Breaking Dawn

Disclaimer: Roses are Red, violets are Blue, I don't own the Twilight Series, and neither do you (unless you are Stephenie Meyer- if you are than I 3 YOU! lol)

WARNING: ECLIPSE SPOILER

I'm going to write this mostly in Bella's POV but I might switch around once in a while if I need to. This takes place right after Eclipse ends.

"Bella, are you sure you want to do this?" Edward asked, with a concerned look on his face.

Was I? Yes. I had to be. After all, I was wearing the ring, I had agreed to his marriage proposal, and he finally agreed to do this my way. Was this my way? I know this would make Edward happy, so yes- I had to do it.

"Yes, I guess so" My voice cracked. My pulse was racing. I lost the serenity I once had when we were last in the meadow. He shot me one last wary glance.

He opened the car door for me and I took an automatic step out.

"Bella, breathe." He whispered.

Charlie peered through the shades at us and then went to open the door. He had it open before we reached the porch steps. I put my left hand in my pocket, it was cold. My other hand was entwined with Edwards.

"Hey, Bells, how was your sleepover with Alice" Charlie asked, completely oblivious.

"Eventful." I replied, not wanting him to have to catch me in a lie.

"Edward, come on in" He said visibly having difficulty being polite.

Edward quietly stepped inside. "Hello, Charlie" Edward replied.

I began to make dinner. It was my routine, and I was used to it. Edward hovered behind me; I could feel his eyes on me. Charlie went back to watching TV, he was watching another game.

"Dinner's ready." I announced, trying to keep my voice from trembling.

"Are you ready?" Edward breathed into my hair.

I nodded.

Charlie turned the TV off and walked into the kitchen.

"Smell's delicious, Bells" Charlie said "What is it?"

"Eggplant Parmesan" Edward answered for me.

Charlie sad down in his usual spot, "How was camping" he asked Edward.

"Fine, we came back a little early because of the cold weather, lucky for Jacob…" Edward responded.

"Oh yeah, the poor fella" Charlie said. "Bells did you get to see him yet?"

I nodded. I nudged Edward to start.

He cleared his throat and Charlie looked up from his steaming food.

"Charlie, I know you understand that Bella and I are leaving soon for college," Charlie nodded, he didn't seem to like were this conversation had started off, "in Alaska," Edward continued, "I know you've seen us together and I do know that we are young, but I do have something to show you". He nodded towards me, signaling to take my left hand out of my pocket- my heart was threatening to beat out of my chest.

Slowly, attempting to read the emotions playing on Charlie's face, I showed him the ring, Elizabeth Masen's ring. His face settled with concern, which soon turned to anger. "I knew it," He started softly, "I knew it, I Knew It, I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN" he was on the verge of a complete breakdown. "Bella, your just way too young!!"

"But Dad…" I started to argue, but Edward cut me off.

"Charlie please, please- just listen to me." Edward began. "I love your daughter, I hope you understand that she is not a child anymore, and that we are getting married." He ended quickly hearing the thoughts playing in Charlie's head.

"I know, I know…" The next think I knew was that Charlie, stood up from his chair and fell, his face turned white and…. And … I blacked out too.

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I woke up in a hospital, this time not on the bed of the injured but in the waiting chair, sitting on Edwards lap. He was stroking my cheek with his right thumb and the rest of his right thumb was gently placed on the side of my head.

"Bella, Bella, sweetheart, everything is going to be okay"

A nurse walked into the waiting room and escorted us to a private room just for Charlie, where he was being treated by Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I looked at my dad for just a moment, and was forced to look away. He was in a coma and he was completely pale.

"Bella, Charlie had a stroke- he's going to be okay" Edward whispered into my ear. I looked at his face, Edward's, and I saw it was masked by his very own personal poker face. He wasn't telling the truth. The harsh reality hit me like an avalanche.

"Ch-Ch-Charlie…is..n't…..going….to…sur-survive…is….he…" Edward looked away. I was right. I blacked out, once again.

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When I woke up, I was in my room. Everything was packed up in a box, and there was a moving van outside. My body went numb. Charlie was gone and was never going to come back.