Chapter Two- Worth It
I fumbled with the fork between my fingers.
"Your mother would like me to talk to you about a few things, since she wont be able to talk to you face to face… until another week or so." Charlie acted just as nervous as me, signally that this was nothing good, or at least something neither of us felt comfortable talking about. I just hoped it was nothing at excruciating as the 'sex' talk. I shuddered just thinking of that moment.
"So," I said, my voice cracking at one. I cleared my throat. "What did she say?"
He paused, probably deciding how to word his speech.
"Renee wasn't here like I was during that time… you know." I nodded my understanding and for him to continue. "I saw how his leaving affected you, and how easily you accepting him back into your life- even though I didn't like it. And I still think you deserve better than him."
How odd. Edward thought so too. But those two are just going to have to choke on it for a while before it goes down, I guess. Edward was mine for forever, and I'm his. If he'll be my angel, I would try to grow wings, as well.
"Anyways, she just wanted to ask a few questions." He continued. "Are you sure, Isabella? You've known him for barely over a year or two. Isn't this a little sudden?"
I shook my head. "I was hesitant at first, Dad. I was raised Renee, of all people, and I grew up thinking marriage was fatal. But with Edward that doesn't seem to apply. I love him, and need to 'tie' him to me in all ways possible. There's no way around it."
"Alright… well, I don't really want to ask this one…"
"Dad," my tone was condescending.
"Ahem," he didn't clear his throat, but the word displayed how uncomfortable he was.
"Is there any other reason you and Edward want to be married?" Charlie pulled at the collar of his police shirt.
"You don't mean to say you think…?" I trailed off puzzled, yet understanding at the same time. He didn't say anything, only shifty awkwardly in his seat.
"Dad!" I practically screamed. "I'm not pregnant! How could you think of such a thing? Edward and I wouldn't… couldn't… not yet… No!"
"Phew," He wiped a bead of sweat that appeared at his brow. "I just had to, you know, Bells? After all, you know what your mother and I went through."
"I know," I said a bit too quickly.
"Bella, I-" Whatever Charlie had wanted to tell me was interrupted my the door bell.
Whoever paid visit didn't feel the need for wait for one of us to answer the door.
"Bell- Ah! Hurry up, we've got loads to do today!" Alice chimed, prancing into the kitchen.
Charlie smiled and stood up to clear his plate.
"But I didn't even finish my breakfast. You know Edward wouldn't like it very much if you starved his bride before the wedding." I pleaded with a smirk.
She sighed and plunked gracefully down into what was Charlie's chair just a moment ago. "Very well," she commanded. "Eat."
With the mortification from out previous conversation gone, I greedily ate my meat and eggs.
Alice watched curiously with a wrinkled nose. No doubt she was intrigued by my eating, all the Cullens were. I had cooked in the never before used kitchen at their house while they all crowded around me, giving me incredulous looks as I stirred Alfredo sauce for noodles. More likely than not, it was the fact that I actually ate the food that astounded them; after all, vampires had very selective diets. Most of them were disgusted with my eating habits, but touché, I could say the same to them.
"I see you found that be-e-a-u-ti-full dress I left you. You look nice."
I blushed, stupid inconvenient blush, at the comment. "Well, nothing else matched the clip you made me wear."
Alice leaned sideways to whisper sweetly in my ear, "That was Edward's idea."
I gasped audibly, making Charlie turn from his scrubbing to me in concern. "He told me he was borrowing it from you!" I was ready to spit fire.
She grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Shh! I wasn't supposed to say anything. Yet I knew my best friend would want to know," she poked her temple twice.
I groaned. "And here I was having a good morning. You know, you're already my maid of honor. You don't need to kiss up. Its not like it's a flexible position."
"I know!" She squealed. "But the barrette looks perfect in your hair. And I really am glad to be given that honored position in your wedding, and the wedding planner, too! You should see my dress!"
"Bella?" Charlie croaked behind us. "Are those real diamonds?" He indicated the accessory in my hair.
I made another gurgled sigh and laid my head down on the table.
"Yep, they are! Doesn't Edward have good tastes?" If I could, I would cave Alice's face in for that. Okay, maybe I wouldn't- that's a little too violent for me. But there would have been consequences if she was so indestructible.
My dad whistled. "Wow. Cars and jewelry! Sheesh, Bells. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you married into royalty."
Heh, yeah; My personal Prince Charming.
I rolled my eyes as Alice giggled. "Enough, I'm ready. Let's go."
