Greetings. Although I have other, mulitple accounts, I like creating new ones for the sake of not being known.
This, however, is my first story, ever, for Twilight.
So, blah blah blah, I don't own Twilight. I rely too much on spell checker, and am horribly Australian, so if you notice things sounding different then normal, my fault, sue me. (Not literally)
While this story starts out nice, chances are it will start getting darker. Don't take everything for granted in the first chapter, I like to screw with peoples minds.
All that being said and done.
Enjoy!
The rain had halted, like an omen, the fine drizzle had cleared, leaving the sky blanketed lightly with clouds.
I looked out the window of the dressing room, Alice could have seen the sun coming out, but it still had me worried. Months of preparation had wound down to this, a local town hall, decorated by the Cullen girls, enough food to feed a small country for a year, and me in a wedding dress, standing in a dressing room, flanked by my bridesmaids.
Alice was fussing over my makeup, messing with two identical mascaras and trying to decide which one would suit me. Rosalie was staring at herself in one of the large mirrors, adjusting her soft lavender dress so it sat perfectly, long blond hair twisted up with flowers through it.
"Perfect." Alice declared, stepping back to admire her handiwork. Glancing in the mirror, I could see my eyes, made to look large and open, set off by the white wedding dress, and the veil, soon to be lowered over my face.
Someone rapped softly on the door, and it opened to reveal Esme and Renee, Esme beamed, seeing me, and Renee burst into tears, of happiness or despair, I couldn't tell.
"You ladies ready?" Charlie asked, seeing him dressed nicely in his tux made my insides twist, and I gave a nervous smile, rising to my feet.
"Try not to trip." Alice advised. "And don't cry, it'll ruin the makeup." Rosalie just calmly gathered up her bouquet, handing me mine and Alice hers.
Renee kissed me on the cheek, helping me lower my veil.
Before me, the aisle seemed to become impossibly long, and all I could think of was breathing, and not tripping, one hand on Charlie's arm, like a steady pillar. The roses in my hands gave off a fresh fragrance, and everyone watched me as I walked, love in their eyes. Finally we made it to the end, where Charlie gave me away.
Edward watched as I took my place at his side, and took my hands in his, and words were spoken, it was quiet for a moment when I realised that it was my turn to speak, but all rational thoughts had escaped me, and all I could see was the people in the hall. None of the Quileutes had come, despite the invitations, people from school were beaming up at us, the happy couple, Renee was smiling, though I knew she was silently worrying, Alice's face had paled, and when I turned to look at her, she gave me a stern look. She knew what was coming, even before I knew, she had known.
My silence was starting to confuse people, I could see smiles star to fade slightly, and Alice gave a subtle nudge to my back.
My eyes filled with tears as I contemplated what I was about to do.
"I can't do this." I told Edward softly, his smile started to fade, and I shook my head. "I'm so sorry." I told him, taking my hands from his, I turned to the rest of the hall and began to walk away from the only thing I thought had ever mattered to me.
People began to rise, like they were going to stop me somehow, and Alice and Rosalie stood there, dumbstruck, Rosalie more than Alice. Esme looked as shocked as everyone else, but Renee, I could have sworn the glint in her eye was victory.
But I walked past them, ignored there looks, the pain in my chest felt like my heart was going to tear, my lungs were short of breath and my stomach was a nest of snakes.
My hands pulled at my veil, tearing it from my hair, and pulling the pins that held my hair in its elegant twist, I got to the door of the hall and kicked off my kitten heeled shoes, part of me, the part in denial, was amazed at my ability to go as long as I did without falling.
As I opened the doors and walked outside, the heavens opened, and rain began to pour down, I turned my face to the sky, feeling water mingling with my tears and only one thought going through my mind
I was free.
"I'm not saying what you did was a good thing." Renee commented as we lowered a clean set of sheets onto my bed.
We were home, not home in Jackson, or Forks, but in Phoenix, because no matter how I warmed to Forks, Renee had never lost her love of Phoenix. Phil had welcomed the move, home, it seemed, had great drawing power.
"Mom, admit it, you're happy." I told her as we tucked in sheets. My bed, in an unfamiliar house, our old one having been sold some time ago. I was still getting used to it.
Our plane had landed earlier that day, Phil and Renee had only just started unpacking things, so all my possessions I had left behind were carefully stored in boxes, waiting for me to unpack them, along with my bags from Forks, retrieved from Charlie's house.
