I don't own these characters (Except Elizabeth) however; I do own the IRIE shirt. What can I say? It's a Robsten thing! Enjoy! ~Bre
Chapter 10: Edward's POV
My nightmare consisted of three months all packed into eight hours, but it felt so real. Was someone trying to tell me something? I have the chance to make things right before I make a stupid mistake. I ran to my bathroom, relieved that Jessica hadn't taken it. I frantically changed all of the locks in my house, gathered up the few things Jessica had here, and sat them by the mailbox. I was proud of myself for working so quickly.
"Cullen! Go put some clothes on!" Mike Newton yelled from across the street. I forgot I was graced with him as my neighbor. I looked down and saw I was in nothing but shoes and my boxers. I shot Newton the bird and walked inside, putting on some jeans and my IRIE shirt from who knows where. I quickly brushed my teeth and shaved, putting on my Oriole's cap from Bella. I wore that thing everywhere unless she stole it from me. I'm pretty sure she has a few of my shirts and a jacket or two. I didn't mind it, I knew where to find her if I ever wanted them back.
I got in my car and sped away, not even bothering with the seatbelt. I had to get to Bella and tell her I wasn't going today, I'd tell my family not to bother going – just not everyone else. Basically the entire Olympic peninsula was invited to this wedding and I doubt any of them actually cared. I was stuck behind some idiot who insisted on going five under the speed limit, in a no passing zone. I'm one of these that go fifteen over, easily.
A drive that should have taken less than ten minutes turned out to take fifteen, which was quite a lot in my opinion considering I could have already told Bella by now. I parked behind her crappy truck and shook my head. Granted she worked at the local law firm but she still earned enough money to at least buy a decent car. I can't even count the number of times I've had to come and pick her up off the side of the road.
I sprinted to the front door of her house and frantically knocked. "Come on Bella, wake up. Hurry." I murmured to myself. I heard footsteps stomping around the top floor and then down the stairs right before the door came flying open. Her hair was all over the place, more than usual.
A bewildered look came across her face and then into a frown. "Edward, what are you doing here?" She asked. Huh, I was a little hurt. No greeting, no hug, nothing.
"Well good morning to you as well," I stepped into her house and sat on her couch. "I came to see you; it was lonely at my house." I was staling, I knew I was staling. I took a deep breath. "Plus, I'm calling the wedding off." I looked over to her. Different emotions flew across her face starting with shock, relief, hope, and finally confusion.
"You're calling it off? Why?" She crossed her arms and sat on the coffee table.
I flashed my crooked smile. "Because if I'm going to get married I want my bride to be you, Bella." With that, a small gasp escaped her mouth.
So Edward is smarter than we thought. Hope you guys liked this chapter, I'm sorry it's so short. Be sure to check out 'One Day More' that I wrote. Thanks for reading!