Happily Never After: CinderBella
This is my first fanfic and I'm excited. I have no specific plan for the story so it's always subject to change. Treat this like a prelude.
Ch. 1 – True Love
Looks like I made it. I'm finally where I want to be. It took so much work to get Edward to fall for me. First, my stepsisters, Lauren and Jessica, were so reluctant to do anything with Edward and I. They acted like we had germs or something. Then Tanya, my so called lovely stepmother refused to let Eddie-bear spend the night in my room. I had to sneak him in the house at night and get it on by the fireplace (giving me the name CinderBella).
I thought I might loose him until the ball at the castle. That night I locked my step-rodents in the Cellar upstairs with the real mice as I skipped off to the castle. Tanya never would've approved of my outfit. I had on a red dress that showed way too much cleave. My hair was down and curly as a cherub, but that I'm not. Commando underneath, strapless skimpy dress. I was ready for him.
"Don't worry Bella. He wants this just as much as you do," I repeated to myself as I took my godmother Jane's Lamborghini. It was orange like a pumpkin. Poor Jane, lots of money + no taste = expensive ugly car. Once I got to the party some little village chick, Angela, was talking to my man. The conversation didn't last as his eyes followed my girls down to the slit in my dress from ass-cheek to strappy stilettos. In two blinks Edward carried me out of the room in front of the entire village, including his parents Esme and Carlisle, into his room. I came out after two or three days for fresh air.
"Bella, you forgot something!" some little boy yelled as I snuck away from the palace pretending like no one knew where I'd been the last couple days. I think it was some shoe or something like that. Who cares? That just means I'm going shopping soon!
That night there was a hesitant knock on the door. "Don't do it man. Turn the hell around before Bitchy-ella answers. Life as you know it will end if you --"
"Hello, boys!" I swiftly turned the knob of the door that was the only thing standing between me and my promising future.
"Hey Bella, can you give us some Privacy Em? By the way that's not a question." My prince told his idiot friend in his deep and sultry, aggressive tone of a voice.
"So long Edwarddddd." Emmett echoed as he walked backwards away from my house.
"Well Bella, I've been doing some thinking and I've come to the decision that...since I have to get married this year...and you're not getting any hotter either I mean...by the way I brought the shoes you left in my room when we, um...so what I'm trying to say is--"
"YES, YES EDWARD YES!!!" I nearly cried as I jumped into his buff, muscular arms. His body was icy but I knew his heart wasn't.
About a month later we did the marriage thing and I've been living in the castle since then, but that wasn't really when my story began.
