The scenery was beautiful. In the pews of the church were all filled up; each row had roses and tulips on the sides, along with more flowers carefully placed in different areas; I was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress. It wasn't too fancy and outlandish but it wasn't too plain. The ends of the dress and around the chest area had stitches that made the dress look fantastic. It wasn't too poofy and the straps were falling off the shoulders and had sleeves that were a bit transparent.

Nonetheless, it was my wedding day and everything was perfect.

I walked down the aisle with my dad. I saw he was close to tears and my mom in the front row with Phil was crying already. All my friends smiled effervescently and I would do a nervous nod or two. As I reached the priest I smiled in contentment. What I didn't realize that two people were standing next to me.

Both Jake and some guy with amazing green eyes were on both sides.

"What the…" I said aloud. Who the heck was I marrying?!

"Bella, which man will you take as your husband?" I looked back at Jake and Mr. Green eyes. Obviously I wanted Jake but…in my dream I didn't want to say Jake…but I didn't want to say the other guy either!

"Choose Bella!"The priest yelled.

I woke up feeling the sweat falling off of my forehead. The swirl in my stomach was overwhelming as I stumbled out of my bed. This guilt carried on with me when I walked down the stairs. I saw my dad sitting down on the kitchen chair. My vision was still blurred since I just woke up. I mutedly mumbled out a hello and brought out two bowls, spoons, the milk, and the cereal. I slid the bowl and the spoon to him. After I finished putting how much I wanted I passed it to him.

"Thanks Isabella."

Isabella? My dad doesn't really call me that.

I looked up to get a closer examination. Blonde hair? My dad definitely does not have blonde hair.

"Who are you?" I shot off my chair and grabbed the first thing I could reach—a spatula. Great Bella. You can't even get a good weapon to use in your house. The knives were in the other side of the kitchen.

"I thought Charlie had told you about us yesterday. I guess not." He sighed and calmly went up the stairs.

"Hey! I'm not fooling around!" I chased after him. He was knocking on Charlie's door.

I hit his back with the spatula but I don't think it made a difference if I hadn't. "Stay away! Tell me who you are!" I was about to throw it at his head when Charlie walked out.

He stepped in the mysterious man's way and positioned his hands in front of him. "Bella stop!" I put my hands back down and waited for an explanation.

"Um," he looked at the guy and backed at me, "let's discuss this downstairs. And I'll explain it to you Bella." He said diffidently. Something about the way he said that made me wonder. We went down and I felt this uncomfortable pressure weighing down on me. This is definitely not good.

"Take a seat Bella." It was weird how that other guy said it and not Charlie. I guess he knew exactly what was going on. I dumbly took the seat and stared at Charlie. The crease in his forehead, the nervous tapping on the table, and the fact that he wouldn't stay looking at one thing made my stomach flip.

He looks down and then at the guy. "I don't know how to tell her Carlisle." That's his name?

"Just tell her Charlie." He didn't seem mad or bored. I think he really wanted to get the news out in the open.

"Okay…Bella? Yesterday, Carlisle and Edward came over. You fainted when I told you—" he gave a quick nervous glance at Carlisle. He nodded Charlie to continue. "Edward is your fiancé." I felt my eyes roll back but then someone caught me. He scent woke me up instantly. It was a mixture of opposite scents. It was dry and sweet, fresh and warm, light and rich which danced on my mind. The fumes of nutmeg, woods, and the sweet scent of chocolate to a mature level traveled up to my brain sending me in an alerted state. I looked up to see a guy I wouldn't mind breathing in.

Just having thoughts like that made me hate him. I love Jake but having him standing in front of me was frustrating. I hated to admit having sexual feelings towards him.

I jerked my way out of him and stood defensively to him. "Charlie, whose this?" I grumbled out. He looked at me apologetically.

"That would be my son. Edward meet Isabella." Carlisle said sadly. I could tell his plan of me falling in love with him failed. Damn straight I wouldn't love him.

"Dad. You know I have Jake. I don't want or need anyone. Especially an arranged marriage." I glared at Edward but he looked at me as if I didn't matter. He was shirtless which exposed his ripped abs.

I want to run up to him and run my hands up and down them. At the same time I wanted to grab his hair and push it to the sink hoping he could bleed.

"Stop acting like a whinny bitch. You're not the only one who was sucked into this. Stop being such a baby god dammit."

This is so stupid but…what the fuck?! He thinks he can boss me around like that? If it wasn't for his attitude I'd probably like him.

"You don't have any rights to tell me that! You're no better."

I felt kind of bad for Charlie and Carlisle.

But then again, I hated his son.

"God, I'm doing—what's his face? Jake? I'm doing him such a fuckin' big favor." He chugs down the milk from the carton and made his way up the stairs. I gave both Charlie and Carlisle an indignant look and ran after him.

"Why the hell are you running away Edward?" I grabbed his shoulder and forced him to turn my way.

"I'm not running away? I'm simply walking back to my room?"

"Please stop talking like that. I'd rather have you talking stupidly."

"Uh, I was talking stupidly."

"Could've fooled me."

We glared at each other and waited. He turned around and started walking to my room.

"Where are you going? That's my room idiot." I pointed at the door he was going to.

"I know. But since we are getting married the men decided we sleep together. Deal with it." He smirked and rushed inside. I stood at my door flushed with anger.

"Charlie!" I ran down to him and grabbed his shoulders.

"Please don't make me do this please! I do not want him to be in my room; I don't want to marry him; I don't want to do anything with him! why are you making me suffer dad?" I felt some traitor tears building up in my eyes but I ignored them. He looked at me sympathetically.

