A/N: Twilight and all characters associated with it do not belong to me. What I do have are two worn out babies! We had a very long day today, and a very late night. We tucked them in and hopefully they sleep in tomorrow! We took them to see the drag races today, and my three year old has informed me that she wants to drive a race care when she gets older. Isn't that just swell? (Please note the sarcasm) Song for this chapter-"Dog days are over"-Florence and the Machine.
I woke up pretty early Saturday morning, and decided to go for a run. I changed into some work out clothes, left Edward a note and headed out. The cold air felt great against my skin, and I ended up running four miles. I was feeling so energized I probably could have run more, but I didn't want to push my body past its limits. Edward was still asleep when I got back so I took a quick shower, and decided to make breakfast. I started a pot of coffee, and mixed up some pancake batter adding fresh blueberries to it. I munched on the blueberries while I made the pancakes, and when the coffee was ready I poured myself a big cup of it, adding my goodies.
I set the table, and plated up pancakes for both of us and then went to wake Edward up. He looked so peaceful I almost felt bad for disturbing him. Almost. I ran and jumped on the bed, and started shaking him roughly. He groaned loudly and tried to hit me with his pillow, but I managed to dodge out of the way. I laughed, and shook him again.
"Isabella Marie Swan. If you know what's good for you you'll stop." He grumbled. "I'm sorry there's no one here by that name." I smarted shaking him again. He popped his head, and stared at me with a goofy grin on his face. "Oh, that's right. We're married now." He said throwing an around my waist and pulling me to me. He started tickling me with his other hand and I was laughing so hard I had tears coming out of my eyes.
"Uncle! Uncle!" I cried out in between fits of laughter. He chuckled and continued to tickle me. "Stop! I said uncle! I give up! You win!" I exclaimed. My sides were starting hurt from laughing so hard, but it felt good to be laughing. "I made blueberry pancakes." I stated, knowing that would get it him to stop. And it worked like a charm. He stopped tickling me immediately, and eyed me suspiciously.
"You better not be lying Mrs. Cullen." He threatened. I grinned up at him and shook my head. "I even used fresh blueberries." I coaxed. He jumped out of bed and made a beeline for the kitchen. I followed behind him with a smile on my face. He was already seated at the table, pouring syrup on his pancakes when I came in and sat across from him.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked with a mouthful of pancakes. I shrugged. "I just felt like being nice today." I joked. He chuckled and shook his head at me. We finished our breakfast, and I cleaned up the kitchen while Edward went to take a shower. Once I was finished in there I went into the bedroom and stripped our bed down; putting the sheets and pillow cases into the washer. I sat down on the couch, and turned the television on more for noise than anything else.
"I have some tests I need to grade before Monday so I'm going to go knock those out real quick." Edward said as he came into the living room. "Okay. Don't forget we're going out tonight." I reminded him. He smiled. "Yes dear. Anything else?" He asked sarcastically. "You're asking for it Cullen." I warned playfully. He laughed and walked towards the office. I turned the channel to a good music channel, and grabbed a book to read. Thirty minutes later I was still on the first page. I loved to read when I was in the mood for it, but obviously today wasn't one of those days. I went to put our sheets in the dryer, and put our blankets in the washer and then walked back into the living room. I was bored. I decided to paint my toes a new color, and went into the bathroom to fetch the nail polish.
I looked through the bag at least five different times, and finally decided on neon orange. I loved bright colors; it didn't matter that no one would see my toes. Besides I was in a good mood today so I wanted to keep things nice and bright. I grabbed the finger nail polish remover, and removed the old polish off my toes and then started painting away. That took all of about ten minutes. Ugh. I walked into the bedroom to pick an outfit for tonight. I looked through every piece of clothing I owned, and finally decided on a pair of low rise blue jeans, and a black spaghetti strap top. Though it was freezing outside inside the club was bound to be hot with all those people; besides that's what coats were for.
