*Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters … All rights to Stephanie Meyer (I simply own the idea)
Hey guys, so I got some good reviews on the last little story I made about Jacob & Renesmee. Some of it was really helpful and I definitely want to write more for you guys. Here is an idea that came into my mind a couple of weeks ago. This is just a little PREVIEW, if you all want me to continue writing, please let me know. If there is anything that needs to improve, leave a review! Feedback, comments, all of that is helpful! :)
Thank you guys!
AGAIN, NOT FULL STORY, JUST A PREVIEW!
ENJOY.
Renesmee looked at herself in the mirror for what would probably be the last time this day. Taking a deep breath, she glanced at her reflection. She was nervous, so nervous that she could barely keep her breath steady. She started getting up from the mahogany chair she had been resting on, contemplating the inhumanly beautiful reflection on the mirror. Turning away from the mirror and towards the window which displayed the beautiful view outside, she brought her hand up to her hair, touching the braids, the curls, and the pin.
Her hair was nicely done into a romantic up-do, in it laid the beautiful clear and blue diamonded pin that her mother wore on her own wedding day. Even if her mother never thought that she would have a daughter to carry the heirloom on that day, she had been wrong. Here to this day stood Renesmee wearing the beautiful pin ten years after her parents' wedding.
Today, Renesmee Carlie Cullen would be getting married. Her gorgeous wedding dress hugged her figure nicely; the lacy fabric hugged her curves in all the right places. The sweetheart neckline shaped her bosom perfectly, revealing the right amount of skin. The dress was plain, not over the top, not what her Aunt Alice might have picked out. No, it was something simple. Something she had chosen with her mother. Lace and a few crystals here and there, giving her a sparkle, a glow but not quite as strong as the sparkle she felt whenever she saw her fiancé. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the pink and white rose bouquet that rested on the marble vanity. She was ready to walk out her room.
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Renesmee gripped onto her father's arm, her pearly manicured nails digging into his marble hard cold skin. She took a deep breath and turned to look at him, her honey brown eyes falling upon his own shiny honey eyes. Smiling slightly down at his daughter, Edward Cullen placed his free hand on her chilly hand that was gripping his arm. "Everything will be okay", she heard her father whisper slightly, slowly soothing her.
Nodding her head, Renesmee started taking a few steps forward … her cue was approaching. After a few seconds of the nervous anticipation, she heard the soothing music. Gripping tighter onto her father's arm, she took careful steps down the pedal covered isle. Unlike her mother, she was used to heels, especially those that her Aunt Alice had picked out for her. She wasn't nervous that she would fall, trip or stumble … she was nervous to see the man, the love of her life, standing up on the alter waiting for her.
