Hey I'm Megan, I did make another story but wasn't into it so stopped, if you've read it I am so sorry, but I swear I won't give up on this one. Thank you.
BPOV
Alright Bella take a deep breath, you can do this, you will do this, I lied to myself feebly, in fairytales that little girls dream of, this day is supposed to be blissfully happy, you know dressed in white,
Pampered, sun shining, everybody you love there, and seeing the man at the top smiling at you in a way that should break your heart. Instead I feel like crying, because I'm about to get married to a man I do not love.
My parents are very old fashioned, and I was brought up that way too, when I was 17 a new family moved to my small town of Forks, they were the Blacks, a very, very rich family, and my parents were delighted.
I'm a pushover and I loved my parents, so when the son, Jacob Black asked me out, I agreed. He was a nice boy, a little arrogant, but he treated me like a princess, and he was my best friend.
We were the couple of the town, everyone said we were perfect for each other, and on paper we were, but I felt nothing, no spark, it was a Little House on the Prairie relationship, and my parents were so happy
And I thought to myself, give yourself some time, you'll learn to love him, so when he flew me to Barcelona and proposed to me in a fancy restaurant with a half a million dollar ring, I said yes, I didn't know then but I had just signed my death warrant.
So 6 months on here I am, beauticians with names like Muffy, Brittany, and Tiffany are all tittering around me. I have to admit I look pretty but if you look closely at my eyes you'll see they hold no emotion, just glassy.
Pachelbels cannon floated into my ears and I began the longest walk of my life, everybody smiled at me, whispering how beautiful I looked, and I took a break from watching my feet to look up at Jacob, he did look
Rather handsome, but he had this annoying smug look on his face. I got to the alter, and the preacher began, I kept my eyes trained on Jacob, trying to force myself to love him, then the preacher said something that made me snap, "do you Isabella swan, take this man Jacob Black, to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health as long as
You both shall live," I know what would happen if I said I do, my life would be planned out for me, I'd have pretty babies, Jacob would come home after work and eat a dinner I made for him, I'd drop the kids off
At soccer training or ballet class, and be the perfect little wife. For the first time in my life I stood up for myself, the audience started to whisper loudly, and Jacob's cocky smile began to falter
"I… I am… I c-can't I'm sorry I have to leave."
The whispering grew in tempo, and Jacob was frozen in shock as I picked up my expensive Vera Wang dress and ran for it, not looking back once, I ran and ran not really knowing where I was going.
I stopped to catch my breath, and looked down into a lake and saw myself, my dress was torn and muddy, my shoes were gone, my hair messed up and my make up had run because I was crying.
That's when I realized where I was, Forks cemetery, we will never forget thee. Those words were etched in the pewter gray stone outside, I should have guessed I'd end up here, my grandma Marie was the only person
Who really understood me, I could always talk to her, and even though she died three years ago, I still talked to her, afterwards I'd always get a sense of what to do, so I made my way to my grandmothers grave quietly
And when I found it I collapsed down and stared at the tombstone, I just stared, not thinking, I only realized how long I'd been there when the soft light on morning darkened to the romantic blaze of sunset, and even though
The day was ending, the suns rays were as bright as ever, I was just getting up to leave when a light breeze blew my blew ribbon out of my hair, it belonged to my grandma and couldn't live with out it, so I followed
It, and stopped when it did, but my ribbon was not alone on the ground, for behind it was a pair of shiny black boots, then a hand reached down and picked up my ribbon, we both straightened at the same time, and I first looked upon the face of an angel, he was tall about 6ft, slightly muscular, with tousled bronze hair, smooth perfectly angular features and
Shocking green eyes. We both stared for a while, and a lot of things were running through my mind, how cliché this moment was, how beautiful he was, how horrid I must look, and that he looked sexy in his military uniform.
He handed my ribbon back without a word, never moving his eyes off mine, then he bent down and softly kissed the back of my hand like a gentleman, I was in complete awe, and felt a pleasurable shiver as he kissed me.
"hello ma'am, my name is Edward Cullen,"
Hi voice was smooth like velvet, and sexy as hell.
"um.. I'm uh… Bella Swan," I stammer stupidly
He smiled crookedly and my heart skipped a beat, I was just about to say something when the beep of a horn broke through my reality, Edward Cullen looked back and so did I, what I hadn't realised before was a
An army truck behind us, filled with soldiers.
"Edward, pal I'm sorry but we got to go now if we want to catch that plane to Alabama," one soldier called.
"ah what perfect timing that man has," Edward said quietly
He turned back to me with a sad smile on his lips,
"well miss Swan, it has been a delight to see you but I must leave you,"
And once again he bent down and kissed my hand, then I watched as an angel left my presence. I kept watching long after the truck left, then I looked down at the headstone he was visiting and it read:
"Here lies the body of Lillian Cullen, beloved wife of a brave soldier, your soul now lies with God, you are now at peace,"
So he was a widower.
So what do you think? Please review, it gives me motivation and inspiration, next chapters will be longer and will come quickly. Thank you, Megan xx