Wait! You did What?
EPOV
I sat on the couch in the suite at the hotel waiting for Bella to finish in the shower, which she very sweetly asked me to leave about 10 minutes ago claiming I was distracting and muttering something about "stupid husband… make us late… ends in horrifying shopping experience with scary sister-in-law." I couldn't hold the chuckle in as I thought to our activities 3 hours ago
Standing next to our designated minister/Elvis I watched as my love slowly walked down the small chapel's isle in a white strapless sundress that fell at her knees, it snitched at her waist, hugged her top, and puffed at the bottom. When she realized she had it at the hotel she couldn't stop bouncing, she said she had brought it for the shopping trip Alice was going to subject her to, as she always had to be in style, but she wanted comfort to accommodate her and Alice's desires. Regardless there she was white dress, black flip flops, hair cascading down in big curls, no make-up, and a glorious smile- she was just her, and I am thankful everyday for that. Soon she arrived next to me took my hand and I winked at her as I began to see tears build in her eyes. Elvis said the traditional vows, his Pricilla blew bubbles at us after he had announced I was able to kiss the bride- which I did with a full body dip. We signed the necessary papers, paid and made our way back to our room, barely able to shut the door without ripping our clothes off. I looked into my love's eyes and smiled before whispering "Mrs. Cullen would you do me the honor of helping me test the bounce of that mattress," to which my bride smiled, grabbed my hand and once again launched herself on to the bed, but this time with me in tow.
"What are you laughing about?" Bella's voice brought me back to the present. After a quick shake of my head I looked over to my wife who was wearing a simple black cocktail dress and a pair of black ballet flats, and smiled before I got up and scooped her up twirling her around the room. After our laughter had died down I looked into her deep chocolate eyes and stated "just the perfection of our wedding and the joy of what our marriage will bring our lives." Bella smiled sweetly and kissed me quickly on the limits before reminding me we needed to leave.
As I stepped out into the hallway with Bella's tiny hand in mine, I stopped dead in my tracks as a thought crept into my mind Jasper is going to kill me, he will shoot me dead, and Alice- and my mother, Esme, will only not stop him, but help him hide my body in different parts of the globe. Sure I had asked Charlie's permission last weekend to ask for Bella's hand, and informed him I planned on asking during our trip, but at the time I hadn't planned on actually getting married the same day, but with the turn of events and my almost certain death another thought plunked itself into my brain Charlie is the chief of police, he has connection, meaning my murderers will get off scotch free. Bella noticing my panic squeezed me hand and looked me straight in the eye: "I will not let Jasper, or Alice or anyone else harm you, we did this for us, for the marriage, and the wedding was perfect for us and if they love us they will understand and congratulate us… and maybe offer to up our suite to the honeymoon one…" she trailed off with a wink, and another and squeeze and began dragging me to the restaurant to face our doom.
Once we reached the hostess
podium she led us to our table as everyone in our party was already
seated and waiting. Bella dragged me along as I seemed to have gained
thirty pounds in my feet since my epiphany about my certain death.
Once we reached the table she pulled Jasper up and hugged him tightly
and congratulated him on his promotion. We greeted the rest, while I
pulled Bella's chair out for her and took my own seat beside her.
As
Bella brought her water to her lips a loud screech caused her
to sputter some of the drops out of her mouth "OHMYGODOHMYGOD, He
finally asked!" as the whirlwind known as my cousin, Alice launched
herself at Bella and continued to squeal. Jasper gave me a nod in
congratulations and hugged his sister once his wife was removed from
her. Emmett and Rosalie who were chuckling about the whole exchange
gave us their well wishes and support. That was when I made my
mistake. I reached for my menu with my left hand and Emmett, my
loving, unobservant brother noticed the light that reflected off of
my white-gold band.
"Dude, Eddie, what is that on your hand?" and with that everyone's attention was focused on Bella and I. As I prepared my answer, Bella spoke up, "Edward asked me to marry him today, we didn't want to wait, and didn't need the whole whoopla of a big wedding, so we went to the chapel a few blocks away and got married," the statement was to the point, and she sounded so sure and filled with love and proud at our decision and then she spoke up again "Oh, before you ask, we were one hundred percent sober." She directed this statement at Emmett. After she was I looked at the four faces in front of me, one of shock, one of understanding, one was staring Bella down waiting for her to say this is a joke, while the last one, was staring me down. The last one began to speak and cut through the silence like a knife "Edward you know I like you, you've been my best friend since senior year at UofW, but" Jasper paused for a moment "if you hurt my sister I will kill you," at this he stood up, stalked towards me and motioned for me to stand. As I did Jasper placed an arm around me "Welcome to the family and thank you for one, not making me wear a tux and pose for a bunch of pictures, and two marrying Bella in a way that made her beam like that. I'm proud to call you my brother."
As I sat down, Bella began to explain our tale after Rosalie asked for the events. During this whole exchange Alice did not say one word, she kept shifting her blue eyes between me and Bella. Once Bella finished the story, Alice piped in- her voice low and threatening "I will make you pay for this Isabella Cullen and I am sure along with Esme's help and support there will be a reception if not a vow-renewal. Mark my word dear sister, there will be shopping involved; and cousin of mine I have not forgotten about you, but I will leave your mother to deal with you." The only thought at that moment was oh shit!