"I'm sorry Bella. I know you don't understand but please just deal with it for now."

"Dad! Why are you doing this?!" I screamed at him. I felt the tears starting dangerously fall.

"Bella, don't yell at me. I said to deal with it so don't yell." I could tell I was testing his patient with me but how are you supposed to deal with the fact that your life was ruined in just one day. Jake is my love and I'm not going to give up so easily.

"God! I hate you!" I ran up the stairs and dared myself not to look back. I opened my door and slammed it shut. I started to punch my door and cried to myself.

"Fuck. You're more screwed up than I thought."

Crap. I forgot that beast was here. If I could…I'd have him thrown out my window. He sat on the small bed on the floor—which was right next to mine. He was reading a book and had the most preposterous smirk slapped right on his face. I really wanted to hurt him right now.

"Shut up, just shut up okay? Leave me alone for once—just go. Please." I stared at the corner of my room. For some reason he actually just groaned and left. I walked to my bed and fell on it.

The undying thirst for Jake was beating in my head. I circled my hand one after the other. I wanted to feel his hands on mine.

I bore my eyes on the bracelet Jake gave me. I picked it up and tied it on my hand. Tears fell down as I tried to laugh it off.

"I'm fine. Of course I am." As my nose was running I fiddled around my shirt. I tried to block my mind with distractions. I grabbed my jacket and went out the door. I avoided the looks Charlie and Carlisle were giving me.

"Why is it so cold…" I got into my truck and waited for the heater to warm me up. I drove to Jake's house. I love driving there because the road was so familiar to me. My second house and family.

Jake could always hear my truck since it's basically a hungry lion. He opened the door and ran to me. I felt the heat running through my body like a drug. I craved more from him.

"I missed you so much Bells. The night wasn't the same without you." He winked at me and carried me inside his house. we sat on his bed and laid there.

"Jake…my dad came home with bad news…" he looked at me confused. I wish I didn't have to tell you.

"Which is…?"

I stared at the ceiling and waited for a few minutes. "Something happened and I'm…I'm getting married." I choked on the last words.

"Uh huh. And I'm starring it a movie about us." I looked at him seriously and that's when it hit him. I wasn't kidding.

"Bells. What do you mean married? How can you get married!?" he started to rant and yell about how I couldn't get married for a good ten minutes. Then he stared at me with disbelief eyes.

"I'm sorry Jake…" that was my genius line. Awesome right?

"…you cant do anything about it?" his eyes were glassed over and his voice was sullen. I shook my head.

"But I'm going to try okay? I promise." I felt that we had just been broken. I felt tears falling down on my cheek.

"Good." We held on each other as if our lives we're separating. I can't imagine living without Jake. It sucked more for him since I already have a boy tied onto me.

After our long hug, we tried to forget that I ever told him the news. We hung out like the usual and tried to keep our faces happy looking. I wasn't sure if any of us fell for it but at least we did our best faking it. I left his house around night time. When I entered my house I noticed two really beautiful girls sitting down on my couch. Plus a really angry Charlie.

"Bella! Where were you?! You've been gone the whole day!" his faced was puffed up with anger and I bet his head was going to explode.

"I was with Jake father! You know, my boyfriend?" I noticed one of the girls told the other girl "you go sister". I laughed in my head. She seemed pretty cool. And I know its weird that I'm making this decision over one joke that wasn't meant for me to hear.

"Bella!" Charlied yelled in embarrassment.

"Isabella? May we all have a seat? I think we need to straighten some things out." Carlisle obviously said it in a soft tone but somehow he was able to make it sound threatening. I obeyed and sat on the couch next to the girls.

"Isabella, this is Alice and Rosalie. Alice, Rosalie this is Isabella."

"Actually I prefer Bella." I shook both their hands but I think Rosalie didn't like me. She kept glaring at me. You know when you could feel the vibe when someone wants to kill you? I was feeling massive energy of 'kill Bella' from her.

"Alice is Edward's sister and Rosalie is—or was uh…Edward's…" he looked nervously at Rosalie. Who could she be? A cousin?

"I was his girlfriend until you came along and ruined it. Thanks." She said sarcastically. Ouch. So she's the girl I'm replacing. I knew Edward was not a single guy. He's too arrogant, conceited and well…anything bad really about a guy so girls probably wanted that.

She had pure blonde hair, blue eyes, a gorgeous body that any girl would kill for, and had this double take effect about her. She would make subtle movements and looks but by just one look she says so much. Just looking at her dropped my self esteem close to the bottom. She was tensed and had a bitter tone which hid behind "nice" comments.

Alice was very pale and pixie like. She had small features that struck me the most. Her eyes we're just as green as her brother's which was terrifying. She looked smaller than Rosalie and was more relaxed. She has brown hair which was cut short and spiked up at the bottom. Every time she would talk, it looked like she was dancing with her words.

I didn't want to say anything back. I knew if I did it would be a major lion wrestling match. I'm pretty sure no one wanted that to happen. So I was forced to be the big girl and shut my yappers.

"Anytime." There. Short and simple. She still manage to squeeze in a little hate to me and brush her off to the side.

We were forced to talk and get to know each other. I realized Alice was perfectly normal and Rosalie was a psychotic bitch. Oh well. I was bound to meet one way or another.

A few minutes later, Edward walked down the stairs.

"Oh…shit." The look in his eyes made it seem he was wishing for something. I guess when he saw Rosalie and I together he was probably hoping that we would get in a fight over him. I hate him.

He ran to Rosalie, carried her to his lap, and started making out with her.

"Edward!" Carlisle screamed at him.

God I hate him.