wished she never married Charlie, and she didn't want me to end up in the same situation. Stuck.

But being without Edward was being stuck for me. He opened so many possibilities for me, he gave me life by taking it. I would be giving it to him, really though. In less than a week.

I stepped forward, and his hand wrapped around my own. We stood far apart, not letting the need for one and another explode as we came so close to our final hour. We would run at each other and loose all control, it had taken so much from both of us not to give up our conditions.

He wanted me fully, he wanted me and he wanted all of me. He had decided that approximately the same moment I decided I wanted to wait until we were joined officially. Inconvinient, yes. Now we barely could be in the same room as eachother without kissing, without touching each other in some small way, even in public. When we stayed at his house, we would always get so close to finally being together. We were always so close! We had to push each other away, gasping for air, opening windows and doors. Edward once got so frustrated and overwhelmed he ran from his room and egaged Carlisle in a deep conversation about the Volturi.

I felt myself smile at those memories, I felt his hands tighten and I focussed on those golden eyes that knew me so well. I felt as if I could melt in them. That if only I could be just a little closer to him, then everything would be ok. I felt my head inclining to Edward, but his hands held tighter. Reminding me.

I only needed to wait. That's all. I gave the smallest nod to him and we started our lines. I felt they were meaningless, but I knew what I really wanted to tell him could wait. I certainly couldn't say the things I was really feeling, that would scare people, they would wonder why the hell the bride was talking about vampires and blood on her big day.

"Until death do us part," The priest said, looking to me.

I blinked and creased my brow. No, I wanted to say, death will never do us part. I could see my favourite crooked smile playing at Edwrad's lips, and I bit my lips before I repeated the words. And I flet a low chuckle escape form someone's lips. Probably Emmett's.

"I do." Edward said in a whisper, but it shouted to me the finality. He was telling me so much in two small words.

"I do." I repeated with the same knwoing look across my face.

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest finished.

Edward's lips didn't know if they should smile a painfully beuatiful smile or kiss me senselss. I, obviously, chose the latter.

I reached across and pressed my lips to his lightly. Even at the slightest touch my head spun, and Edward gripped my shoulder's bringing me so close to his body I oculd practically feel the dips and grooves that made his chest.

I couldn't speak. Nor could I breathe or do anyting else that didn't involve being with Edward Cullen.

I was finally his! I was his wife, his lover, his best friend, his soul mate. I wanted to scream with joy, I wanted to jump over the clouds aove me. I was finally going to be his companion. I was going to be his equal.

Now I just needed to say goodbye to Forks. To Charlie.

I felt emotion grab at my throat and pull tight, restricting my already non existant air flow.

Edward's kisses were sweet, I could feel he was reserving himself. I hated him for it, I wanted him all now! But I guess it would be much better all alone, where I could finally enjoy the forbidden fruit. And he would finally be able to make me his. He would finally have me permanently.

He moved his lips away from my mouth, where I drew in a ragged breath as my head spun and the ground swerved. Reality was on me. I was his human bride, but very soon, I would be his vampiric companion. I was as good as dead to some people. I don't know why, but I suddnely didn't care. Maybe it was his lips tracing down my nose that chased away my worries.

"I'm here." He whispered. "I promsied you forever, and I'm going to fill my quota."

"Forever's a very long time," I mused. "I'm glad."

I kisses him one back, softly, it promised a future, promised that we would get to the real stuff. When it mattered. When we were out of Forks.

(A/N) It is going to be a story. Not just a one shot. It started that way but I thought that this part of Bella's life deserved more than one chapter :D