So... I'm back again! And... I think I might have figured out a way to get more chapters sooner for you lovely people!
On my way back from up north today, I finished writing this chapter. I wrote 1,500 words in the car in about 45 minutes. Thing is, I didn't have internet connection then. So I was less distracted. So, after school, I 'm going to have to not connect to my internet if I want to get chapters out to you sooner. I think I can do it. I hope I can do it.
Another note, during the month of November, I am going to be doing NaNoWriMo. So...updates will be very VERY scarce during Nov. But, I'm going to try to get some more chapters written before hand and post those, and I'm going to TRY to have some chapters that I can post throughout November so I can concentrate on the story I'm working on.
Also, I want to read your guys' fanfics, too. So if you write any, just let me know in a comment or a PM, please! (:
11.
"Something you wanted to tell me?" Edward asked, looking into my eyes.
"Yeah," I breathed. I blinked rapidly and breathed a little bit faster.
"I just wanted to say…"
"Yeah?" he prodded, leaning toward me.
"That…"
One of his eyebrows quirked up quizzically.
"I love—"
The door burst open.
"There you are, Edward," Jasper sighed, relieved. "I've been looking everywhere for you. We've got to—"
He noticed how close Edward and I were standing and stopped talking. His eyes widened a bit and said, "Oh. Sorry for interrupting."
Jasper grabbed the door and backed out, closing the door after him.
"Wait!" I said, but he had already closed the door.
An awkward silence came upon Edward and me for a few minutes.
"Maybe we should go back out there and get ready for the wedding," I suggested as casually as I could muster up.
I reached for the door, but Edward was quicker. He stepped in front of the door, facing me and blocking me from reaching the door to make a quick escape.
"No," he said, strictly. "You had to tell me something. Tell me it," he demanded, "or we won't leave here and miss the wedding."
I immediately protested. "We can't miss it, though! You're one of the groomsmen and I'm a bridesmaid! We don't want to ruin Rose and Emmett's wedding. This is your brother's wedding, for Christ's sake, Edward!"
He smirked and I scowled.
"All you have to do is tell me and we can go to the wedding. We won't miss a thing if you say it now."
I groaned. There was no way we were going to get out of this closet until I told Edward that I loved him. I could lie, but he knew me too well, and would only recognize that I was lying.
I had no choice now.
"You really don't want to know it, though. Trust me."
"You're lying," he said, a smirk on his face.
"Fine," I said, frustrated.
Then, I leaned up on my tip-toes and kissed his lips gently. When I pulled away, his eyes were closed and his lips were parted—so kissable.
After a minute or so, his eyes slowly parted, though ended up still being halfway closed.
I wanted to bite his bottom lip which was now pouting out slightly. I restrained myself, though, by biting my own lip. Maybe he didn't like the kiss.
I couldn't believe that Alice had told me to do this. I groaned inwardly. This was just great, now, wasn't it?
"What…was…that for?" Edward asked, his breath long and hard.
My eyes popped open wide. "Ooh…God," I managed to get out. I panicked and tried to push past him again, but once again he stopped me. He was harsher than before and he slammed me up against the back of the closet.
"Oof," I huffed and then paid attention to his warm, moist hands planted tightly on my shoulder.
When I whimpered, Edward's hands loosened and I met his eyes. There was a tinge of sadness in them and it almost made me want to cry.
"Why did you…do that?" he whispered again.
"I-I love you, Edward."
"Don't lie to be," he said, his voice strained. He backed up away from be till his back was against the door. "Don't you dare lie to be, Bella. I don't need it. If you're doing this because you pity me or something, stop right now. For the love of Christ, please."
I gulped. He thought I was lying?!
I became frantic.
"I-I'm not l-lying, Edward. Y-you have t-t-to believe me. D-Don't you trust me a-at all?" I stuttered. I was on the verge of sobbing. I had finally—finally—confessed my feelings for Edward and he thought I was lying. I couldn't believe it. I threw my head back so that it hit the wall and started shaking my head.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you," I muttered, mainly to myself. "I told Alice that it would end badly. I told her." The tears were rolling down my bright red cheeks now. There was no stopping them.
I ran a hand through my hair and brushed some of the tears off of one cheek. This would only happen to me. If this was anyone else, them and their hopefully soon-to-be lover would be kissing now, or at least ecstatic that the other loved them.
But, no. It had to go all wrong with me.
Suddenly, just as quickly as Edward had backed away, he was up against me, his hands drying my tears. And a second later, they were around my waist, holding me close.
His lips were on mine a moment later, rough and demanding.
But I ignored that.
I just thought that there might be a chance that Edward did love me the way that I loved him.
His lips softened against mine as I started to respond.
Edward's right hand moved up my spine, causing me to shiver, greatly, and went to my hair, tangling in it. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, begging for entrance.
I opened my mouth quickly and his tongue entered my mouth. I moaned loudly.
The hand on my waist dropped down, sliding down my butt to my thigh. He kept going till he was at the bottom of my dress and slid his hand up, picking up my leg and placing it around his waist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Come on you two!" Jasper hollered from the other side. "I gave you long enough. Continue at the reception or when we go to Rhode Island. But, I can't be late and I was sent to get you two. I'm the best man. Come on…"
Jasper was still pleading as Edward and I broke apart, panting hard. I gulped and regained my composure, smoothing out my hair and rubbing around my lips, to remove the lip gloss that had gotten around it from the kissing. Edward opened the door and ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times as he walked out and stood next to Jasper.
"Of all the times you two could hook up," Jasper murmured, shaking his head. But he had a small smile on his face.
"Come on," he urged, turning and rushing away.
Edward placed his hand on the small of my back and nodded me forward. He guided me all the way till we got to the room that Rose was getting ready.
