It's been a great sharing this story with you guys, perhaps it's true that not a lot of people have read it so far, but it's one story I got to finish. It's different and less sentimental than my others. I am beginning to write so, I have don't have the natural talent to write, only to imagine and try to give my reader everything that passes through my mind. Like my Spanish professor says: "My universe is as large as my language," which, in this case is true. My English vocabulary is neither the largest nor the shortest. I am learning and I hope in time you will love and read each one of my stories.
I'll give an update soon enough. Dreamless, will be put on hold because my beta is having problems with her computer and also because I wrote it again, change some things within the plot itself. Sinful Dancer the first chapter will be going out soon…very soon, my beta was in France and sadly I had forgotten she had already edited the first chapter and I was waiting for her to come back from France to help me (I am not going to ruin someone vacation).
I want to thank my betas, , who are editing Sinful Dancer and faint-of-hart, who is editing Dreamless. This story was no edited because, I wanted to write and publish something while my other stories got fixed by these miracle workers.
I also want to say (so it could be out there), my sisters who are Broken Bells and unwritten92, both whom are wonderful writers.
This should be my thanks page 3 lol ^_^
Epilogue
On our way
By: WingRose
As the band started to play I felt at ease with the world. Everything was as it suppose to be, calm and with good company; one that wouldn't be exchange. The bed was extremely comfortable in this time of day, when the sun's up but, hasn't risen completely. My silk nightgown hugged my curves perfectly, Edward was snoring softly; I smiled. This was how life supposes to be, waking up next to that person that has takes your breath away, always.
Tonight was my bachelorette party. I was excited as to be celebrating my last night as a single, non-married woman.
It been two years since Edward proposed, we postpone it this far, so we wouldn't be youngsters while making this life-changing decision. Edward graduated from college two years ago and I am graduating in two more years. I got my GED seven months after leaving the hospital; it has hard to study while having to get my weekly check-ups. Since then there has been a picture of me in the bulletin board in the neurology wing, saying 'this can be your miracle, as it is ours'.
After being in the hospital for so long, seeing how it changes people lives. I started to want that, but me as a surgeon? Impossible, so I decided to become a nurse, it's a great job and you get to help save lives.
Edward never told me what he was studying, but it wasn't a rare sight seeing him with books, notebooks, laptop and highlighters around him. In one of those conversations, he mentions that he was studying to become a doctor, a neurologist just like his father. He said, he wanted to have a miracle case, like his father as well. I told him that if something like this ever happen; I'll be supporting every step of the way, just like Meredith and Derek except I am not so fucked up.
He would be entering this year to his pre-med after completing his major in Biology. He might be older than I am but, only for a few years.
It's been a wonderful two years of college, love and friendship, we had our share of fights some bigger than others but, that's life. And between you and me; I almost left him once, because he still acted overprotective sometimes, but after knowing that he was just scared that something would happen to me, I let it slip but gave him the warning that if he did that again…I would walk out the door, he did it again…but who can stay away from a man that only those things because he loves you? I sure didn't.
Alice is right now expecting a child. But even if she got pregnant after getting married, she didn't quit college. Since we are on the future now, she could take certain classes on the internet and when the time came, she should sacrifice a few months so she could be with her kid. I would gladly help, but we don't have much of the same classes since both chose different majors.
My phone rang interrupting my inner thoughts.
"Hello?"
"ahhhh, Bella?" Someone scream as Rosalie asked for me.
"Rosalie, what is going on?"
"Is Alice, she has gone to labor early!" Rosalie exclaimed.
"I am getting married tomorrow!" I was shocked that this was the way things turn out.
"Bella, you are getting married in two months! Now get your butt over here!" she exclaimed.
"Go to the hospital, I'll get her bags and everything, call Jasper," I said.
"Bye Bella," she hung up the phone, I grabbed my keys and got dressed in a tight tank top and exercise shorts.
Edward groans.
"Come back to bed,"
"I can't, Alice's gone into labor," I informed him, which made him get up quickly and got dressed.
I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, Edward did the same.
"Got everything?" Edward asked.
I looked around to see if anything was missing.
"No, got everything. Let's move,"
Edward turns on the Volvo and I put everything inside, we left and arrived at the hospital in short twenty minutes.
I was nervous the whole ride so we didn't speak much.
"Very funny about the calendar thing," I said to calm myself.
"It was, until you told me that Alice was in labor," he chuckle.
"That's what happens when you trick your fiancée, take that sucker!"
He laughed along with me, which certainly made us relax.
I got to the counter first with the bags while Edward parked the car.
"Alice Cu-Hale" I asked the nurse in behind the counter.
"What is the relation?"
"I am her sister-in-law" Future Sister-in-law, but whatever.
"Room 145, she is close," I nodded and went to the room.
'Ahhh' came from the room, I was scared as what I was about to see. I took a deep breath and enter.
'Ahhh' Alice screamed again and Rosalie looked like if she was in pain, I looked around her and saw the Alice was pressing her hand, she was in pain alright.
