Chapter 2
Hey all so I'm going to try and update as regularly as possible I'm hoping Thursdays or Fridays once a week to start if the demand goes up so do the updates, but for now that's what I'm shooting for. Now I hope this is a different take, I haven't really seen to many stories out there with this bit of a twist, so I hope you all enjoy and hanks again for reading! I'll see you a the bottom.
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"How did I end up with Dave? It was never a decision, it just happened." -Anna and the French Kiss
"Please tell me you didn't," Angela whispered a hand flying up to cover her mouth.
"I said yes," I whispered sinking into my desk chair and burying my face into the crook of my elbow.
"Why?" her voice high and shrill, "why would you do that? You don't love Jake. Hell you don't even like him half the time."
"I know," I said banging my head lightly on the desk.
"Stop that," Angela growled slapping my arm lightly "you're being melodramatic we'll figure a way out of this."
"How?" I glared up at her."Umm how about you tell him you only have three months to live and then skip town."
I cracked a smile "Now who's being melodramatic,"
"I was kidding," she whispered a blush forming on her cheek. I raised an eyebrow and she shrugged.
"Here's an idea," Angela said pointing at me "you could tell him the truth."
I rolled my eyes "Yea that's gonna go over well, hey Jake do you remember the other day when you asked me to marry you? Well the answer was actually no, just thought I'd tell you before hand. Oh you don't care and it's happening anyway? Oh okay."
"See that wasn't s hard," Angela said with a smile.
"It's not gonna change anything Ang,"
"Why not," she said hands on hips.
"You know why not!" I muttered, throwing some papers in my bottom drawer.
"He can't make you marry him," she retorted.
"Technically he could," I pointed out.
"I think your just afraid of what could happen if you say no," she muttered crossing her arms.
"Look," I sighed "Jacob and I... We're comfortable, we're safe, it's what Charlie would have wanted."
"Charlie would have wanted you to be happy," she replied.
"Well I'm not unhappy," I muttered.
"That's not the same thing, the guy you marry should be your world! He should knock you on your ass, steal your breath away, and make you crazy. You should be grinning like mad and unable to walk for weeks at a time when you go on vacation."
"That's never gonna happen for me not everyone's Ben, Ang," I gave her a sad smile.
"No, but there's someone out there for you who will bring out that feeling. Ben is it for me and we both know Jacob isn't that at all, for you."
"I don't really believe in prince charming anymore Ang,"
"And I hate that bastard for making you think that way," her voice rose.
"Look we broke up for 2 1/2 years and there was no one. No second dates no return phone calls, nothing and no one looked twice at me" I ran a hand through my hair and looked away.
"Maybe you just needed more time."
"Or maybe Jacobs right. I'm boring and plain," I retorted.
"I highly doubt that's the problem" I rolled my eyes,
"We're going in circles."
"I know," she sighed "Bella do you honestly think being stuck with Jake for the rest of your life is a good idea? You know when the I do's are over it will be hell to get a divorce, he'd never let it happen."
"It'll be hell either way," I murmured stacking the last few papers I needed on the corner of my desk.
Ang threw her hands up, "Fine but when you come to me three months after the wedding to crash on my couch, I will be saying I told you so."
"You'll have earned that right," I smiled "but please at least fake a smile through the wedding,"
"You really expect me to pretend this is ok?" she growled. "Well you're going to be the maid of honor so at least don't scowl down the aisle."
She froze a smile slowly brightening her face, "Really, maid of honor?" she whispered.
I nodded "The one and only."
Angela pulled me out of my chair and threw her arms around me. I started to laugh as she jumped up and down.
She pulled away suddenly holding me at arms length "As long as you know I don't support this," she gave me a stern look.
"Oh I know," I muttered.
"Oh my god there's a million things to do!"
"I know," I said again shaking my head.
"Have you started anything?"
"We got engaged on Friday Ang it's been less than a week."
"I know but you have to pick a date, book the hall, find invitations, and the cake!" she started pacing.
"Well actually," I looked up at the clock, " I'm supposed to be at this new bakery in like 30 min," I started shoving papers into my bag.
"Where are my damn keys," I muttered starting to panic.
"Here," Ang said holding them up with one finger, when I went to grab them she raised the a little higher, "I refuse to jump for those," I muttered with a glare.
She laughed handing them over, "I already passed in my class schedule, you want me to come?"
"I would love that, but Jake wanted to be there and well..."
"I"d probably claw his eyes out," she finished for me.
"Yea," I smiled "which might save me a lot of trouble," I mused.
"Go," she laughed "tell me what happens."