I sighed shakily and turned to him. "See you," I muttered and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.
I dashed inside of the room before Edward could say or do anything else. I pressed myself against the other side of the door as soon as I closed it.
"Wow. What did you two do, Bella? Your face is all red."
I jumped, startled.
"Alice," I gasped. "Where's Rose?"
"Here!" Rosalie called, coming out of a different room…with Esme trailing behind.
I stopped breathing. I guessed I should've known that Esme would be here, seeing as her son was getting married an all, but I did not expect her to be in here. (And I knew that Rosalie's mother wouldn't be here on the account that her mother was dead, as was mine.) It made sense, though. Esme was the closest thing Rose had to a mother, as did I.
Did that mean that Alice and Rosalie had told her about what I was going to tell Edward? Would she guess if she had not known before?
I clenched my teeth. "It was great," I muttered.
"Bella! You can't blush so much," she told me. "I don't want everyone seeing you blush as you walk down the aisle with Edward."
I blubbered. "Wh-What?"
She rolled her eyes. "You pair up the bridesmaids and the groomsmen to walk down the aisle together. Like Esme and Carlisle are going to be doing."
"Right, right."
After she put powder all over my face so that if and when I blushed walking down the aisle, it wouldn't show through, we got ready to walk out. When we got to the entrance where we would be walking down the aisle, Rosalie burst into tears. I placed my arm around her waist, Alice brushed the tears aside—making sure not to mess up the makeup, of course—and Esme rubbed her back soothingly.
"She alright?" I heard Jasper ask Alice.
"She'll be fine. You know, she's just nervous and really, really happy," she told him.
Rosalie mumbled, "I'm okay, I'm okay." She sighed and closed her eyes.
The doors opened a bit and someone popped their head out. "We're ready," the person said. "Esme, Carlisle, you're first."
Rosalie's father moved over to her side and I watched as he placed her hand in the crook of his elbow. A lone tear slid down my cheek. That would never happen with me. I could never have my father take me down the aisle.
I brushed it away as I heard the door close softly, meaning that Esme and Carlisle had just started walking down.
I placed my hand around Edward's elbow just like Rosalie's was and rook a deep breath as we walked up to the doors and then headed down the aisle.
The ceremony was very sweet and I ended up crying more than Rose did. So much, that at the end of the ceremony, most—if not all—of the powder Alice had put on me before had been washed away. Along with some of the mascara and eyeliner.
So, after we had gotten to the Cullen's house, she had rushed me up to Jasper's room. A room that I had not been up in for a very long time. Though, I didn't have time to see if anything was different. Probably not though, I thought, because he was now living in an apartment by himself.
My makeup was fixed, and we both headed back down the stairs, still in our bridesmaid dresses.
Us girls had decided that we were not going to change out of our wedding dresses, including Rosalie from her wedding dress for the reception.
Alice immediately went to Jasper and together they moved off to the dance floor, ready to dance.
I stood back against the brick wall of the house, watching everything happening.
Alice and Jasper were being silly with their dancing and attempting to swing dance to the sweet song that was playing. I smiled. They were just so cute together.
Carlisle and Esme were also dancing, but they were actually dancing to the beat of the music. It was so obvious to tell that they were both madly in love with each other. And they were not ashamed of it one bit. I liked that. That they would do just about anything for one another and they did not care if people knew how much the loved the other.
Rosalie and Emmett were also dancing. I tried not to laugh at how they looked together. Emmett, big and muscular, almost like a bear. And Rose, the petite blond, who was filled with grace. He looked like he was mauling her with his arms when they danced.
"Bella?"
The voice broke my trance of watching the three couples dancing.
"Why are you crying?" Edward asked with concern.
I had not even realized I was crying. And I didn't know why. Was it because I wanted to be like all three of the couples out there dancing? Because I wanted to have a relationship like they had with each other?
Edward moved in front of me, blocking my vision from the dance floor. His hands cupped my cheeks and he brushed the tears away. His touch was very careful and comforting.
Edward drew me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me tightly. My hands were still in front of me, pressing against his chest.
I buried my head in the crook of his neck, nuzzling him.
"My sweet, sweet, Bella. My love. My Bella."
He kept murmuring things like this in my ear.
We stood there for awhile and then I felt him dragging me toward something behind him. Then we were swaying to the music that was playing.
We were dancing with each other. My heart pounded fast.
Thump-a, thump-a, thump-a, over and over again.
"Did you mean what you said in there?" Edward whispered to me after we had situated. My hands were placed on the back of his neck and his arms were around me waist, holding me close.
I took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes. I meant it. Everything. I love you, Edward. I really do. I don't know how and I don't know why, but I love you and I can't stop thinking about you." I paused sighing. "All I want is you."
I looked up at him, smiling. He smiled back, with his gorgeous crooked smile. "That's exactly how I feel. It's how I have felt for the longest time I can think of."
"How far back do you remember loving me?" I asked, grinning.
He tilted his head and stared up at the sky. The sun was beginning to set.
Then he smiled big. "It must have been when you were at my house sophomore year of high school and we were watching Frosty the Snowman on Christmas and you fell asleep on me. That was the first time I heard you talk in your sleep. If I can remember correctly, you muttered something about how you didn't want to be like Frosty because he melted."
"I said that?" I said, scrunching up my nose.
"You sure did."
Edward sighed, his delicious breath caressing my face. He brought his head down and we Eskimo kissed. I giggled and then his lips mashed down on to mine and smiled even more under his lips.
So, there's chapter 12. And I really hope to get chapter 12 out next weekend-ish. Give or take a couple of days. (:
Remember scarce updates during the month of November! I'm sorry about that. But, NaNo calls to me! XD
Oh CRAP! I just remembered I have to finish an essay for Comp!
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Thanks,
Abby