"Alice, honey I am here," I said quietly. I motion to Rose to let me take over; she pulled so fast, that I had to run to catch her hand.
Alice was strong for such small creature.
'Ouch'
"Now, imagine that for an hour," My mouth became a hard line.
Edward came in with a nervous Jasper pacing in front of the room. We did not say anything because, boys needed more time than the girls to get used to the idea of being a parent.
I didn't feel the pain anymore. Alice had fallen asleep; I would though otherwise if the machine had stopped beeping for unknown reason.
A nurse came in quickly. She checked her heart and breathing.
"It was a false-labor, we will have her under our care, because this means she is due in a couple of days, which was her due date?" the nurse kindly asked.
"June 27," I informed the nurse.
"In a week," she murmured to herself and wrote the little piece of information down the chart, her doctor knew, but she had been admitted an hour ago; so this information was not yet asked.
The nurse left, but Jasper was still pacing around the room.
"Jasper!" Rosalie snapped him out of his trance. He stopped and looked at her with a kind smile. He took a deep breath and took a seat next to Alice on the other side of the bed.
Edward was strangely quiet. I motion Rosalie to look at Edward, she shrugged and mouth to go and talked to him. I nodded. I tugged Edward out of the room.
"Edward, are you alright?"
He was still strangely silent.
"Edward, yoo-hoo," I waved my hand in front of him.
His eyelids flutter making me known he was out of his own trance.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"I don't ever want to see you like that!" he spit it out, it took me a minute to realize what he said. Did he not want to have a baby with me? The pain went straight to my head. I hung my head in disappointment.
I was feeling a little bit out of it, I strode away from him.
Rosalie apparently saw me and followed me. I found a waiting room and sat with her.
"What happen?" she asked with genuine concern.
"Edward said he didn't want children with me, I never thought of it now. But it was something I would've wanted to do in the future," I buried my face in my hands and let the tears falls where they may.
"Were those exactly his words?"
"No-" I suppressed a sob, "But his words told me,"
"Bella, what were his exact words?" she asked, but I felt another presence in front of me. I didn't want to look up because if it was Edward I didn't want for him to see me like this and if it was someone else…well I just didn't want to be seen like this.
"Rosalie, can you give me a moment?" Edward voice said also answering my unspoken question.
She huffed at him and suddenly the space felt lonelier.
"Baby, I didn't mean it like that-"
"Like you didn't want children?" I cut him quickly.
"I, I meant I don't want to see you in that kind of pain," he answered.
"Well, get used to it, because my pain might be worse, we can only hope I'll get through it,"
"Yeah, well. I know you are strong so of course you will get through it," he reassured my untold fear.
"So, you will want in the future, little Edwards with me?" I let out a small laugh.
He looked at me and smiled.
"little Bellas too," I laughed.
"I am sorry," Edward washed away the tear that fell.
"Don't be, I would be sad too if you didn't want to bear my children," Edward commented which made me relax, but I was still hurt he didn't think his words more clearly.
"Come on, Alice, no Jasper might need our help," I let out a small laughed which Edward gladly join in.
We arrived to the room and Jasper was tightly wrapped to his wife in the small one-person bed. Rosalie had fallen asleep with a bridal magazine lay out open on her chest.
I tugged at Edward,
"You think he…ya know?" I whispered to him.
He nodded with a big goofy smile like his brother.
I didn't feel excluded because Rosalie will tell us both at the same time, which was probably the reason why she was so early at Alice's.
And later I found out she send me a text to meet them both at a coffee in front of Alice's apartment.
I tugged at Edward and pointed the blankets on the last shelf of the closet. He took both. I put one over Rosalie while Edward pull one over Jasper.
"Alice Cullen!" Emmet's voice surrounded the hallway.
"What do you mean she is not here? My brothers told me she was here!"
Edward went quickly to Emmet while I took my time to meet them.
"Bella!" he exclaimed and hugged me.
"She hasn't told us," I informed him.
"Damn," he whispered.
"What was the entire ruckus about?"
"I forgot is Alice Hale," he said with a hint of shame.
"Where is Carlisle? He should be here by now,"
Edward shrugged.
"No one called him?" I exclaimed and took quickly my phone.
"Good Morning, Dr. Cullen speaking,"
"Carlisle is Bella. Alice got into early labor, but it was false. And certain people forgot to call you. I was the last to know…well of us…who are in the hospital…maternity wing," I covered the best way I could, which was very bad.
"I'll be there in a few minutes, after all is a walking distance," Carlisle was obviously annoyed.
I hung up the phone.
"We are so dead," I proclaimed.
Alice woke up exactly as Carlisle walked in the door.
"Dad," her voice was groggy.
"Why weren't you here before?" she asked, clearly disappointed.
"Well, certain people forgot to call me sooner," he look to all of us who were in the room. Rosalie had woken up as well. Jasper, even with all the voice, was still asleep. Carlisle obviously couldn't blame him.
She looked up at us.
