Breaking Dawn take 2.

I do not own Twilight, New Moon or Eclipse. Stephenie Meyer does.

---Chapter 3: Promise---

I had myself and the kitchen cleaned up before Edward returned. Charlie questioned me when I went up to my bedroom early, but I just shrugged and said that my feet were hurting. The plate hadn't given me too much damage, but there wer a couple of glass shards wedged in my foot. Pulling out the glass still wasn't as painful as the glass plates I landed on at my birthday party.

At the top of the stairs I attempted to open my door, but it opened by itself. A pair of disturbed black eyes met my own. I smiled at seeing Edward, but then changed my expression to a frown when I really noticed that his eyes were onyx.

I sighed, "What's wrong? What happened?"

His arm wrapped around my waist while he kicked his foot back and silently closed the door shut.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? Alice said that you dropped a couple of glass plates on your feet. I came back as soon as I could, but it was too late. Emmett had me occupied in a wrestling match while you were napping. He had been nagging me all week, so he took the opportunity to his advantage. I'm sorry for not being there when you woke up.

"So," he sighed, setting me down on my bed, "what happened?"

"You know my clumsiness," I lied.

He smiled crookedly. "That's not what Alice saw. Remember, there no secrets when you're a member of the Cullen family," he said, tapping his head. "Now, tell me what really happened.

"First, let me ask you a question," I retorted, frowning. "If there are no secrets in the Cullen family than why did you send a wedding invitation to Jacob behind my back?"

For the first time in my life, and probably his, Edward was speechless. Crossing my arms over my chest, I waited for an answer.

"I admit it, I did send Jacob Black an invitation. Wait! Before you say anything," he said, crouching next to my bed, eye level with me, "I have my reasons."

His eyes turned solid black as he spoke. "Well, if, things had gone the other way, if you… If you had chosen him, I would have wanted the option. I apologize for going against your wishes, Bella. Can you forgive me?" He asked, his coal black eyes melting.

Of course I'll forgive you, Edward. I love you, remember?" I cracked a smile. "I just want to know why you didn't tell me. It was a considerable option, you know, but we could've compromised."

"That was lackadaisical of me, but really, there must be something greater that's bothering you," he murmured, fastening a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. I centered my eyes on his, and those molten eyes made me want to pour my heart out to him.

My breath and pulse quickening, I divulged my problem. "J-Jacob ran away!" I exclaimed, a few stray tears betraying me. Edward leaned forward, collecting me in his arms. I pulled myself away and noticed the wet mark on Edward's shirt from my crying.

"Damn it!" I cursed. "I promised!" Internally, I kicked myself. Literally, I grabbed the comforter off of my bed and chucked it at my desk. Then, I grabbed one of my pillows and put it to my face, screaming into it. This had lasted for a few minutes before I finally calmed down.

I stared at a wide-eyed Edward, who had never seen this psychotic side to me. Marginally better tears escaped me this time, as I ran into Edward's marble-hard embrace.

"I am so sorry for, for," I struggled to find a word, "that."

He hushed me, picked me up, and sat down in the rocking chair, never letting me go. I turned in his lap, looking up into his eyes.

"May I ask what 'that' was?" he inquired politely, his sweet breath fanning my face.

"That was me breaking promises again." I sighed, not wanting to continue. How would Edward react if I told him that I promised myself that I would never cry over Jacob again in front of him? Not well, I surmised.

"Promises? Like when you acted reckless and childish just to hear me?" I flinched at the memory, and Edward's gaze turned guilty. I clasped his hand in mine, tightening my grasp.

"Well, I'm afraid at what your reaction will be," I murmured.

"Nonsense, Bella," he encouraged, stroking my hand delicately with his fingers.

"You see, I promised myself a long time ago that I wouldn't shed another tear for Jacob," I whispered. "Especially in front of you," I added under my breath, but he heard every word.

"Oh Bella!" he exclaimed, squeezing me tighter.

"You're not angry with me?"

"How could I be? You're so selfless, so caring. You gave up your emotions for your best friend so that it wouldn't offend me. How could I be angry at that?"

"Oh Edward!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and he laid a chaste kiss on my lips.

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As promised, the next day was filled with wedding shopping. Since Alice had already chosen my wedding gown, we just had to shop for bridesmaid dresses. Alice picked me up at nine o'clock. She, along with Rosalie and Esme, were extremely excited. I was too, because there was no trying on clothes involved on my part.

According to one of Alice's visions, the perfect dresses would be found in Tacoma. I had never been to this city in Washington, so I was looking forward to a new experience. Rosalie explained how when the Cullens first came to Forks those many years ago, she had chosen her wedding dress that year in Tacoma, too. Although I'm sure the dress styles changed drastically in that large time span.

Alice asked me silly questions on the car ride, I assumed just to pass time. She had asked what kind of flowers I wanted for centerpieces, for my bouquet, and for the bridesmaids' bouquets. I suggested freesias, and Alice had agreed.

The rest of the car ride followed suit. Before long, we were in Tacoma.

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