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Breaking Dawn: My Style - Chapter 3

Oh, how I hated the attention that I was getting! Carlisle and Esme were home, so I was getting a visit from everyone, at least twice a day. The only ones who I hadn't seen since Monday, the day he left, were Emmett and… Edward. Untill the morning of the third day, I felt utterly abandoned. Charlie, Emmett, and Edward were gone. Life was literally my own personal hell. On so many levels, I wanted Edward to come back. On so many more levels, I disliked him to an extreme. (A/N: Notice how she doesn't say hate. Yet. Dun dun dunnn.)

I missed Emmett's booming laugh. He was like the older brother I never had. He teased me endlessly, but I couldn't help but adore the bear. I felt absolutely terrible for Rosalie. But then again, she had encouraged him to leave.

I fell asleep to my lullaby being played on Alice's CD player. Before I knew it, I could hear the sounds of Emmett and Rosalie talking just outside the door.

"EMMETT!" I screamed, running to Alice's door, and tearing it open. He pulled me into a tight bear hug, looking quite like a five-year-old on Christmas morning.

"Bella! You get clumsier every time I see you!" He laughed. I could tell that Rosalie was shocked at my sudden energy, because she stood there gaping at us, but then her expression slowly drifted into a triumphant smile. By the time he put me down she was grinning ear to ear at him. But then I asked him,

"Did you find him?"

They both stopped smiling. My heart rate increased dramatically as he answered. "Well, actually I did Bella. And he wasn't with Tanya." I let out an exasperated breath. "But he did visit her. Well, not just her. The whole clan actually."

I waited patiently for the rest.

"Bella, he really did leave under his better judgment. As soon as he saw me he ran. The next day I found him in a small meadow. It looked weirdly like the one that you guys refer to as 'your meadow'. He sat with me and he told me about all of his feelings for you. I was shocked."

My expression must have appeared as empty as I felt, because he rushed the rest out so quickly that I was visibly straining to hear what he said. "Bella, he didn't leave you. He's coming back. He still loves you. More than I've ever even experienced. He would give his life for you Bella. He just feels responsible for Charlie's take on your engagement, but listen to me Bella!" I had turned to look at the floor. "He loves you more than life itself. Just listen to him when he tries to talk to you. Okay?"

"Sure, Emmett. But how am I supposed to listen to him when he's not-" I sighed.

They were down the stairs and out the front door before I had finished speaking. I sighed, again, but instead of returning to Alice's room, I stiffly walked up the next flight of stairs to Edward's room. I sat down on his big leather sofa, and let the tears flow endlessly.

When I woke up again it must have been some time in the morning because the light outside the huge glass wall was brighter than usual. I saw Alice sitting on the floor next to me, watching me curiously. I stiffly stood up, attempting to walk over to her. She had a bag under her, obviously trying to hide something from me.

"Thanks again, Alice." She looked at me questioningly.

"For what?" She replied, eyeing me suspiciously.

"For everything. For the clothes," She stifled a giggle, I hadn't opened the bag yet. "Alice... what's in the bag?" I said flatly.

"Oh, just a little something. Don't freak, it's nothing big." She said through her pronounced smirk.

I opened the bag and pulled out a dress. Not just a dress. The dress. It was dark blue, strapless, and absolutely stunning. I was curious as to why I would need it.

"Alice, Edward isn't even back yet. Let-alone am I ready to go running into his arms and forgive him. Who else would enjoy me wearing that?" I asked.

"Well, you. We're having a surprise... event. Plus, we're giving you a-" She paused for 'dramatic effect', and continued as Rosalie practically broke down the door, "MAKEOVER!" they screamed together. No. No way was I going to let them do this to me! I was still upset about what had happenned with Edward, and I was in no mood for a makeover.

"Now, Alice," Rosalie turned to Alice, and said, "I need to speak with you for a minute. Alone." Alice sighed and followed Rosalie out the door. I sighed. Alone, again. I thought miserably. I can't take much more of his abscence. Part of me wanted to slap myself for forgiving him so willingly, without even talking to him first. My mind shied away from the pain automatically, and I quickly turned my thoughts to the dress. Hmm. I wondered. I wonder what Edward would think of me in the dress.

And then it dawned on me.

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