"Shame on you, guys," Carlisle let out a smirk.
"Especially you guys," she meant Edward and Emmet,
Edward and Emmet join in a scoff.
"The others are bound to us by marriage."
I was feeling pretty good at this moment, because for the first time in front of my eyes, Edward was scowled along with his brother, meaning he truly was beginning to feel part of his own family that he has pushed aside for so many years. I just hope he isn't blaming himself for what he had done.
If he is…well let's hope he isn't. But it isn't like me to push aside a situation such as this one, but something tells me that when the time comes, I'll deal with it.
It was nice to think that the family though of us already as married, means our marriage won't be such a difference, some things will change as in I can't use the card 'I am not married to you' any longer or when we get mad at each sleep with whoever we want to take some steam off. I don't believe in divorce and neither does Edward, but I also do not believe in an unhappy marriage.
Compromise is the key word to any functioning relationship, love is the main reason we do it.
When everybody including me got their respective scowls even the asleep Jasper, Carlisle decided to stay with her, the other decided to get something to eat, while they wait.
"Where are we going?" I asked the driver.
"Ha!" he exclaimed when he turned to the left.
I almost fell of the Jeep if Edward hadn't grabbed my waist. I put my hand above my chest to check if my heart was still there.
"Emmet, Rosalie and Edward might be used to your driving…but I am not!"
"Come on! We have known each other for so long…and you are still scared of my driving?"
"Well, Emmet… Alice always told me getting in a car when you are the driver is like going to war…just hold on tight and do anything to survive!" I kept shouting because the wind and the outside sound were live. Since Emmet took the roof off.
"Yeah, that's true," His voice was loud enough.
Edward laughed so I tugged at him, he laughed even harder, but it wasn't contagious at all. When we had arrived to humble, small Mexican restaurant, Emmet had the most fun of all.
If eating were a sport, Emmet would surely win (How he treated us like competition he sure though so).
"What will like for today?" the waitress that was eyeing Edward in a sensual way said, apparently only to him.
"Two Piña Coladas and two waters, how about you guys?" the waitress mouth 'dropped'. I couldn't hide my smile neither did Rosalie.
"I would like a Piña Colada with rum," I asked.
"Mojito with a bottle of water," Edward order.
"Virgin Piña Colada," Rosalie's words didn't enter my system after a few seconds, Edward's reaction was funnier than mine.
He literally gapped at her, not only that but Emmet had that confuse look plaster all over his face, his own brother knew his girlfriend better than him…well his brother and me, of course.
Rosalie's head hung in embarrassment. Bingo! Edward and I were on the same track. So we let it slip as we concluded Emmet didn't know and was a fool to not pick up the clues.
The waitress did not see our exchange of worried looks, which was weird as her eyes were glued to Edward.
"Sweetie, will you tell them the date or should I?" I said. The waitress eyes almost popped out of her head with that she left us in peace.
"Hun, we already know the date," Rosalie mentions.
"I know, but the waitress had her eyes glue to Edward…," I said to her.
Edward put his right arm around me.
"Aww, my love is still jealous even after I proposed to her," he flashed that infamous crooked smile of his.
Emmet gave a peek to the restaurant of his humorous laughter.
"I need to go to the bathroom for a moment," I needed to know this Rosalie, is pregnant or not business.
Rosalie caught the meaning of it and offered to accompany me. Honestly I never knew why girls went to bathroom together, but yeah it was because we liked to gossip.
"Are you pregnant or/and engaged?" I asked when we were alone in the small bathroom.
"Both," she said looking at the mirror.
"Which came first?"
"Engaged…pregnant was the celebration," she was embarrassed and blushing at the same time.
"Woah, two great news on a row," I laughed.
"Yeah I guess so, now let's go before the boys wonder what we are doing and storm in here, for our 'protection'" I laughed while pushing the door.
When we reached the table our drinks had arrived. Edward passed me a paper which said a woman's name, her phone number and 'if you think about it…'[ written underneath it. I couldn't grew mad, Edward was certainly a catch when I sure wasn't but, Edward had chosen me, men want to feel wanted so I had no problem as long as he didn't flirt with her for the fun of it in front of me.
The waitress came back and winks at Edward. She didn't notice I was looking at her. Edward spilled the glass of water over the paper. When he turned it, the ink had been washed away. The waitress whose name was Melinda, grew annoyed knowing he did it on purpose and left with the damage unsuccessful flirt paper.
After we eat we came back to the hospital to find Alice sleeping and Jasper on the other bed also asleep.
We left them and went to our respective homes. Carlisle's car was parked in our garage. Once we entered we saw Carlisle watching television, at this moment he was watching the cooking channel which he would change in a few minutes.
When he hears us come in, he turns his face and smile.
"Is it that obvious?" I asked.
Carlisle simply nodded.
"Well who would expect you'll be a grandfather of two in such a short time,"
"Rosalie hid it better than Alice, but the engagement. Alice told me the night after he proposed. Because Rosalie sounded 'nervous and excited' over the phone," he informed us. I remembered when I suspected.
