Author's Note: This story takes place in between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. Lil is my original character and most of the chapters will be in her point of view. Lil is related to Bella on Charlie's side. In this story, Charlie had a younger sister that is a few years younger than him. I think that will be enough information for now. I hope you enjoy it and please review.

Lil's POV

I was in the window seat on the moving airplane, while sucking on a piece of hard candy to stop my ears from hurting. 'I hate airplanes! Why do I have to get horrible earaches every time I flew on an airplane?' I thought as I sighed heavily and looked out the window absentmindedly. I started to think about the event that lead to this horrible flight to distract myself from the pain my ears were causing.

"Hey Uncle Charlie, what brought on this call? More trouble from your daughter and her puppy love?" I greeted my uncle as I started to look through mail.

"No…Kind of…Did you get your mail yet?" Uncle Charlie stumbling as he was searching for the right words.

"Yes…" I answered confused.

"Well, did you get a letter addressed to you by Bella?" I shuffled through the mail until I came across a letter that was from Bella, though I wouldn't have knew if I did not see her name on it. I mean the font the letter was written in was too fancy, neat, and formal to be Bella's. Plus, this letter had her full name written out, Isabella Marie Swan. Bella never did that! She hated her name, Isabella. Then I notice another name written next to her on the return address: Edward Anthony Cullen. 'Well, I guess that is the mystery person who wrote the letter,' I thought.

"Yea, I did," I finally replied back.

"Well…why don't you just open it because there is no way you would believe it, if you didn't see it with your own eyes," he told me nervously.

"Okay…" I trailed off even more confused than before. I opened the letter and pulled out an overly extravagant invitation of some sorts. It was see-through fabric with petals framing the edges of the paper. 'Man, if I didn't know anything, I would say that is a wedding invitation,' I thought as I chuckle escaped my mouth at how ridiculous that sounded.

"Lil, what are you laughing at?" Uncle Charlie asked baffled.

"Oh nothing, just the fact that this invitation looks more like a wedding invitation than a graduation party invite. Ridiculous, right?" I laughed little more. After a little while, I realized my uncle was not laughing with me. "I mean this is an invitation to Bella's graduation party…right?" I asked getting a little worry.

"No, it isn't," he replied sounding like he had a dry throat. I looked back at the piece of paper again and saw the word, wedding.

The piece of paper fell onto the floor along with the other mail as my shock of state numbed my muscles, and I mindlessly rambled on, "…no…no…no…no, no, no, no, no, no! She's getting married! Bella? The person who was more set against getting married than me! She is getting married? How could this be happening?" My breathing was rapid as I tried to recover from my outburst and shock.

"Yea, I know my sentiments exactly, but she's doing it and it is all because of him," Uncle Charlie responded back to my out-spoken thoughts. I recovered from my stun state even for me to process his words.

I looked down at the invitation on the floor and read the other name on the card out loud, "Edward Anthony Cullen."

"Yea, he's the one who has turned my little girl into a love sick zombie. Why couldn't she have chosen Jacob? He would never up and leave her heartbreaking without a reason, and he would never make her get married at the age of 18," my uncle relieved some of his stress off on me.

A look of realization crossed my face as I interpreted my uncle's rant, "Wait! Are you talking about the Native American guy, here?"

Uncle Charlie let out a heavy sigh and answered dully, "Yes, Lil, the 'Native American guy' is Jacob, but I really wish you wouldn't refer to him as that…"

"Sorry, but I can't remember his name! You know how bad I am with names!" I whined as I cut off my uncle for the second time.

"Yes, I know. Look Lil, would you stop cutting me off and let me finish what I am trying to say?" Uncle Charlie demanded.

"Yes, I am sorry, but can you just answer me one more question, please?" I begged.

"Fine, what is it?" he asked in frustrated.

"Okay. So, does that mean that the pale guy, who left Bella heartbroken and an empty shell of who she once was, is the guy she is going to marry?" I finished saying.

"Unfortunately, yes, Lil, he is. I just don't understand…" my uncle started.

"What? Are you serious? How…" I interpreted in rage.

"Lil," he warned.

"Sorry," I let out timidly.

"I understand how you feel because I don't understand what she sees in him either, but there is nothing we can do. The damage is done. Bella is marrying him and Jacob have left town. We are just going to have to deal with it," Uncle Charlie said.

"Well, there is nothing you can do, at least, but me? There is plenty!" I countered.

He laughed and said, "Lil, you are too much sometime, you know?" I smiled widely at his comment. "What are you going to do exactly?" he questioned sounding amused.

I shrugged and answered, "I don't know. Probably the usually: question them to death until they understand how stupid they are being."

Uncle Charlie chuckled full-heartly, "Now, that is what I am talking about! Luck good with that. I am cheering for you." I gleamed and nodded in contentment.

"So, when is this wedding anyways?" I asked as I started to pick up the mail I dropped earlier.

"August 13, but you know that it says on the invitation," He replied.

"I know, but I didn't want to look at that thing again," I said in disgusted as I throw the invitation in the trash can. 'Two points,' I thought as it land in the trash can. My uncle laughed at my childishness as I continued to look through the rest of the mail.

"Hey, how is everything going since…" he trailed off. My head snapped up of the hint of the incident that should never be mention.

I quickly jumped in before he dares to even try to finish that sentence, "Everything fine, absolutely fine!"

"Look Lil, I know you don't want to about it but you are going to have to do something." He paused for a second. I roll my eyes because this had to be like the hundredth time he had brought this up since the incident. I decided to continue to go through the mail because I just was not ready to face this. "You can't stand in that apartment forever. I mean you are sixteen years old there is no way you can afford to stay there much longer. The rent got to be due pretty soon," he continued. I stop shuffling through the mail when I came across what looked like a collection bill. 'Apparently, my uncle is right. Here is the collection bill for the rent, which I don't have the money for. I just hated when someone else, but me, is right. Now, what?' I thought.

I let out a frustrated groan ant then said, "I know you are right, but what am I suppose to do?"

"You can stay here with Bella and me." Uncle Charlie responded back. Then he added, "Plus, you have to come down for the wedding anyhow."

"Yea, but what about…" I started out, but couldn't get out. 'Dad…' I thought as I tried to handle back the tears from spilling out.

"Just until…he's found…" my uncle struggled to get out. I looked back at the bill and bite my lower lip thinking about his offer. 'What another choice do I have? I can't stand here any longer…' I thought.

"Ahmmm…Okay…" I barely managed to get out.

"Great! I'll make the arrangements, now. See you, then!" My uncle exclaimed.

"…yea…" I said sorrowfully.

The increasing pain of my ears brought me back to present time as the plane started to make its descend, and for once I was happy to feel the pain. I came back to the present in a much more somber mood than before. 'Okay, on this trip, there is no time for my problems. I must focus on trying to convince Bella out of marrying that guy because from what Uncle Charlie says I'll need every ounce of my focus I got to pull this off. Plus, it is not like focusing on my problems will change anything, but focusing on Bella's will…hopefully,'after that inward lecture to myself my mood perked up a little. As the plane landed I took a breath in and exhaled it out to relieve some of the tension inside me. When the pilot said it was okay to leave the plane, I unbelted my seat belt and hopped out of the seat. I let out another deep breath and thought, 'Ready or not here I come.' As I started to walk off of the plane I couldn't help but think who that thought was directed to most: Forks, Bella, her soon-to-be husband, or me.