"Baby, you're just so young. Give it a few more years, maybe you'll decide you do want to get married." Renee assured me with a hand on my shoulder.
"Mom, I broke Edward's heart and dumped him at the alter." I protested, shrugging off her hand and moving downstairs our spacey home.
"He left you before, he broke you, and maybe you two needed some time to work out what you really want." Renee said, as she followed me. She had been trying to comfort me about my decision, it wasn't working.
"Who does?" Phil asked, he was in charge of unpacking kitchen boxes and was currently deciding where cooking pots should go. Directing him towards a corner cupboard, I opened out fridge to see if someone had put food in it yet.
"None of your business." I snapped at Phil's question. I instantly felt bad about it, but he seemed to shrug it off. Looking over my shoulder, he observed the lack of food in the refrigerator.
"Takeout?" He proposed. I sighed and shut the fridge, digging up the box that contained local food menus.
Phil had the sense, when he picked up our food order, to also grab groceries, such as milk and cereal, the milk he was currently drinking from out of the carton.
"So honey." Renee said as she used a fork to dig through a food box. "Why did you leave him?"
I took a moment, to clear my thoughts and to concentrate on breathing, enjoying what little calm there was.
I'm so sorry.
"I'm eight weeks pregnant." I told them. "With another man's baby."
Phil sprayed milk all over the table, while the blood drained from Renee's face.
"I think I'll leave you ladies to talk." Phil announced, making a bolt for the back door, while I sat there under the scrutiny of Renee's stare.
"Please tell me this is a joke." She said, looking like the apocalypse was upon her.
"I found out three days before the wedding." I explained quietly. "I needed time to think, but everything was happened so quickly."
"Oh honey." Renee said sympathetically. "How could you be so stupid?! You had a nice boyfriend, who wanted to do the right thing and marry you, he had nice family, he had money, but most of all he was perfect! And you slept with someone else."
"I couldn't get married and not know if it was the right thing!" I exclaimed. "I loved Edward, more than anything, but Jake loved me, and everything was confusing."
"So you cheated on your fiancé, just to find out of you loved him that much?" Renee asked, clearly as confused as I felt. "Bella, what were you thinking?"
"Jake was my friend, but his people, and the Cullen's, it's confusing, but they told me, one or the other, once I was married to Edward, I couldn't see Jake again, I didn't know what to do." I cried. Tears made their way down my cheeks, and Renee pulled me into a hug.
"Poor, poor Edward." She said, as she patted my back. I pulled away from her.
"Poor Edward?" I asked. "What about me?"
"Please, that poor boy must think you don't like him or something, this will haunt him forever." Renee said. "Call him." She handed me the phone.
"And say what?" I asked, moving around the kitchen and putting away more kitchen equipment, I needed something to do.
"Anything, tell him you love him." Renee declared.
"Then what?" I snapped, throwing things down with unnecessary force. "Hi honey, sorry I left you at the alter, then fled town, let's try again in November, when I'll be eight months pregnant, fat and miserable, oh, did I mention the person you hate most got me knocked up?" I mimicked.
"You're thinking about actually going through with this pregnancy?" Renee asked, looking almost horrified.
"Mom, I love and respect you, but this is the twenty first century, people have babies out of wedlock."
"Don't speak to me like that Bella." Renee cautioned. "You can't be serious, babies require work, they require money, you're still in College."
"I know that, I'm not stupid okay, but really, you set a good example that women can be single mothers."
"Honey, when I had you, I was educated, I was married, before I left your father, I had support when you were very young, but doing this alone from the start is going to be more difficult than that." Renee lectured.
"I know okay!" I declared. "But, I'm going to do this, because I really don't see a way around this, Jake doesn't need this on his shoulders."
Phil chose than moment to come in through the back door.
"Everything okay?" He asked cautiously.
"You're not having an office." Renee said, Phil and I looked at her confused. "The room that was going to be the office, is going to be the nursery, I won't let you do this alone Bella, and I'm going to help. We are going to help."
With a cry of happiness, I leapt at her and hugged her.
The doctors office was full of people, I shuffled nervously closer to Renee as someone near me coughed loudly. I could see pregnant people, one girl, dressed all in black, looked about as young as me, but what caught my attention was her black shirt, straining around her large pregnant belly, she didn't look nervous, or frightened, she looked bored. A middle age woman, sitting near the goth girl, was bouncing a small child on her knee, huge diamond wedding ring dancing in the light, she threw a dirty look at the goth girl, or to be more precise, her swollen stomach, and moved slightly away from her, like it was contagious.