"Alice getting pregnant was a surprise for anybody," Edward spoke up.
"Yeah, I remember. We were talking over the phone after she had come back from the honeymoon and told me how she thought she was pregnant after several test, they were all negative, she entered college and after the first semester she yet again though she was knocked up…and when she is writing her thesis…she says to everyone that she was pregnant. She cried but, eventually we told her that time didn't matter."
Carlisle smirked.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Edward asked.
I was curious but, having him around felt good.
"Can I stay the night?" he asked, I was curious as to why.
"Is everything alright?"
He looked back at the muted television.
I whispered to Edward to give me a few moments with him, to talk to him.
When Edward left to our room, I joined Carlisle to the couch.
"Carlisle, tell me what's wrong?"
Carlisle was not a man of tears, weakness or fear. But he was a man after all.
"I am alone, Alice moved out, Edward as well and Emmet followed. Alice got married, Edward is going to get married and Emmet followed. Alice got pregnant, Rosalie as well, and eventually you will follow. Everyone is building a life and I felt I been left behind, example number one is forgetting to tell my daughter was in the hospital when my grandson might have been born."
Carlisle poured his heart out to me, among all of us. I loved him like a father, like a parent, above everything else as a friend.
"Carlisle, Alice called you first to tell you she was pregnant, Alice got proposed in front of you, not in front of Rosalie, Emmet or Edward. Edward came back to you and he now is in front of you with open arms, when he needs someone he goes to you…I know. Emmet, he might be the most painful of pain in the ass there is, but if there is someone who he goes to when he is lost, needs advice or simply a good company, it has always been you," I let my breath out.
"Everyone loves you and trust me the last thing that will happen is you being left behind. Everyone including me loves you. Because of you we are where we are, thanks to you we grew up and made a life for ourselves, you gave us the strength and courage to make it in the real world."
I finished and Carlisle gave me a small hug.
Edward came down and said the right words at the right time.
"Alice went into labor," Edward informed us.
After fourteen hours of pacing in the hallway, eating things from the vending machine, reassuring a worried doctor Carlisle that she was alright, waking up a bored Emmet, dealing with Rose's mood swings (pregnancy apparently is early this time) and advising Edward to sleep for a while, because he had worked hard today.
While everyone was excited to meet the new addiction to the Cullen/Hale family, Rosalie felt like this was the perfect moment to tell Emmet the fantastic news, whether he would like them or not, Rosalie's words not mine. Everyone knew he would be excited to become a father. It wasn't a dream of his, but he always wanted someone to win against in something he sucked. What kid in their right mind would go up against this male creature? Again he will be his son or daughter, so God only knows.
This was the time of babies and wedding. I want to get married, but I want it because it isn't a family trend or the right time to do it. Who is the judge of the right time? I remember hearing or reading somewhere that the longest engagement was of 56 years or so. They got married in their golden age, but that only meant that after so many fights, kids and everything in between they were madly in love with each other.
Alice fell asleep and Jasper told us to visit in the morning, we weren't mad. After all labor is painful, but what should I really know? I could only imagine.
We went to the clear window to see the new addition.
In a small transparent box carried a beautiful baby girl and in front of her feet a small letter-size paper sheet informing of her name.
'My name is Isabella Rose Hale Cullen.'
Woah, what a name! I thought while watching a blushing Rose next to me.
"She named her after all of us!" I exclaimed.
Maybe it wasn't the right time, or the trend. It was because we all fell like life has given us the time and it has given us the friends and loved ones as well.
Edward went behind me and wrapped his arms around my small waist. He lay his head on my right shoulder and his lips almost touching my ear.
"She is beautiful, isn't she?" he whispers.
Tears had started to fall, the moment where all our friends except a sleeping Alice were around us seeing what friendship and love had created; bonds that cannot be broken by anyone or anything.
"I wonder if ours will look like that,"
"I believe they will," he said. I didn't expect him to answer but he always knew when and what to say.
When it was already too late, we drove home.
A warm bed awaited us silently in our bedroom. On our living room you will find my college books lying open, highlighter pages and a closed yellow highlighter almost falling off the table. Two faded butt's spots on the couch for the heart-to-heart conversation with Carlisle.
Edward went into the kitchen.
I lie on the couch and fell into dreamland.
When the sunlight hit my eyes, I kept them closed. I wanted to enjoy the sunlight…which would never leave my side.
I opened them, because there was someone worth seeing, but when I did; he was nowhere in sight. I walked up to our bedroom and was curious as why he didn't carry me to our bedroom. The bed was empty and untouched.
I walked up to his small office and the next hardly touched like always and his laptop slightly open with pre-med books lying around.
This time he was nowhere in sight.
The door suddenly flew open. Edward was standing with two brown bags.
"A post-it is useful, you know?" I flashed his world-class smirk. He gave one back.
He pointed to the fridge.
A post-it written upon it that had writing on it.