I heard the dryer buzz so I went and pulled the sheets out, put the blankets in there, and went to make our bed. I yawned loudly, and glanced at the clock. It was barely after eleven. Fuck me. I made my way into the office, and poked my head in. "I'm going to lay down for a bit. When the dryer buzzes will you please pull the blankets out and put them on the bed?" I asked with a big cheesy grin. "Yes dear. He replied with a laugh. I went back into the living room, and lay down on the couch pulling a throw blanket on top of me. It didn't take long before I was dozing off. Getting up at six in the morning after not going to bed until after two am probably wasn't the brightest idea I'd ever had, but taking a nap definitely was.
I woke up around five o'clock feeling very refreshed. Edward was passed out on the chair in awkward angle. I folded up the blanket and set it on the back of the couch, and then walked into the kitchen. I pulled some hamburger and put in the microwave to defrost. We were supposed to go out tonight, but I hated eating at the clubs we went to so a home cooked meal it was. I pulled out a big pot, filled it with water, and put it on the stove to boil. I chopped up some romaine lettuce, and mixed up a Caesar salad, fried the hamburger and boiled the noodles. I mixed the sauce with noodles and hamburger, put it all on the table and went to wake Edward up.
We ate dinner quickly, and I cleaned up the kitchen while he went to take a shower. Once I was finished I headed into the bedroom and got dressed. As soon as Edward was finished in the bathroom I went in to apply some make up and curl my hair. I put a pony tail holder around my wrist just in case, and slipped on my black ballet flats. Ten minutes later we walked out the door and headed to Port Angeles. Once there Edward let me out at the door, and he went to park the car. He met me inside the door, and we headed deeper into the club to find our group.
"Hey! Finally! Jeez, why are you guys always the last ones to show up?" Alice greeted hugging us both with one arm. "So sorry to have kept you waiting. How much have you had to drink already?" I asked with a smirk. She smiled widely. "A few. Let's go order some shots!" She exclaimed clapping her hands together excitedly. Before I could protest she grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind her to the bar. She ordered three rounds of shots and some margaritas for us girls as well, and I helped her carry the trays back to the table.
"Let's make a toast!" Rosalie suggested holding up a shot glass. We each grabbed a shot, and held them up in the air. "To the newlyweds! May your lives be filled with happiness, and love, and lots of babies!" Emmett boomed. "Cheers!" We all shouted, clinking our glasses together. I did four more shots, and started drinking a margarita. An hour later I was having a good time, and starting to feel the buzz from the alcohol. I'd lost count of the number of shots I'd done, but I was on my fourth margarita. We were just sitting there talking and laughing, having a good time. This was the most relaxed I'd felt in a long time, and I was grateful to my friends for suggesting we go out.
"I want to dance! Come on, Bella! Let's go dance!" Rosalie slurred. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along onto the dance floor. We started swaying along to the music, and before long Alice joined us. We shimmied and shook, dancing along with every song the DJ played. Eventually we headed back to the table for some more drinks. We did some more shots, and I grabbed another margarita.
"I think we should be heading home soon, love. It's getting pretty late, and you're driving me crazy dancing like that." Edward murmured in my ear. "Aw, come on. Just a little longer please? I'm having so much fun." I pleaded, giving my best pouty face.
"Don't make her leave yet! Come on, Eddie! We're celebrating your wedding here!" Alice exclaimed jutting out her bottom lip. "It's after two in the morning!" Edward argued. "The club doesn't close until four." Rosalie pointed out with a smirk.
"Pleeeeaaaaassseeee." The three of us girls pleaded at once. Edward chuckled and shook his head. "Fine. We'll stay a little while longer, but we aren't staying until four." He declared. "Yay!" I squealed kissing him lightly on the lips. I did three more shots, and finished another margarita, and then me and the girls went back out to the dance floor.
We did end up staying until the club closed, and then everyone came back to our place where we drank some more. We didn't go to bed until well after six in the morning, but it was well worth it to me. I had the time of my life celebrating with our family. For the first time in a very long time I felt like I could breathe again, and that in it self was worth celebrating.
A/N: I'm going out of town in a couple of days so this might be the last update until I return next week. I'm going to try to get one more chapter in before I leave, but I'm not promising anything. Hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me some love while I'm gone!