Chapter 4:
Chapter 4: Fantasies
Authors Note: Apologies...Been busy revising - sorry!
Disclaimer: All of these characters are NOT mine; they are the magnificent Stephanie Meyers creation!!
Bella POV
I was looking at myself in Edward's full length mirror again. It was something I couldn't stop doing when I was wearing this dress. When Alice had first bought it I was amazed at how I was transformed form the ugly duckling everyone knew into the amazing swan now stood in front of me, but the more I looked for flaws the happier I grew. It was simple there was none. My thoughts wandered to Edward, slowly undoing the hidden 30 tiny, shell buttons that held my dress together, peeling the lace away from my body and ravishing every piece of me, my hair falling over his face as he pulled me down onto….
"Bella, honey, stop looking at yourself, I need to do your make-up," Alice interrupted my thoughts, "I bet you're glad that Edward can't read your mind." She continued with a mischievous look in her eyes.
"How did you know?" I blushed. She surely couldn't have seen what I was fantasising about.
"Your face gave everything away, now come and sit." Alice pulled out the heavy black antique chair for me to sit in front of the matching dressing table that held a well lit mirror. It had been bought just for me, and for this special day, my own present from Esme, as a welcome to the family. I had tried to get Esme to take it back but she couldn't and I felt that if I pushed any harder Esme would feel hurt. And I couldn't do that, she would have been hurt.
Alice had moved from my lips to my eyes, insisting that I now closed my eyes. And was now subject to her every wish in constructing my wedding face. If she's gone over board, I'll get her. I'll be stronger than her when Edward changes me. After five minutes, of me folding, unfolding and refolding my hands in my lap, the pressure on my eyes stopped. I went to open my eyes only to be reprimanded by a slight tap on the shoulder from Alice's hand.
"Not yet, wait for me to do your hair," Alice scolded me and stopped as the door opened. I felt her turn around , hoping that none of the lads had come in. They weren't meant to see me, if they did Edward would find out. The only ones who could see me were Alice and my father, but not Charlie anymore, we had risked loads, that's why I had to give him the album now, so he would be distracted from the way I looked, so my love couldn't see me, at least not yet.
"Rosie, what are you doing? What's with the sneaking around?" Alice looked startled. Rosalie was meant to be down stairs welcoming the guests, but she was up here.
"There was…uh…someone…who insisted on seeing Bella before being seated," Rosalie stuttered, " I wasn't sure what to do."
"Who is it?" it was my turn to interrogate, keeping my eyes shut of course.
"It's…" Rosalie faltered.
"Who?" Alice joined in with the inquest.
"…Renee."
"Oh my God! She made it. Hang on, does Edward know?" my excitement turned to panic, I wanted to see Renee but if Edward knew she was here his thoughts would be tuned into her and the surprise would be given away, unless I didn't see Renee.
"No he doesn't know, the surprise isn't going to be ruined, honest Bella, he has no idea," Alice comforted me, "Send Renee in, Rosie, she can admire her daughter before everyone else."
"Okay… One more thing though," Rosalie paused at the door, "Are you wearing your new…equipment Bella?" I grabbed the nearest thing possible, from the feel of it a glass perfume bottle, and threw it in the direction of her voice, only to hear it hit the wall and the shadow of her laughter.
"She's gone now," Alice resumed the task of dressing my hair. We heard a knock on the door and Alice tapped me again, I'm finished, you can open your eyes now. Stay there though, I'll see who's at the door."
I stayed sat as Alice had said to and looked intently into the mirror. Alice had chosen an 'up do' but let a few loose tendrils float around my face in loose ringlets. The silvery lily headdress, sparkling with diamond beads, creating a very realistic, natural look of fresh morning dew encrusting wild flowers, mounting my head, as if finishing a master piece. My veil was hanging down over my shoulders, past my hairline and coming to a stop, just resting on my hips. The veil itself was a work of art. The lace matched that on my gown but to add a difference tiny sparkling beads had been sewn into little patches all over it, so delicately and minute that they were hardly noticeable until a ray of sunlight caught them, and then, then I looked like my darling Edward in our meadow full of sunshine and brightness, Alice's idea I think, to show him how good I look when my skin sparkles like fresh dew drops.
I stared into my eyes, the light blue of the shadow used had made my eyes seem angelic and large, with a lush, deep rose lipstick, with hidden hints of brown, and a gloss applied over the top, keeping the style less serene but making me the true snow white swan princess from traditional fairy tales.
And underneath this finery, I was wearing the practically invisible seductress set of lingerie that Alice and Rosalie had purchased for me, the set that Rosalie had already enquired about. Edward will be surprised, such an innocent get up, for the wedding, hiding the sultry seductress for the….after party.
Where was Alice? Why was she taking so long? Who was at the door? And would Edward appreciate my under garments?
There you go another chapter complete and another question to be answered…
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