Okay, so, yeah, Thanks to everyone that has reviewed and/or has this story on favorites/alerts!
Also, I just now noticed that I've have spelled Emmett like Emmet. So, from now on, I'm going to try to spell it the right way!
And one more thing, since Bella died and came back to life and everything, she is not ugly like a zombie! She looks the same as before she died. Human-like!
Disclaimer: All characters and the Twilight Saga itself belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do not own any songs in this story.
Previously
"Do you, Isabella Marie Swan, take....," I tuned out Emmett and just stared at Bella with that same wide smile I've had on my smile ever since she came back to life.
"I do," she replied after a deep breath.
Emmett questioned the same to me, changing "husband" to "wife" and "Isabella Marie Swan" to "Edward Anthony Mason Cullen".
"I do," I told him without hesitation.
Before Emmett even said I could kiss her, Bella launched herself at me with her lips landing on mine.
Chapter 8
Right Here In My Arms – His Infernal Majesty
She is smiling like heaven is down on earth,
Sun is shining so bright on her,
And all her wishes have finally come true,
And her heart is weeping,
This happiness is killing her.
She'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
She'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
So hard she's trying,
But her heart won't turn to stone... oh no,
She keeps on crying,
But I won't leave her alone,
She'll never be alone.
She'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
She'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
And she'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
And she'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
And she'll be right here in my arms,
So in Love,
She'll be right here in these arms,
She can't let go.
Bella and I had arrived at Esme Island a week ago. Grasping this knowledge, Alice, of course, called dozens of times to remind the two of us that we were no longer virgins. She also advised us to our wedding gifts frequently.
From Emmett and Rosalie, we—mostly I though—had gotten a male, cheetah-spotted thong. At first, I thought it was a complete joke, but later discovered that they were not deceiving us. Ever since we opened their gift, Bella had wanted me to wear it for her, and I don't think that I'll be able to reject her idea much longer.
Alice and Jasper had just given us kitchen things for Bella until she gets turned. Knives, pots, pans, and utilities such as that.
And of course, Carlisle let us have our Honeymoon on the Island.
Esme's courtesy was given in the same fashion of that Emmett and Rosalie had. She had given Bella several Victoria's Secret's Bra and Panties sets. Each of which have been worn by Bella within this past week; I must confess that she looks more stunning each time, but lately she has been eating—and drinking venom—a lot more and her stomach has been growing.
I was obstructed to think about everything that has happened when something kicked me.
Looking down, I saw nothing out of the ordinary. Bella was sleeping nude, but we both were covered with a maroon blanket. One of her hands was resting on my chest while the other was crushed against her chest. I shrugged mentally and closed my eyes while pulling Bella closer to me.
Moments later I heard a tiny voice that caused my eyes to fly open, Mama, dada, I love you.
I got up swiftly and settled myself on my knees in front of Bella. She woke then. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me questionably while sitting up on my elbows.
"What are you doing, Edward?" Bella asked, trying to keep the blanket from falling off of her body.
I didn't reply. I just ripped the cloth off her body as she complained about being tired and wanting to go back to sleep. I pressed my ear to her massive pale stomach.
The baby yawned and then spoke to me, Night, night, daddy.
Okay, sorry it's kind of short, but the baby had to come from somewhere, right!?
Anyway, please review
---J