A/N – ok so this is my first fan fic

A/N – ok so this is my first fan fic. It continues right from Eclipse. Please R&R. hope you like it.

DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SERIES Breaking Dawn Chapter 1

I walked into my house, my hand in Edwards cool one. He had a smile on his face, but I didn't look so happy. Stalling to tell Charlie, I mumbled something about checking e-mails. I ran – almost falling – up the stairs. I half ran to my room and flopped on my bed. Edward came in slowly, after me, closing the door.

"So…" he said.

I gave him a look of frustration.

"What?!" Edward replied.

"You are going to make me suffer through telling Charlie about…marriage." I spit the word.

"Hey, you already agreed."

"I know but…I wish I didn't have to tell anyone. I don't like telling people thing on a regular basis, and now I have to tell them this! Of all things! I wish I didn't have to tell anyone."

"But you have to."

"Technically, I don't."

"But you will."

"Do you have any idea how mean you are to me by making me do this?'

"Not really, but you still will."

"After dinner." I mumbled, unsatisfied.

I listened to Edward's CD he made for me for my horrible 18th birthday while I waited to go make Charlie dinner. Edward hummed along and played the notes with his fingers on my left leg. It was very soothing and I almost fell asleep, but my nervousness kept me up. Time flew and the next time I checked the clock, it was time to make dinner.

I looked up at Edward. "I don't wanna do this."

He took my face in his hands and kissed me. "It's going to be okay."

He stared into my eyes and I had to trust him.

I took a deep breath and took my time getting up and walking down the stairs. I was petrified of Charlie's reaction, so – being the scared cat like I am – I made stroganoff from Grandma Swan's recipe. I just hope that it would be enough. Dinner passed by in a blur. Did Charlie always eat that fast? I stood up and started clearing the dishes, stalling. I sighed, knowing that I had to do it now. I stood by Edward and took his cold left hand in my right.

"Dad?"

He looked up at me, from staring at the ring on my left hand. The ring felt like it weighed 10 pounds. I took a deep breath.

"I'm marrying Edward."