Love, I have gone to market, be right back.
Love, E.
I hung my head in disappointment and a smile glued to it. Edward laid the bags over the counter and came back to me; he took my hand and dragged me to the kitchen. He lifted me putting me over the counter and his lips met mine.
After a moment or two of passion, he broke the kiss with asking me if I wish some French toast. I nodded and decided to take a quick shower.
The day went by quietly, no calls from Alice or Jasper; but that was because we decided to let them have a Alice-Jasper-Isabella day, because we would always be there, but these are moment of one's lives, moments for people that have built a future for themselves; in other words a personal day.
Edward and I didn't do much, other than the occasional making love time, or the watch a movie and cry at the end moment, or the what to do you want debate of lunch hour.
Our wedding was in two months.
Today was June 22, 2012.
I remember when the doctors gave me the news that I was going to die in six months, it has been two years since.
The time when I met and fell in love with Edward Cullen…and found hope in the life that was slowly slipping away.
But now, I was living the life I wanted along with Edward.
I wonder how our story would change if it is from his point of view. The conversation would be the same; the conclusion would be same…everything said would be known. But what he thought I imagine would be much different than mine. First the first time I met him, wasn't his first meeting me. How he had fallen in love with me, before I even met him. He says I met him as well, but I don't remember, I wonder how I could forget such man.
September 2, 2012
Who would, in their right mind, married at such age? I am only 19 years old. I am not judging those who have done it before me, obviously, because I am doing so myself. I guess being married or getting married is being in their right mind, because not only emotions control us but, logic and reasoning. I believe is essential for two to be completely not only in love but, sure about such grave situation.
Have you heard of the phrase, marriage is serious business? I have, mostly from Charlie himself. But when one is young (not saying that I am not), one is thinking like; what is the difference of being married, carrying new jewelry? No, it is not. It is the weight of that ring that makes us doubt if at the end of the day is worth it. I have never had cold feet, not even right now staring at my image wearing a beautiful white (yes, white) dress.
I am young, second year of college and a fiancée. The person I am marrying is also young (but not as much as I), pre-med and my fiancée. It's cute thinking of that word. Fiancée. It sounds perfect, but not as perfect as wife…or partner in life. (Oh, who am I kidding?)
"Bella," Alice voice interrupted my inner thoughts.
"Yes,"
"What are you waiting for? An invitation, perhaps," her smart mouth never ceases to amaze me. Even in my wedding day, she wants to boss me around.
"Let me take a moment, soon enough I'll be…Mrs. Edward Cullen," I said taking a breath in and out.
She let out a small groan of desperation.
Gosh, such impatience
When Alice allowed me of my moment, she took my hand and accompanies me outside.
"Argh, where is it?" I groan in frustration.
"What happening?" Emmet asked from outside the door.
"I can't find my Vicodin, have you seen them?"
"Are you sure you want to take that? Pain relievers?" He question my wishing.
"Is my wedding day, man, let me have what I want!" I shouted from inside the bathroom.
Emmet burst into the bathroom.
I thought I locked that,
"Here," Emmet handles me a prescription bottle of Diazepam.
Thank God!
"Thanks, man," I said taking two and a handful of water.
"You ready?" He asked me.
I nodded, took a deep breath in an out. I with him walked out the fucking bathroom. I couldn't wait to be marry…
APOV.
Bella was a woman who always knew what she wanted, and she obviously wanted my brother. If this would be an alternate universe where he is a vampire, a 14th century person or a dude who knows how to play guitar, I believe they would've ended up together.
Bella, Rosalie and I planned the wedding. Bella said simple and beautiful. I remember when she said "Theme: Edward", we couldn't help but to laugh at it.
Bella wore a beautiful white dress that hugged her curves perfectly. A Vera Wang, just like mine was. It was an ivory three-dimensional re-embroidered lace strapless modified A-line gown with organdy corsages on the train.
She wore it like it should be. Her hair hung perfectly underneath her shoulders, wavy and brown. Edward had asked me personally to not let paint her hair, not even highlights. Edward's price tag was over the roof and for the first time Bella loved to waste. She, herself, was unconscious that she though a wedding should be more than she dreamed (if she ever did,) and when we went out and picked the church she was excited and she showed it.
They both wished for San Patrick's cathedral, but when they entered for the tenth time in their life, both knew it was too big (an expectable) and that was not what they wanted. But both got their wished, when they saw their wedding list. A chapel will not suffice for that lot of people. They met a lot of people throughout their lives, even if short ones.
Edward was a pre-med so, in college he met more than handful of friends. Bella's hospital friends that were with her while she was in treatment. There was also her parents' and my own parents' friends. Not to mention Emmet's, Rosalie's, Jasper's, her fork's high school friends and obviously my own.
San Patrick's was the place to be married…but even after all Bella and Edward decided to make this wedding personal.
Bella and Edward "casually" found 'their' perfect place and let me assure you, it was. Before we got into it, it was a clearing here in Washington. It was beautiful, perfect circle and the land was low, so we didn't need to adjust the scenery.
