BPOV

As my mother tapped the microphone to see that it was indeed on absolute

horror rushed through my veins. All I could think about was how Edward was

going to get to see just how insane my psycho family was.

"Hello everyone for coming out tonight and for bringing your own drinks."

My mother laughed and when no one else laughed at her hilarious joke she

cleared her throat and moved on.

" We're so happy that our Rosalie has found Emmet and not just because he's

loaded but because , as you can obviously see by looking at those two, he

obviously loves her. Now if only we could find someone like that for Bella

our lives would be complete." My head snapped up so fast that I think that I

might now have whiplash. My mother looked at me and smiled as she

continued to open all of those old wounds that I had worked so hard to cover

up.

" You see we always thought that we would marry of Bells first seeing as how

she was always so popular with the boys, and we came very close once but

you all now how that one crashed and burned."

She laughed again and I looked around the room to see the horror over my

father's face as well as everyone else's in the room except for my mother. I didn't dare look up at Edward because I feared that if I looked up he would

be long gone. But then felt his strong, solid hand grasp my own and squeeze it

gently. Just as Renee was about to say something that would no doubt make

everyone in the room pity me more, I heard someone bang on the piano and

looked over to see Jacob my ex distracting everyone from Renee and getting

her to stop at the same time. I breathed a sigh of relief as someone shouted,

" To the bride and groom!" Everyone else echoed his subtle call to change the

subject and get back to celebrating Rose's and Emmet's upcoming wedding.

And with the end of that toast my mom stepped down from the stage and I

said to Edward," I need a drink." he nodded in understanding and took my

arm and steered me towards the bar. We sat down and ordered two glasses of

bourbon. As I sat down and the bartender handed us our drinks Rosalie came

over in her prenuptial splendor and looked at me with those piercing blue

eyes and said," Can I have that?" That slow, tension filled smile spread across

my face as I pushed my glass towards her. She then took a straw and put it in

her mouth and motioned for me to push the glass further towards her. Edward

gave me his glass and motioned for the bartender to get him another bourbon

and put his arm firmly around my shoulder. I took his hand and looked down

at the counter's I played with his fingers. Emmet came over and tried to

dance with Rose but both of them were too drunk to stand up much less

dance properly.

"See this is what he gets for waiting till two days before the wedding to take

dance lessons."

"Oh come on babe who really takes dance lessons for a wedding"

Edward piped in with that crooked grin on his face and said," Just about

everyone."

Emmet frowned and then insisted that we would now have to take dance

lessons with them not only because I couldn't walk a straight line sober but

because I was also the maid of honor. So reluctantly I and Edward agreed to

meet them at the dance studio Sunday. This should be interesting to say the

least.

AN: Again sorry for taking forever but I would appreciate any feedback available. Next chapter: sleeping arrangements.