The Wedding-Chapter 6
I sat nervously on Alice's 'torture chair' as I liked to call it. It was this deep red hue (like blood) that she used whenever she was playing Barbie Bella. Well, this time she wasn't really playing; she was giving me a makeover-on the day of my wedding.
My wedding. The words seemed to good to be true. I was almost sure that this was a delusion and I would wake up in Phoenix at any second. Once again in my life, logic was not on my side. I still couldn't fathom how a Greek god like him would ever want a plain Jane like me. Of course I knew that he loved me-and I him-but this was 'Forbidden Love' were talking about.
That was the first time I had ever thought of our love as 'Forbidden Love', which shocked me. Hadn't I read and seen Romeo and Juliet many, many times? They were in almost the same situation as Edward and I, except this love was a bit more illicit.
I was pulled back to veracity when Alice proclaimed, "You're done!"
I gazed at myself in the mirror, and didn't believe that the striking woman in the mirror was me. She looked stunning with the 1918 dress and the makeup that no makeup artist could ever measure up to too. I had finally convinced Alice that heels were just not going to work. With my luck, I would break my leg just walking down the aisle, not that Edward would let me. I had convinced her that a pair of white flats would work much better.
I gave Alice a hug, and said, "Thank you so much, Alice." She just grinned.
At that moment, I realized how much Alice had really done for me, and Edward too. She was the one who first supported him on talking and being with me, she stood up with Edward and Carlisle when the Cullens had gotten into a huge argument over me. She was the one who made prom (and many things over that summer) special for Edward and I. She was the one who helped me save Edward. The list continued on and on. I was so glad that she was my best friend and would soon be my sister, finally.
Alice must have seen this coming (when didn't she?) and just nodded, accepting my appreciation silently.
Alice left then to go get ready. She was my maid-of-honor, with Rosalie and Esme as the other bride's maids.
I had chosen-along with the rest of them-on burgundy dresses. They got to choose on the style of the dress. I knew that I would never be able to upstage Rosalie. But she chose a modest dress; well, modest for her. Surprisingly, Rosalie had been… nice to me, not the normal hatefulness, for which I was grateful. Rosalie had helped Alice do my hair, because she had more experience. She did a phenomenal job, too.
"Time to go, Bella." Said Alice, startling me.
"Okay." The butterflies in my stomach increased dramatically.
Carlisle was going to walk me to Edward, for Charlie wasn't here. He met me at the bottom of the stairs, and held out his arm, I took it. He led me to the front door, where the beginning of the 'small' (in Alice's opinion) aisle began.
I looked out into the yard. It was stunningly beautiful. There were only five chairs, for the Cullens, and the gazebo where Edward and I were to be wed. The decorations were beautiful. There were red and white roses, along with some freesia, everywhere. Alice had definitely made this day special.
Then, I heard my lullaby being played by a very expensive outdoor sound system. That was my cue. Carlisle and I began to walk up to the gazebo. I kept my eyes on the ground in front of me, so I didn't trip. The butterflies were eating up my internal organs by now.
I could feel Edward's gaze upon me, it was getting harder and harder to resist looking up. When my resolve finally diminished, I looked up. What I saw gave me confidence; I no longer had any doubts. What did that was look of Edward's beautiful eyes. No, they weren't smoldering, they were burning with an intensity I had never witnessed before-ever.
When we reached Edward and Emmett (who was presiding over the ceremony), Carlisle gave my hand to Edward. Edward helped me up the couple of steps to the platform of the gazebo.
I didn't pay much attention to the ceremony, until the vows. Edward was the one to go first.
"Where there has been cold, you have brought warmth; where my life was dark, you have brought light. Isabella, I pledge before this assembled company to be your husband from this day forward. Let us make of our two lives, one life, and let us always honor and respect each other." I was simply amazed at what he spoke as he slid the ring on my finger.
Now it was my turn.
"I promise to give
you the best of myself
and to ask of you no more than you can
give.
I promise to respect you as your own person
and to
realize that your interests, desires and needs
are no less
important than my own. I promise to share with you my time and my
attention
and to bring joy, strength and imagination to our
relationship.
I promise to keep myself open to you,
to let
you see through the window of my world
into my innermost fears and
feelings, secrets and dreams. I promise to grow along with you,
to
be willing to face changes in order to keep
our relationship alive
and exciting.
I promise to love you in good times and
bad,
with all I have to give and all I feel inside
in the only
way I know how,
completely and forever." (Written by Dorothy
R. Colgan)
I had tears in my eyes when I finished. My hand shook as I put the band on his finger.
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may now kiss the bride." Emmett spoke with solemnity, more than I thought he had.
Edward lifted my chin up, and our lips met. When we broke apart, the whole Cullen family cheered, everyone but one. She had that look on her face, the one that instantly brought me fear….
How was that cliffhanger? You better review so you know what happens! Please! It makes me smile-and aren't we supposed to make the world a better place? The 'Burning' thing came from a poem I wrote on the Twilight Archives with the title of Burning.