Getting people there was hard, but at the same time an adventure itself. We made a path that people in wheelchairs or elderly would get there without problems whatsoever. Bella said that the path was sent by God, himself for them.
We made two small rooms one in each side, for the bride and groom. There will be a small bathroom, a mirror, a counter and a stool in each campsite.
It was time, so I must go to a wedding.
When Bella took my hand after giving her the moment she asked for we left the small campsite and into the beautiful clearing.
Edward was already there. I motion Charlie to come and Bella was just behind me in a veil. Charlie gasped; he had not seen his daughter. I flashed a short smile and took my bouquet. A hand-tied bouquet of white roses, purple Peruvian Lilies and bi-colored white and purple mini calla lilies are accented by lush greens and wrapped in exotic foliage. My dress was beautiful as well; none of us were wearing heels for Bella because she wanted it as her own inside joke. Rosalie's dress and mine were a satin, crystal beading Princess-line strapless dress with an empire waistline in the color soft violet.
Edward was at the end of the line. I walked down the aisle waiting for everyone to gasp.
It was in that moment that everything was right with the world. Charlie had offered me his arm and I gracefully took it.
"You look beautiful, Bells," he told me. I flashed him a smile.
"Don't make me fall," I said.
"Never,"
The pianist started a song, it wasn't until I really saw forward that I knew.
One night in the hospital in one of my recovery, Edward had brought me to his college apartment, which had a pianoforte. It was black, simply beautiful. When I had fallen asleep, Edward had begun to play; it relaxes him and makes him happy. I was woken up by the sound of the depressive ballad he was playing. He had not notice I was awake as I laid in the comfortable couch on his living room. When I stood up, his playing abruptly stopped. His eyes met mine and I simply walked to him and took the empty space on the piano seat.
"Play something for me," I asked.
"Well, you are lucky because, I just finished this," he started playing a beautiful warm ballad. It was softly made but, in certain times the sound warmth your heart in unheard ways. When he played the last key, he took a deep breath in and out and faced me.
"This is called, The Sun's Song. Inspired by you," he said.
I smiled and blushed.
"It's beautiful, I love it," I didn't know what else to say.
He smiled and kissed me.
"Let's go back to sleep," he stood up and before I could, he swept me off my feet and carried me to the bedroom with me laughing all the way.
I flashed him a smile and he shot me one back with made me stop a little. His smile grew into a hard line, but when he saw me he laughed. This man never ceases to amaze me and probably never will. When we reached the end, the preacher smiled and asked the normal following question.
"Who gives this woman to this man?" he waved his hand from me to Edward.
"Her mother…," he let out a sigh "and I do," We turned to faced each other, he lifted my veil and kissed my forehead softly. I let a tear far, the first of the day.
"I love you," I said looking straight to his eyes, which for him meant honestly and courage.
I looked at my mother and mouthed the same words, she started crying. I shook my head and let out a short low laugh.
I took Edward hand's which was the most perfect thing in the whole world and that was it. The preacher, he and I were the only ones there. The clearing were we had confessed our love in more ways than one. Where he and I could be ourselves with no interventions or meetings to go to or even classes to take. Here time froze for us to live in the moment and know what not to let go.
The ceremony was a blur, but in the occasional moment where I had to answer Alice would clear her throat to bring me out of my trance, but not only was I in a trance. Emmet had the same job as Alice.
The guest laughed when they had cleared their throats.
But in the most crucial moment, we were both where we supposed to be.
"Do you Edward Cullen, take Isabella Marie Swan to be you lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and happiness, in the good times as well as the bad ones as long as both shall live?"
"I do," he flashed me his famous crooked smile and shot him one back.
"And do you Isabella Marie Swan, take Edward Anthony Cullen to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness or in health, in sorrow and happiness, in the good time as well the bad one as long as both shall live?"
I looked at him, took a breath in and out looked forward, smiled and answered.
"I sure do,"
"By the power vested in me my our Father, I now pronounce you husband and wife, now you may kiss your bride,"
He took a breath in and out, looked forward and kissed me.
The kiss lasted longer than traditionally but, everyone cheered and applauses to us. Emmet and Jasper were crying as I hugged Edward. I imagine Alice and Rosalie in the same state.
Edward took my hand and walked me down the aisle as Mrs. Edward Cullen.
We had left the forest to go to our own meadow while everyone arrived at the reception, which was back at the Cullen's house.
Edward had prepared our arrival. There was a small bench and a transparent tarp with flowing white curtains. It was not in the middle of the meadow as it was the meadow itself the wanted scenery.
He swept me off my feet and carried me to the bench.
"You are quite heavy," I slapped his shoulder once he put me down.
"It's the dress, already married and getting in trouble,"
"How do you feel, Mrs. Cullen?" he asked.
"I am splendid and how about you, Mr. Cullen? … Now that doesn't sound right!" I protest.
"Then how about, Mrs. Cullen and Mr. Swan?"
