DISCLAMIER: I did not write Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse.

I did how ever ask Santa to bring me Edward. So now he is currently locked up in my room tied to my bed… I know… I know he would be strong enough to leave but well… I'm a EVIL little ninja & truth is I'm too scary. -Evil Laugh-

EDWARD GO AND DO MY BIDDING!

The Story May Now Unfold.

I had been in such a daze, that I hadn't even realized that now we were at the Cullen's garage. How could I have been so brave just a moment ago? The fright of it all was beginning to kick in. I was completely taken by the possible outcomes, that I couldn't remember entering the car.

I glanced up at Edward; his face was calm, while joy danced behind his eyes. I couldn't chicken out now. This was too important to him, tome. I decided to turn my entire focus on him.

Had it been raining?I watched the water crystal dance in his bronze-colored hair. I was slightly amused by the way my brief anxiety washed away all previous details.

The car came to a stop, and the soft purr of the Volvo faded away.

Of course! We would get here in record time. Before I could get my seatbelt off my door was open. Edward awaited my exit.

As I walked to my door my heart began to accelerate. Edward squeezed my hand in reassurance; this was my idea of death row. Charlie lay on the couch, feet hanging over the arm of our too small couch. My heart did not intend on slowing down.

"Breathe, Bella" Edward whispered in my ear, much too low for Charlie to hear.

Yes, breathe! I told myself. What's the worst that could happen? Oops! Not the best question! Shut Up! I struggled within myself to regain strength, and mostly my sanity.

"Hey, dad" I said slowly, fighting to keep my voice even.

"Hey, kids! I didn't even hear you come in." he replied, then turning his attention back to the news.

I almost felt like running. I cringed at the thought.

Edward, misreading my actions took the lead in the conversation.

"Charlie, well you see Bella and I need to speak with you." Edward said, voice casual. Hands twined we made our way to couch, as Charlie moved to the armchair.

"Oh," Charlie said raising his eyebrow in suspicion. "And may I ask what about?"

"Dad, as you already know I'll be going away soon…" I struggled to keep my voice from breaking. How would he react? "Dad… you see… well, Edward and… er… I are..." Breathe, breathe, please justbreathe!

"I asked Bella to marry me." He spoke each word slowly. Cautious, as if his words were to trigger bomb. I half expected Charlie to take a loaded shot gun to come from under the seat cushion and start shooting.

A wave of emotions flickered on Charlie's face, none of them last more than a half-second. I braced myself for the anticipated emotion. Anger spiraled onto his face, though, it did not reach his eyes. No, anger did not find its way into his eyes─ pain lingered there instead.

"Bella... you... you can't! You're too young, I won't allow it!" His voice was filled with a range of emotion.

I stood up in protest, searching for my voice.

"Dad, please…I" I started to slow my words, being very cautious of what where to come out. "I didn't come here for your approval. I came here to allow you to… well, have advance notice." My heartbeat settled itself as I continued, "It'll be fine dad… I'll be fine. Please, just try to understand, how I feel."

"But Bells, you're not ready."

"This is a very,very big step. Trust me. I am ready." I tried to reason.

I walked over to my dad; standing along side of the armchair I tried to meet his distant gaze. He was hesitant, the he gave in. Tears looked as if they were going to cascade down, crashing into his heart that now lay broken. His eyes pleaded with me, I couldn't look away. I wanted to apologize. I didn't want to be the source of so much pain─ disappointment. I couldn't, I have chosen the path of which I want to spend eternity, and I wouldn't give that up.
"Okay." The agony still lurked behind his eyes. "You have my blessing." He replied after a silence that seemed to last decades.

I leaned down and placed my arm around him. I paused for a moment my cheek next to his, I inhaled deeply. My lungs cried out in pain. Had I been holding my breath this whole time? Wow! Breathing was easier now.

"Thank you." I replied in a whisper.

"Edward," He paused as he waited for Edward to respond.

"Yes?"

"You'll take of her? Take care of my girl?" It sounded more like a demand than a question. His voice was low, almost a whisper, but still stern.

"Of course, I would rather spend eternity in hell, than allow harm to come to Bella." His face was smooth and hard. My stone sculpture, my own personal masterpiece.

Charlie nodded in approval of Edward's reply.

I rose to my feet with a lighter feeling. It truly felt as if a load had been lifted off my shoulders. Telling your overprotective father who secretly despises your boyfriend that well, your getting married.

"Dad, I'm sorry but, I have to go see Alice. I'll be back to make dinner by…"

Charlie nodded in disagreement. "No, Bells, I think… well, I'm not going to be home tonight. I'm going out, I might be out late so please don't go through the trouble."

I nodded my eyes filled with shock. I headed towards the door, Edward by my side. Edward was oblivious to the tear I saw rolling down his cheek as he turned away abruptly.

Fin!

Okay, so I lied not fin. But I mean should I leave this as a short story?? Shall I continue? I need feedback here people!! GOSSH! I need review, opinion, and criticism! Anything! I'm going out of my mind.

Well excuse me as I pull out my while I wait.

"EDWARD! Back In The ROOM!... yea that's right take off your shirt… hehehe"

[MUAHAHAHA… Sorry I'm not a perv.

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