A/N…..OK…OK…I know. I've been terrible. Again. I left you all hanging for waaaayyyy too long. My deepest apologies….Buttt……I would also love to thank you all for the replies you still left! I actually reached a 100 in my absence, it's amazing. Anyways, continuing with the story that was long forgotten.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight. Unfortunately, Stephenie Meyer does.
Tears that could not form really did attempt to try. They really, really tried. The world kind of blurred around me. All I saw was white and pink and black. And tawny gold. Maybe that was because I was staring into Edward's eyes as I slowly walked along the thin white silk material.
He had a smile that could light up Las Vegas for a year plastered onto his face. I felt my face mirror it, the grin almost hurting my face. I saw Alice to the side of my view, smiling just the same. I also saw she was crying those very determined tears too. I couldn't see Esme, but I could hear her. She too, was being an emotional woman.
The soft silk dress felt like a stream's water pouring over me. The air smelled like the meadow I could imagine the stream would be placed. Freesia, roses, lilies, orange, and all the people's scents mixed in too. It was absolutely divine. A treat for the nose.
My veil hung loosely over my dark auburn curls, shimmering with the small speckles of glitter embedded into it. It looked like my skin in the sunlight.
Yet the sunlight was not out, the full moon shined ever so brightly on us. It made us Cullens look even more exotic than usual.
Today, if you haven't noticed…Is my wedding day. My 257 wedding. My smile became one showing no teeth. A grim, yet happy smile. My last wedding.
I saw Tanya standing near the alter smiling nervously. I winked at her, trying hard not to laugh when she let out a sigh which I assumed was air she'd been holding for a very long time. After what seemed like the longest time I've ever endured I reached the end of the aisle. Edward took my hand, kissing it slowly. I heard a soft aw in the audience. Many humans from the town had been invited. High school friends of their, Allison's parents, the people from the hospital. Almost the entire town was here.
Alice and Esme had done a marvelous job decorating and all. I had done too many weddings I didn't want anything to do with this one. Well, you know what I mean.
The minister smiled at us and began the ceremony. I did something vampires almost never did. I spaced out. I was staring at Edward the entire time, not even hearing him when he repeated several times, "Do you Isabella Marie Volturi, take Edward Anthony Mason Cullen as your lawful wedded husband?" I felt a bobby pin smack my in the nose and I turned to look at Emmett.
His eyes were wide and innocent. "It wasn't me! Blame the pixie!" He whispered so the humans wouldn't hear. Alice was standing at the bottom of the gazebo they had rented, glaring at me. I glared back when the minister repeated himself. "Oh. Oh my. I'm sorry. Yes. I do." I said, stumbling over my words, a thing uncommon for me. "I do." I whispered. Edward grinned at me and the minister sighed. "Do you Edward Anthony Mason Cullen take Isabella Marie Volturi to be your lawful wedded wife?" He asked. I then realized how much of a mouthful our names must be. It almost made me giggle.
Edward squeezed my hand. "I do." He said, smoothly and quietly. Mr. Weber, the minister, nodded. "You may kiss the bride." We burst into smiles and Edward pulled me into his arms, lifting me up to kiss me. "Ow, ow!" I heard Emmett call.
"I'm killing your brother later." I murmured against his lips. He softly chuckled and put me down. The meadow burst into cheers. We ran, human pace, down the aisle, laughing the entire way to the house. Our audience followed us, joining in on our happiness. It was party time.