I glanced down at the reading material, magazines that were older than I was and a children's book that was falling to pieces and looked like something had been chewing on it, not the most appealing.
"Isabella Swan?" Someone called, I practically ran over, dragging Renee with me. We were led into a small office, where a balding middle age man read a sheet of paper in front of him.
"Well, blood work's back and congratulations, you are expecting." He said this with a monotone voice that made me doubt the existence of his personality, but the words were a little more important.
"When?" I asked, the doctor squinted at me. "When am I due?" I asked, I had some rough idea, but it never hurt to hear it from a professional.
"I can't tell by this, but I can schedule an ultrasound, as well as several prenatal appointments over the coming months." The doctor said, not looking at Renee and me, but the wall behind us. I made a mental note to get another doctor. Renee must have had the same thoughts, because she got to her feet, dragging me with her.
"Thank you so much for your time, well make those appointments." Her false cheery voice sounded fake, but the doctor didn't seem to care.
"Well that was an experience." I muttered as soon as we were out of the office. Renee laughed.
"Edward is coming back." Alice announced as she bounced into the room, the remaining Cullen 'children' turned to look at her. They were taking advantage of playing poker when Edward wasn't around to read minds and Alice wasn't predicting the winner. It didn't help that Jasper could feel someone when they got good cards, or that Emmett was leaning over enough to look down Rosalie's shirt, that his cards were all on display.
"Where was he?" Jasper asked, Alice shrugged and skipped out of the room, Emmett stood up.
"We'd best go greet the prodigal son." He announced, Rosalie and Jasper put down their cards and followed suit.
Edward came walking out of the forest, soaking wet, but seemingly uncaring. Stray rays of sunlight were breaking through the clouds, making parts of his skin shimmer, he was oblivious to it all.
"Hey man, you missed the party." Emmett said, as Edward walked towards the house.
"Shut up Emmett." Rosalie hissed, slapping the back of his head.
Edward ignored all of them, walking past into the house, where a loud smashing could be heard from the inside.
"Looks like we'll be needing that new TV after all." Alice sighed. The four of them stood outside, wondering whether it was safe to go back inside.
"Why couldn't you have seen this coming Alice?" Rosalie asked, glaring at her sister.
"I did, just not until we were standing there.' Alice protested. "I don't think Bella's coming back."
"Great." Jasper muttered. "Another few centuries before someone like Bella comes along, he's going to be as happy as a grizzly."
"I don't think there was someone else for him, now or ever, it's always been Bella, and now, she's gone." Alice said.
"Well, that settles it." Rosalie exclaimed. "We're going to find her, tie her up and drag her back here, even if it's the last thing we do."
"And do tell Rose." Emmett said, sliding an arm around her shoulders. "Where might Bella be?"
"Well, genius, might I suggest we ask her father?" Rosalie snapped, Emmett drew his arm away.
"Good point." He nodded.
"I'll go find Esme and Carlisle." Jasper announced.
With that, they parted ways.
Charlie sat in his empty house, nursing a beer and a heavy heart. He knew his daughter was going to leave eventually, all her things were packed up, ready to be moved to the Cullen's house for when she became Mrs. Cullen, but the last thing he expected was for her to walk away.
He had protested the marriage, tried to get Bella to think about it a little more, but she had been stubborn, and with a diamond the size of a doll's head on her finger, he could help but feel like it was going to drag her down.
He knew from experience.
Seeing Renee and her new husband was like a kick in the guts, when Bella had come back, he thought about moving on, seeing other people, not moping over Renee's pictures and their wedding photo. But he had adjusted, even started to like the guy, but what Bella had done racked him with guilt.
Hours after she had walked away from the ceremony, Sam had found her wondering along the Quileute border, still in he wedding dress, soaked to the bone.
He didn't know if they had words, but Sam had drove her to the house, where Renee and Phil were waiting.
Bella hadn't hesitated, she disappeared upstairs and came down, fully dressed, told them that they were leaving. She wasn't going to stay in Forks.
They had spent three days in Port Angeles, before flying out to Phoenix.
It had only been two weeks, Charlie could already see dirt creepy into the house, and dishes were piling up, as well as pizza and Chinese boxes.
He missed Bella.
Aha my pretties. Let's break it down.
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