Even though I'm utterly exhausted I decided to give you guys a little treat and release my next scene earlier then planned. This scene takes place during Breaking Dawn, Edward is up in his room thinking before the wedding begins. Hope you guys like it, please leave reviews even if they are anonymous. I have a ton of readers but no reviews haha I don't know if that is good for bad. The next scene I release will be from the honeymoon so all you hopeless romantics get stoked. I know this scene is a little bit short but a wedding as perfect as theirs should be more simplistic in my opinion. Knock yourselves out here's your Edward fix!
The night of the wedding I found myself up in my room pacing out of nervousness. Pacing…me, a vampire who had no need to do anything but sit still, motionless like a rock. I was not nervous about things running smoothly. I knew Alice had it all under control. I had to admit I was glad she got a little carried away because everything looked beautiful and I could see touches of Bella in everything.
I was nervous about being so close to having Bella forever; thinking that something might go terribly wrong and it's all taken away from me. I started to think it was a bad idea I secretly invited Jacob. What if she sees him and suddenly decides she'd rather snuggle up to a hairy dog every night then a cold lifeless stone.
I felt horrible pangs of guilt in my stomach knowing he could give her so much more than I could. Not only was I denying her a normal human life, but she wanted me to take life from her. I could never give her children or a beautiful sunlit life in Arizona. I almost did it, I almost ran. I would leave through the window and only return to my family once Bella was long over me and happily married to that mutt.
It's a good thing at that very moment Carlisle knocked on my door. "Come in," I replied frustrated that he had just cut off my moment of determination. He looked at me like any proud, doting father would. Surely excited to see me have everything I ever wanted; everything except a pulse. "Here, I had these made just for today," he said handing me a small white box. I opened it and inside sat a set of silver cuff links. I was a little confused being as I already had cuff links on.
As I examined them I noticed what made them so special. Each link bore engraved initials of "EM", one for Edward Masen, my father, and the other Elizabeth Masen, my mother. Before I could speak he interjected, "These are so you remember your parents are with you every step of the way; and they would be so proud to see the kind of husband you'll be." I hugged Carlisle as tightly as our bodies could press together.
Carlisle could have given me anything for a wedding gift. Money was no object for us Cullens. But, he gave me something I secretly needed, my parents' approval and love. To me these little silver cuff links were the closure I needed. Somewhere inside of my heart I wished my mother and father could see me on this day; so they could see the amazing girl who wanted me for me. A girl who loved me so deeply she already chose to have me in life and in death. Tonight, when I take her hand in marriage, I'd be taking her little hands in mine, surrounded by my parents love.
"It's about time," Carlisle smiled at me. It was a fairly warm August evening. I was glad that Forks finally gave my girl a little bit of warmth especially on her big day. I looked over at Alice and gave her an extremely gracious nod of approval. I had seen my sisters make beautiful brides. I have felt envy towards Jasper and Emmett, but tonight was all mine.
Every moment up until the very second I saw her seemed like a blur. There she stood, radiating beauty that no man deserved to witness. She could have been wearing any dress; we could have been standing in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't stop staring into her eyes the entire time she walked towards me. I hadn't slept in over a hundred years and yet, I knew I must be dreaming. This stunning girl could not be for me. On the inside I was trembling when she reached my side. I was worried I wouldn't be able to remember my vows. She put her little hand out, adorned with my mother's ring. I took it gently into mine and I knew I was truly ready to make her my wife. Mine forever.