This is my twelfth story. It's more of my idea behind the quotes, actually. I hope you will get a few laughs out of it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight series, but I wish I did.

It would be an entire day until I could see my Bella again. Alice had banned me from her room and house. I couldn't go within two miles of it. She even set the phone, pictures, and computers off limits. Absolutely no contact was allowed. The worst of it was that she had gotten everybody to block their minds, so they weren't even thinking of Bella. This would be the longest twenty-four hours of my existence.

I was walking around the house. I had only been away from my angel for twenty minutes, and I was already going crazy. What if she was hurt? What if she was scared, or crying?

As I continued my worried pacing, I plucked a bouquet of freesia from the many centerpieces that had been set up. Alice had gone overboard with this. Freesia, strawberries, roses, oranges, and several other fruity and flowery aromas filled the room. Perhaps filling my senses with the beautiful lilac freesia would help my nerves. It would surely be the closest thing to Bella's natural scent, beauty, and memory I would get over the next day.

Edward, don't worry. Alice is coming over to get some things and I'll go watch Bella for a while. She'll be fine.

Esme's sweet voice called my attention to her thoughts. At least Alice was taking care to make sure my love would be okay. I would kill her if anything happened while I was away. I was relaxed to know Esme would be watching her for a while. She was always so loving, and Charlie and Renee liked her. Maybe I would be okay.

"Hey, Emmett! I think it worked!" Jasper said.

Great! He was calming me. This was not going to turn out well.

"Nice job, Jasper. Maybe he'll stop freaking out now."

I ran up the stairs and into Emmett's room. They were playing video games - of course.

"Emmett! Jasper! I will personally see to it that you both die after the wedding tomorrow. Shut up, and leave me alone!"

Thank goodness Carlisle was at the hospital. Esme might be out of the house and therefore unable to scold me, but Carlisle would have surely stepped in. Maybe now I could get some peace and my own emotions.

I walked out of the room, slamming the door as much as I could without breaking it. My room would probably be a nice place to sit and think to myself. Or, perhaps the piano. Yes!

As I walked back down the staircase to the main room, Alice came through the door.

"Edward! Put the bouquet back! We need that for the wedding tomorrow, and no body needs you stealing decorations. You can survive one day away from her. After all, you've spent the last week in her presence every moment you could," she screamed at me as she was on her way upstairs to fetch some of the many products she had bought for the festivities.

"I think I will keep it," I stated calmly as I inhaled deeply, again. It wasn't nearly as wonderful as Bella's natural scent, but it was close. Hers was so much stronger, so much clearer. It sang to me like no other - la tua cantante.

"I'll play you for it. Rock, paper, scissors."

"Why don't you just tell me who wins?"

"I do. Excellent."

I scowled at her, but returned the bouquet to its original placement after one last breath. My room would have to do, now. I couldn't be around the flowers anymore.

EIGHT HOURS LATER, AND BELLA'S POINT OF VIEW

Alice had spent hours on me. All night she was running through the house. Periodically she would wake me up to see if I needed anything or to ask which decoration or color or something to use. Charlie had apparently spent all night sleeping… lucky him.

Just a few hours until the wedding. Just a few more hours of this torture to be with Edward. He was banned from the house, the phone, the computer, and any thoughts of me. And, I thought I had it bad.

I had been sitting in front the mirror for five hours now. At least it seemed like that. I was in full make up and dress. Alice had just gone to get herself changed. I would be walking down the aisle in just under an hour.

The door crashed open and Alice stood in her dress, looking frantic. "Oh my gosh! Bella! Mike can't make it!" she practically screamed at me.

"Oh Mike! How will I go on?" I muttered sarcastically.