The night I told my dad about me and Oliver was one of the scariest nights of my life! I was shaking uncontrollably and my palm was sweating even in Oliver's arctic hold.

With perfect eyes Oliver looked at me reassuringly. "It's going to be alright love, don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous...I'm terrified."

"You're afraid of telling your dad but you're not afraid of marrying a monster and soon becoming one?"

I looked away "You are a lot of things: Beautiful, smart, loving, and perfect. But I would never catogrize you as 'monster'."

Oliver grinned the crooked grin and looked away, sensing someone at the door.

"Is he home?" I asked, my stomach in knots.

He nodded.

My dad walked through the door into the living room. He looked relaxed and calm which was good, I wouldn't be keeping that look on his face for long.

"Hey Lil, Oliver. What's going on here?"

I sat up and walked over towards him with Oliver right beside me still holding my hand. "Dad, don't freak out..."

That was a bad way to start, he was already freaking out and turning a bright shade of red. "What's happening Lily?"

I was scared now, the words were stuck in my throat so Oliver had to step in.

"Mr. Truscott, we wanted to come here today and tell you that we're getting married."

He said the words with such enthusiasm and happiness it made my dad a little more relaxed.

"It's a little early isn't it? You're both just out of high school. Don't you want to wait a little bit longer?"

I shook my head, now that the worst part was over I could speak. "No, we feel that we can't wait any longer."

It then got awkward as my dad blurted "Are you pregnant?"

I was shocked and I could see Oliver holding back laughter at my dismayed expression. "No! I'm not pregnant dad, I just want to marry Oliver."

"But Lily, you're still so young, why can't you just wait another year or two?"

I shouted the first answer that came to mind. "I'm in love with him dad, that's why." I didn't add the fact I wanted to be a vampire as soon as possible to that, I didn't think he needed that detail.

"Well, then I suppose you have my blessing and I congradulate the both of you." He held out his hand to Oliver "Welcome to the family Oliver."

Oliver smiled and shook my dad's hand. "Thank you Mr. Truscott that means a lot. And I can assure you, I will take care of your daughter till the day I die."

Till he died, that was going to be a long time but that just made me feel even better about the decision I was making. The words also gave my dad some assurance as he smiled at Oliver with genuine happiness. I think now he felt Oliver was the right man for me and I was going to be happy.

Out of nowhere my dad began to laugh which made me a little edgy now. "Wait till your mother hears about this. I'm not going to be the one to tell her."

Now my fear had come back. I was going to have to face my mom now, and marriage wasn't high up on her list of wishes for me. She believed in first going to college, getting a good job, then marrying about late twenties or early thirties. Me getting married at 18 usually meant it would be a shotgun wedding.

When I called my momto tell her she was surprised but not fuming angry like I thought she would be. She was however asking me a lot of questions.

"Are you sure? Are you pregnant?" that seemed to be a favorite. "Is he pressuring you? What about college? Where are you going to live? Are you still going to get a good job and live your life?" she asked all these at once.

"Mom, don't worry about it, just...I just need your blessing."

My mom sighed "Whatever makes you happy makes me happy. You have my blessing."

I smiled and exahaled with relief "Thank you."

Remembering all this made me smile as I drove home. My parents were so supportive and happy for me but for some reason I didn't feel right. Spending my life with Oliver wasn't scary at all, it was the actual wedding. It was all being taken care of by my wedding planner and new future sister in law Miley. She was so excited about the wedding when she found out she self appointed herself as my wedding coordinator.

I knew the wedding and reception would be beautiful, I was just worried about me. What if I tripped or ripped my dress? I knew the only way to calm me down was to talk to my best friend and "man of honor" but he wasn't coming to the wedding, even though I prayed he would but he was still gone. Jackson was still missing and he had never been out of my thoughts since he disappeared.