Chapter 11:

Chapter 11: Comforting Words

Authors Note: But what's going through Edwards mind?

Disclaimer: Jonathon is the only creation I can name as my own, everyone else is the astronomical Stephanie Meyer's!!

Edward POV

I could see Bella's sobbing form as she sought the comfort offered in the shape of Alice's loving arms.

It should be me. I am her husband-to-be. Her groom. I am the one robbing her of the love that she feels here, among mortals.

The urge to rush to her side was impossibly strong. I knew that if I moved from beside the altar Charlie, among other guests, who was standing guard by the doorway leading to my bride, would begin to worry. This would only provoke the gossip and queries about mine and Bella's marriage, it was bad enough the looks we had been receiving from teachers, and the thoughts of the whole town, Bella had never heard me hiss so much, nor had Carlisle either for that matter. On the other hand the thought of not moving, of not comforting her, and not knowing why she was in this state was agonising. Would she ever forgive me if I didn't go now? I wanted to be there.

My need overcame logic and I made to move forward and was stopped suddenly by Carlisle's firm but discreet hand gripping the tails of my suit. I made to pull further away but my muscles relaxed instantly causing me to fall back, relentless. I glared at Jasper.

"Just wait," Carlisle murmured, barely even whispering. If not for my power I would never have been able to catch his voice. I was glad. I tuned in to focus on Carlisle's thoughts.

'She would only delay the wedding for a very valid reason. Stop worrying. Renee hasn't appeared yet, plus Alice has already seen you happily married, with Bella, a changed Bella.

With these calming and comforting words I relaxed, of my own accord this time, and took to my previous patient stance. Carlisle released his grip on me and I nodded towards Jasper, silently thanking him from preventing me from rushing off. Carlisle offered more words of encouragement, louder this time, making sure others could hear.

"This is just one of the many challenges of love, Edward, and I'm pretty sure that with an eternity of Bella will be very, very unpredictable and eventful, but well worth it!"

I smiled, these words were just as comforting as his thoughts and presence to my prolonged wait.

Suddenly the music began, and the longed for tune of the wedding march reached my ears. The elegant French doors slid open revealing Alice. She gracefully stepped out of the house, pausing only to send a reassuring glance down the aisle to me. She gripped her posy tighter, actually nervous and began one of her slower and stylish bounds, floating down towards the altar. Her gold dress flitted around her ankles and shimmered, much like our own skin when sunlight hits it. Alice reached the altar and turned to look down the aisle.

The march played louder and everyone waited expectant, for my darling bride, my love. Just as I thought it was actually going to happen, that I was actually going to die, Charlie came out through the doors, supporting a glowing vision of pure angelic beauty. I felt hope, love and lust rush into my non-existent heart as they slowly walked the carefully rehearsed paces towards me.

Towards Bella's future.

Sorry for such a short chapter, I wanted to say more but it really has to wait for the next chapter to be said.

Please can I have some reveiws?

I promise to write longer chapters xD

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