"It makes me feel I am having an affair with my father or my non-existent brother,"
"I don't know how else to pleased you in such important and trivial matter,"
"How about this…Mrs. Cullen's husband; perhaps to long but gives the meaning I wish,"
"Then dear, ask me again,"
"I am splendid also incondensable happy and how about you Mrs. Cullen's husband?"
He looked at me and nodded.
"Words cannot suffice the feeling that warms my heart nor actions can fully satisfied its hunger,"
He always knew the right words, where I could only depend on a movie.
But I was truly happy, it is not my fault what I feel, I have heard somewhere else. Edward and I stayed about an hour talking about the wedding. Alice and Emmet's clear throats, my mother's crying in the beginning and the end of the ceremony, my father's constant death stares, the guest laughter and sadly the empty seat in the back.
Edward and I, never really describe each passing moment we share, I believe is because words were not up to the feeling that complete the room. Either we were really happy, really normal or really royally pissed off.
I loved him and it took me being close to death to notice he also loved me, loves me.
Like Katy Perry sings, "You make me feel like I am livin' a teenage dream…," and Edward sure did.
We weren't a gushy story, a pity story, or a horror story above everything else we weren't a fictional story; love like ours does exist, not commonly seen, rare but rare does not mean non-existent.
I don't get it…what is love without someone to be loved with? I really would be lost without him, maybe I would walk, I would work and study like I do, but I'll never know that what I missing is worth more than everything else.
Dying without living, now that is just pathetic.
"Come on, we must go," Edward pulled me out of my forsaken thoughts.
"Why," I whined. He chuckled.
"Your dress will lose its purposed with me here," I looked at him confuse.
"If it was just us, we would have saved…how much was that dress?" he smirked.
"And how much was this?" I said poking his lap. Coming in closer and kissed him passionately.
"I love you,"
"I sure love you, sucker," I said with a chuckle.
He lifted me up and carried me as far as the car was. Mamma won the lottery of men. I thought as he reached the car.
He put me in the back seat, because the dress would fit the front seat and he had mention, he wouldn't take his hands off me if I did take the front seat. Dirty, dirty boy I thought for my own satisfaction.
When we reached the reception also known as the Cullen's house, the house was beautifully decorated, just like you expect from Alice. She had asked me to leave this to her, and boy did I make the right decision or wha!
When we entered everyone had arrived and as we entered throughout the door the DJ had shouted.
"Everybody, bride and groom in the house!"
We both laughed along with everyone around us.
After the reception ended in the middle of it we had left for our honeymoon courtesy of Emmet and Rosalie. Alice had given us the reception and Carlisle and Esme had given us the house.
Oh yeah, I forgot about that…trust me in a honeymoon you tend to forget about everything back home.
Carlisle and Esme had given a house in Washington, something with the word Cave on the small town name.
When we left for the airport everything was such a mystery, nothing had names on the tickets, the luggage had your basic 'it it's cold, if it's hot, if it's tropical, if it's snowing…etc clothes' I have never seen Edward in a swimsuit.
Yummy…
"Honey wake up," Edward bumped softly my head.
I looked at him and smile…he shot me one right back.
"Are we there yet?"
"I believe we are," I looked outside the window and saw an Island.
I don't believe it!
Believe it or not, I was watching the island own by the famous Virgin company owner that was showed in an episode on MTV's Cribs.
"Edward, I can't believe it!" He took out his phone and probably had dialed Emmet's number.
"Dude, she loves it!" He exclaimed with a wide smile. I kept looking outside the window in a astonish state.
"I knew she would love it, she had been talking about that island since she saw it on MTV," Emmet voice was loud enough to be heard.
"Gimme," Edward handled me the phone.
"Emmet, I love it! Thank you so much…oh gosh, I just want to give you a kiss along with my death hugs," I exclaimed.
"I can assure I am gonna have so much fun," I said in a devilish voice. Edward had chuckle.
"Bella, I just had breakfast…" he said and hung up.
I crushed the phone to my chest and sighed.
Do you know that moment, when everything in the world fits? I did. Everything was as it supposed to be. Being loved and love someone, marry them and when they are gone…nothing ever feels the same. When you eat a new breakfast, you would think… damn she would love this, and then you see the empty seat next to you and let a tear fall. When you move to forget all the bad memories, as you arrived at your new house…it would never feel like home because home was being with her. When friends are no longer the friends you shared. Nothing not even someone new can fill the empty space left in your heart because, she is not there.
I miss her.
I really, royally do.
Man, even her words stick with me.
After the honeymoon everything was great, she and I had the fun of a lifetime, the life I wanted for myself for so long. The one I almost convince myself to leave it out, and not seek for it. Boy, I don't regret it at all, being with her was being actually happy, finding oneself through fights but, knowing at the end of the day we would make love not with anger but, with forgiveness. It was that love that made me alive. Maybe we weren't much for words or conversation, but we knew everything about each other even the secret that we secrets to ourselves. I miss her…but I still love her.