"Oh I will,"
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"Jacob you promised to be here an hour ago..." I sighed pacing the sidewalk outside of the bakery.
The appointment had been 30 minutes ago.
"Look babe I know, but something came up at work," he whispered. I glared at my phone, resisting the urge to throw it across the street.
"It was your idea to get a head start on all the wedding plans," I could hear my volume rising, "you wanted to check out this place for the cake and you told me it had to be today," I lowered my voice as a couple passed me. I pushed myself closer to the building and leaned against the wall.
"Well your class starts in a few days and you know we'll never get anything done after that," he paused for a moment before continuing "besides all this wedding stuff is girl shit anyway just pick something chocolate."
I could hear his secretary Lauren calling him into a meeting. "I gotta go," he muttered.
"Fine!" I snapped hanging up the phone.
I look up at the cheery pink banner for the new Seattle bakery "Cullen Creations" is written in a red swooping cursive with yellow daisies and baby birds surrounding the name, it looked like a unicorn threw up. It had some amazing reviews and even though they just opened it was a long waiting list.
"Screw chocolate," I mutter, pushing open the glass door, "I'm getting vanilla."
I'm really not sure what heaven smells like but it couldn't be any better than the mouth watering fragrances that flooded my senses as I walked into the building. It totally made up for the puking unicorn that was let loose in here.
Pink really doesn't even cover it. The floors are checkered a pastel pink and white the tables and chairs are these cute white little french numbers that you'd see in a cafe' with hot pink swirls painted on to look like vines. There were different shades of pink napkins, pink utensils, pink business cards, and the employees were all wearing Pink t-shirts with Cullen Creations stamped in Hot pink.
A tiny petite pixie of a girl came out from behind the counter yelling "If I catch any of you deviating from the recipes without my consent again I swear to mother fucking God I WILL can you, we had several complaints from the last wedding because somebody thought they knew how to make MY red velvet cupcake better."
Maybe everything wasn't so pink after all I smiled.
"I promise you will be out on your ass faster than you can say cream cheese..."
"Umm Alice?" one of the employees whispered.
"What?" she snapped.
"A customer just walked in," I saw the look of horror show on her face for about two seconds before she masked it with one of those everything is perfectly fine, I did not just cuss out my employee, smiles.
She took two steps forward extending her hand "Hi, I'm Alice Cullen, and you are?"
"Bella, Bella Swan, I had an appointment," I grinned.
"Oh, that's right! My 1:30, why don't you just take a seat and I'll be right with you,"
"No problem." I took a seat listening to Alice finish her rant in hushed tones behind the counter. After a few minutes they all cleared out into the back room leaving me on my own.
"Excuse me," I look down to see two bright green eyes peeking over the table.
"Yes," I smiled, leaning down closer to her height.
The pint sized angel took two steps in my direction coming around the table closer to me. She had reddish blonde curls falling around her shoulders framing her baby face. She was wearing a pastel yellow dress with white shoes and she had her chubby little hands folded in front of her. There was no way she could be older than four.
"Ummm... I know I'm not suposta talk ta strangers but..." She bit her bottom lip and a tear slipped out of the corner of her eye.
"I lostdid my daddy..." her chin trembled and my heart broke. I slid out of my seat and knelt in front of her so we were eye level. It's hard to get a child to feel comfortable with you when it's the first time you meet, and that's usually with a parent transition.
I smiled wide "Well," I whispered making her inch closer "you just so happened to pick the absolute best person to help you find your daddy, you know why?" "Why," she whispered back.
"Because I'm a teacher and my boyfriend is a police man,"
"Really?" her eyes widened.
"Really, and you know your absolutely right about not talking to strangers. It's very dangerous, but you know what," I said whispered "I'm not gonna be a stranger anymore. "
Her little brow furrowed. "How?"
I stuck out my hand "My names Bella Swan, what's yours?"
She cocked her head to the side before putting her tiny fingers in mine, "My names Lizzie Marie Cullen."
That couldn't be a coincidence, hopefully I wouldn't have to call Jake after all. "See Lizzie now we're not strangers, but it only works that way if you get lost and ask someone who's really nice for help okay?"
She nodded her head "okay,"and held on to my hand.
"How old are you sweet heart?" She held up her other hand showing me three fingers. "I'm tree and my next numbers four."
"Wow," I said looking impressed "What a big grown up girl."
She smiled wide "Imma big gurl, daddy said I'm goin ta pre schoo"
I smiled jback "Lizzie do you remember where you were going today with daddy?"
"Ta see auntie," her smile grew bigger.
"That's awesome I love visiting my auntie she always gives me treats."
