Bella's POV

I tapped my finger nails nervously against the arm rest of the plane. Could it move any faster?

I sighed in frustration. My stomach turned and I wasn't sure I could do it anymore. Again I sighed, and I knew I had to do it. It was the only way that I would know. If I didn't tell him I would spend forever wondering what would have happened if I did.

"Why are you tapping?" The little boy who looked around six that was sitting next to me asked with wonder. His mother had gone to the washroom.

"I'm a little bit nervous." I admitted to him.

He nodded but then he turned back. "Why are you nervous?"

I chuckled slightly. I knew he was going to ask that. Kids were so predictable.

"I'm going to my friend's wedding." I said sadly.

"But aren't you happy that she is getting married?" His eyes grew wide.

"Yes, I am happy for him, if it makes him happy to get married. But I'm not sure that he is happy with the girl he is going to marry." I tried to explain to him. I wasn't sure why I was even bothering to.

Again his eyes grew wide. "You are friends with a boy?" He sounded mortified.

"Yes," I laughed.

"But won't you catch cooties?" He seemed totally alarmed.

"Well I have a secret." I bent in a little closer trying to add to the act. "Cooties don't really exist." I whispered.

He pulled away and stared into my eyes. "Really?"

"Yupp." I smiled at him.

He nodded and then settled a little bit farther into his seat. I returned to staring out my window but five seconds later I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

"Yes?" I asked him with a slight smile.

"Do you have a crush on your friend? Are you going to make him marry you instead of the other girl?"

He asked me calmly as if he were asking my favourite colour.

"Jenson, don't be rude." His mother had returned and had caught his last question.

"I am so sorry. He get's curious about things." She gave me an awkward smile.

I assured her I didn't mind and sunk back into my seat further. I spent the rest of the flight staring out the window. I started to notice the clouds outside were slowly turning from fluffy white, to flat grey. We must have been getting closer to Forks. Slowly the plane drifted downwards towards the slick run way.

Within seconds of touchdown I was off springing through Seattle airport. People stared at me while I ran. I did feel a little odd wearing a shimmery brown dress while everyone else was wearing casual jeans and T-Shirts. But, I didn't have time to think about that now.

I grabbed the closest cab and breathed the address in a mouthful as I got in.

"In a hurry there miss?" He joked.

I glanced down at my watch. The wedding started in an hour.

"Yes," I told him anxiously.

He started the car lazily and pulled out, cussing slightly when people cut him off.

He glanced back at me in the rear-view mirror and took in what I was wearing.

"You going to a wedding or something?" He raised his eyebrows.

I nodded.

"I have never been to one. Whenever I watch movies there is always that one jerk that objects and then they break the couple up." He glanced back at me. My cheeks burned red.

He could see that I was uncomfortable so he stopped talking. The rest of the ride my heart pumped loudly and I repeatedly had to swallow lumps that were forming in my throat.

The driver let out a low whistle when we pulled up to the large brown house. It was decorated with white ribbons on every tree surrounding the property. Beautiful pink flower petals were scattered all over the lawn and pretty music could be heard coming from the backyard where the ceremony must be taking place.

"Thank you," I told my driver as I flicked a couple twenties over the seat.

I got out and slammed the door. As the cab drove away I lingered on the street. My heartbeat thundered in my ears. My mind was screaming at me. Screaming that this was what I had wanted to tell him for more than a year now. My mind was ready, but my legs wouldn't move.

I glanced down at them. They wobbled slightly.

Slowly I began to move them. With each step I took I grew a little bit stronger and a little bit surer of myself.

What did it matter how he felt in the end? I tried to pound that in my head as my slow feet brought me from the street to the edge of the drive.

I thought of Tanya's bony arms around his neck. My speed quickened slightly into a real paced walk.

Her hand in his hand. Again I went just a little until I was fast walking.

Him playing piano for her. I began to jog to the front door.

Her lips on his. I began to make a mad dash.

I had to tell him, whether he felt the same way or not. I didn't care. He just had to know.

For some reason deep in my heart I felt that he still held some love for me. Maybe somewhere deep deep down. I had to believe that he did.

I finally got up to the large house that sat on top of a marvellous hill. The front door was tall and wide and it was surrounded by floor to ceiling windows. I glanced inside quickly and marvelled at all of the flowers and ribbons that decorated every surface of the beautiful house. It was just how Edward wanted his wedding to be. This brought stinging tears to my eyes, but I chased them away qucikly.

Movement caught my eye at the top of the staircase. My eyes followed the stairs to the top where Tanya came into view. She took the breath from my lungs. She looked amazing in her dress. She wore a dazzling smile on her lips as she glanced around the house. Beautiful diamonds glistened from around her neck. She sparkled.

For a second I almost turned back to the road. How could I compete with her? She was so pretty. I would never look like that in a wedding dress. But then she caught sight of me in the large windows and everything changed.

Her lips turned up over her teeth and she glared at me. At first it made it worse and I really did slightly turn back to the road. But some part of me was angered by this woman. There was no way in hell Edward could marry some hag like her.

Edward needed a best friend and warmth. He needed someone who would go to a baseball game with him. Someone who would smile and listen to the songs he had written for her. Who would love him inside and out, not just because he was good looking. Someone who would wear sweats everyday if they could.

He needed me.

I threw open the door with a great amount of force.

"Edward!" His name erupted from my lips.

I took off running towards the backyard. Every wall I had ever built in my mind was smashed to pieces. There was no stopping me now.

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