Did she leave me alone? No.
Did she want this pain for me? No.
Did she love me? I surely knew she did.
I wanted her all for myself when I met her, when I knew her and obviously when I loved her. Maybe love for some it's lame, for other's it's hard to believe it's truly real and for other's that don't believe the change it does to you, it happens but, only when you have truly loved someone like her or maybe her. It's hard to hold on to what's been blown away by the wind, it's hard to let go something you hold oh, so dear. It's almost impossible to have it with us forever. But to know it, feel it, and remember it…those are the feelings that remind me that everything she, we and I were, were real.
After we had come back from the honeymoon…we weren't the same people. We were more in love if that possible.
I am not going to say everything that happened to us, in there. Trust me, you couldn't take it.
"Edward, did you pay the phone bill?" I shouted from the kitchen.
"No, I though you would," he said from his office.
"Damn, alright,"
"Want me to do it?" he kindly offered.
"Nah, it's alright. It's something easy… go back to work," I reply.
Instead of going back to his office, he grabbed my wide waist and pulled me to him.
"How do you feel?" he breathed in my ear.
"Do I need to answer?"
He let a dark chuckle and kissed me deeply, when he broke the kissed he went to my neck as I dig my fingers into his sex-hair. I massage it like he liked it. He played with my breast and then put his hands into my thighs.
"Ouch," I said.
"Damn, so hot," he breathed letting my thighs go.
"I think the baby will be dirty…dirty when he has grown up," I said massaging my big belly that carried our child.
My boy
I found out I was pregnant eight and half months ago. I was going to the doctor's appointment in a few minutes. Rosalie and Alice were coming with me as well.
Do you know that movie? Which was it?
Oh yeah, Bride Wars, when at the end of the movies the best of friends were due at the same time. Guess what?
We are not…
We are two weeks apart from each other. Alice was two weeks early than me; I was two week before Rosalie's first. Sadly, Rosalie's first was a miscarriage, she wouldn't sleep with Emmet for months, not that he did not complain, because he was too in pain, losing a child is not something easy to deal with. But after therapy from friends and happiness they tried again and that did it. She was pregnant and so far, so good, nothing bad has happen with this child. We told her in her third or fourth months that this is the spirit of the other child; he wanted you as his mom…and he stick to that.
Other weird coincidence was that all of our babies were boys; we had picked out the names and everything.
This was weird, because even though names are that someone that the parent's love and without their support we would be nowhere, so we decided on the four boys that have been in our lives for so long.
Rosalie's was Jasper Em, Alice's Edward Carlisle and mine Charles Carlisle, everyone thought that was the best combination, but I loved all of our names. This was also Alice's idea since she named her daughter Isabella Rose; friends for life. We decided if Rosalie and I had daughters that their names would be, Bella Rose and Rosalie Aly.
One week had passed and Alice went into labor for a second time. Nothing ever changed except it was five years ago since I got married, I was "fat" and so was Rosalie, both married and pregnant. Emmet was the least that changed; Edward graduated from pre-med and now was an assistant to a neurologist doctor in a residency. This was his second year in it only five years to go so he could be a real attendant. His hours were crazy but, he knew how to prioritize. Sometimes I would be first, but I understood as I was a nurse in the same hospital. And sometimes he could say to the chief "I am out, gonna screw my wife," which probably was the day he knocked me up.
Edward Carlisle was born September 23, 2017.
Charles Carlisle was born October 7, 2017.
Jasper Em was born October 21, 2017.
Edward and I took the day for ourselves and I decided to tell him in what I was working on.
"Edward, I am writing a novel,"
"Really, what is it about?"
"A love story,"
"Ours?"
"No,"
"Why?"
"Our story could never be perfectly described as I would want to,"
"True,"
"Then what is it about?"
"What love always was,"
"That we know about," he wrapped me into his arms and kissed me.
"What is it called?"
"Blowing Stills," I informed him.
"Beautiful and deep title," I nodded in agreement.
"I wrote this for you, you are not the only one that writes," he said handling me a paper.
~On our way~
As the wind blow against her cheek,
Nothing as precious or alike as she
The flower of my dreams.
I met you once upon a dream
A memory hard to reach
Forgive for forgetting such a thing,
But it doesn't compare with reality.
As I grew closer to her,
She started to slip away
From my begging pleads
To a wandering being.
I love her, yes I do.
I want to marry her,
I surely do,
Her words stick with me.
Until my dying breath she belongs to me.
I love who she is,
And we are on our way…
To whom we'll really be,
And she would answer.
"Then on our way we should be in,"
THE END
Thanks you so much for reading, you have no idea what this means to me. I hope you liked the story. I had so much fun writing it, I really did.
There will be a side story, Alice and Jasper. I don't want to put aside those who represent friends for life.
Review so other people see the story interesting. XD
I am so happy that I finished this means so much to me (personally).
Thanks for sticking with me and this love story.
Bye,
Rose.
Remember, plz XD
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