She bounced a little in her excitement "Auntie Alice makes da best cupcakes in da whooole wide world,"
Bingo. I stood up keeping her hand in mine and made my way over to the display case "hmm why don't we pick you out a cupcake and see if we can find out just where your daddy ran off to."
She squeezed my hand "Really? A whole cupcake?"
"Really" I smiled "I don't think daddy will mind, which one do you want."
There were twenty or so different cupcakes displayed and I wasn't surprised when she pointed her little chubby finger to one with a flower on it "Dat one peese."
"Anything for you," I smiled down at her and she wrapped her arms around my legs.
"Thank you, Miss Bella" she whispered.
"Your very welcome Miss. Lizzie."
There wasn't anyone at the counter so I rang the bell and a disgruntled teenager walked through the door.
"Can I help you," she muttered.
"Yes can I please have the daisy cupcake, and I can you ask Alice to come out here please." The kid grabbed the cupcake and rang me out.
"Alice is busy right now" she handed me the bag, "but you can make an appointment and come back."
"I already made the appointment, but I really need to speak to her now."
"She's still busy, even if you ask in that tone."
My fist clenched and I handed Lizzie the cupcake."Why don't you sit right there sweetie and I'll be over in a minute," I whispered.
She nodded her head eyes glued to her goodie bag. When she was seated and out of ear shot I turned my attention back to counter girl and snarled "Listen you ass wipe, I don't know who you think you are but when you work in customer service, the customer is always right, nothing will get you canned faster than a smart mouth and not knowing when to do what your told. Now go get your boss before I jump over this counter to get her myself."
She grumbled about bridezilla's and finding something else to do this summer. I turned and smiled at Lizzie and gave her a thumbs up. She grinned back frosting all over her face.
"What do you mean you lost her?" I whipped my head around to see Alice's ashen face coming out from the back room a cell phone pressed to her cheek.
"No I don't know where a three year old would go on main street!" she shrieked. She leaned into the counter putting one hand to her forehead.
"Just get your ass over here," she snapped the phone shut and looked up at me with Devil eyes.
"Miss Sawn," she spat "I honestly don't know who you think..."
I put my hands out to stop her, "I think I would be a very worried Aunt right now," I moved out of her line of sight so she could see Lizzie swinging her chubby legs and cramming cupcake bits in her mouth.
"You found her?" she whispered, staring frozen for a moment before running around the counter and scooping Lizzie into her arms "Thank God your okay."
"Auntie!" Lizzie squealed hurrying her dirty face into Alice's shoulder, and wrapping her arms tightly around her neck.
Alice ran her hand threw Lizzie's reddish blonde curls.
"Don't you ever do that again." Alice looked up at me and I smiled
"She wandered into the store and when she told me her name.." she cut me off pulling me into the hug.
"Thank you so much." When Alice finally let me breathe we sat down together letting Lizzie finish her cupcake.
"Auntie this is Bella! She's a teacher and she's not a stranger." Alice glanced at me and I shrugged.
"Have you met her before?"
"Today! She said she wasn't a stranger cuz I met her and it's a special thing cuz I was lost!"
"Oh really?" Alice asked trying to hide a smile.
"Really, and guess what?" she whispered.
"What?" Alice said leaning in. Lizzie cupped her little hand over Alice's ear and loudly whispered. "Her boy fing's a police man."
Alice laughed "Oh really,"
Lizzie nodded her head enthusiastically. I heard the click of the door and I looked up to see a man rushing through it. He was tall his hair a reddish brown sticking up on end as if he'd been pulling at it. He was wearing jeans and a fitted black T-shirt, with sharp green eyes that matched Lizzie's. His eyes searched frantically around the room stopping on his daughter.
"Oh dear lord," he ran over to the table and pulled her into his arms.
"Daddy!" Lizzie's voice wobbled as she started to cry.
"It's alright sweet heart, I've got you."
"I'm sorry," she wailed.
It was strange that I didn't feel out of place watching their reunion. I couldn't put my finger on what had me glued to this family, or why being here felt familiar. After a moment everyone sat back down Lizzie was happily perched on her daddy's lap stuffing the last few crumbs in her mouth.
"I'm so grateful to you, for finding my daughter" her father said running a hand through his hair.
His eyes locked with mine and I felt trapped in his gaze. He held out his hand "I'm Edward Cullen."
First note is those were not spelling errors I wrote it that ay on purpose which i assume you all figured out but for the person who didn't notice see above statement. See, I've seen quite a few Bella babies but not many with Edward having one but hey I haven't read them all. Anyway I got this idea in my head and I hope you all like where this goes. Anyway reviews = sneak peeks to the next update thank you all so much.
