The Planner
"Fucking fraud," I gasp staring at Alice's laptop, "a warrant for fraud."
"I'm sorry," she bites her lip, "I'm sure we can get a replacement. Or I can make everything come together."
"She didn't fraud us. She just did it to a previous client," Edward sits beside me.
"This can't be happening," I rest my head in my hands.
"Baby, it'll be fine. Our wedding will be special without her," Edward leans into me wrapping his arm around me.
"Fraud," I say frustrated.
"Maybe call her company?" Jasper suggests.
"They might send a replacement," Alice nods.
Edward grabs for my phone before I can agree and finds the number. I lean back into the couch in dread. He dials the number on my phone. Each digit heavy in weight. The fate of my wedding depending on this phone call.
He doesn't get a human but an automated message. He's put on hold.
"What the fuck," I moan.
Ten minutes later a man answers sounding flustered.
"Yes? Yes?" He asks.
"Hey. My name is Edward Cullen. Your employee is planning our wedding. However there's a warrant out for her…" he says.
The man interrupts.
"Yeah. I'm in a shit fight. When's the wedding?" He asks.
"This weekend," Edward squeezes my hand in his.
"I'll send my nephew out tonight," he says, "I found your file. I have the address. He'll arrive tomorrow."
Edward hangs up and I let out a panicked sigh.
"It'll be okay, Bella," Jasper kneels in front of me.
He is trying to calm me. He hated seeing people distressed and would work to calm people to the best of his ability. The eye contact and soothing rub of my arm. It works.
"We will give you an amazing wedding," Alice says, "it will all come together and you will not even remember this"
"I'll sue that bitch," I smile.
Edward laughs pulling me close to him, his arm around me closing in tighter.
"I really hope this frustration pays off in bed," Edward smiles kissing my head.
"Yuck," Alice scrunches her nose.
My toddler screams bloody murder from the other room. My back straightens. Tense again.
"I'll get it," Edward says squeezing my knee, "Stay and make your cups."
"They're mason jars," Alice corrects with attitude.
"Whatever," Edward rolls his eyes heading toward his parents.
Jasper begins to follow. But halts at Alice clearing her throat obnoxiously.
"Where in the world do you think you're going?" Alice asks arms crossed.
"To make mason jars I guess," Jasper grins at me.
"You bet it," Alice smiles playfully smacking Jasper's ass as he takes a seat on the couch beside me.
He takes off his country boy hat, placing it beside him fully prepared to make this craft happen.
"Now baby. You hot glue the ribbon, dust the glitter and then put one candle inside," Alice explains, "don't burn yourself."
"You better make Emmett do this too," he says.
"Emmett would fuck it up," Alice shakes her head pushing a pile of jars and brown, twine like ribbon at us.
"That's rude," Emmett booms into the room.
Never an inside voice. Always a loud voice. I hate how much of a mum I am.
"Fuck Bella. You look stunning," he smiles at me, "You're already glowing."
"That's cause she was crying," Alice glares at her brother.
"Thanks," I mutter.
"Why? Did Edward already get cold feet?" He asks.
What did I do to deserve this pain?
"Edward didn't and won't," Rosalie slaps his head walking into the room.
My maid of honour. Finally. She could pick up the pieces of this. My best friend since pre kindergarten. I gasp at the sight of her and rush her. As my arms wrap around her neck she catches my crash tackle.
"It's okay. I'm here," she laughs stroking my hair, "Rose to the rescue."
"Everything is falling apart," I say.
"You have given birth this is nothing," she laughs.
"And it all went to plan," I groan.
"I wouldn't say that," she smiles holding me at arms length.
"We're here to help. It's what family do," Rosalie rubs my shoulder smiling.
I couldn't believe what was happening. But at least I had my best friend to get me through it. She'd been through everything with me. Held my hand through the tears when I found out I was pregnant, held my hand through the labour and squealed from excitement at the news of being godparent. She was my everything and more. Having her by my side at my wedding was a given.
"Look. You go relax. Go take a rest and then you and I can talk about what we need to do. For now Alice and I will figure things out," she orders, "oh but first take me to my godson so I can give him his bloody bear."
Emmett holds up the ever familiar mister Bee. The bear smiled up at me with its beady eyes and sewn smile. I laugh taking Rosalie's hand tugging her toward the kitchen.
Mason sat on the kitchen counter, Carlisle attending to a graze on his knee. He had just finished crying. When he sees Emmett his eyes light up. They bulge from his head when he sees Jasper behind us. His favourite uncle.
"Baby what happened?" I ask.
"I fell," he says, "Grandpappy fix it."
"Bella," Esme gasps entering the room.
She rushes to me and hugs me sweet.
"So soon and you'll be my daughter," she smiles, "finally officially part of the family."
"I can't wait Esme," I smile.
Walking to Mason I kiss his head out of habit. He smiles up at me seemingly happy.
"Mummy kiss it better?" Carlisle asks once the bandaid is on.
I smile down at Mason who reaches one hand out to me motioning me to come close. Smiling I lean down and kiss just above the bandaid before lifting him into my arms.
"Aunty Rosie has something for you, little man," I say.
He looks to Rose expectantly and gasps in excitement when he sees his teddy bear.
"What do you say?" Edward asks sharp.
"Tanks," he smiles taking the bear into his arms happily.
"I think you should give both of them a big hug and kiss," I say.
He smiles at Emmett first knowing exactly the strength behind the man. He's right to. Because as soon as Emmett has him, Mason is thrown into the air and hung upside down. My baby squeals in laughter, the rest of us smiling and laughing along.
Maybe this wedding wouldn't be all bad. It was salvageable.
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