Story of My Life

Disclaimer: I honestly dont own Twilight. Wish I did :/
Author's Note: Saying I love you really doesn't seem like enough. Well, it's all I can do for now! I LOVE YOU GUYS!! You're so awesome, thank you for the wonderful reviews. I got a review that mentioned I was going in and out of present tense. Yea, about that...I sorry! I'm trying to work on that, but last chapter was the worst it's ever been for me in a very long while. Hope that didn't both you too much! I'll go back and edit it after this chapter is posted.

I listen to Don't Trust Me by 3Oh!3 the ENTIRE time I wrote this chapter. Go listen to it, it's hilarious. Watch it on Youtube, this one kid did a video to it and I died. From laughter that is!

EDWARD'S POV

Time stood still.

Bella said it. I do. She said those magic words! That famous phrase. Two perfect words. She agreed to be with me through sickness and health, for richer or poorer. She put all her trust in me. She wanted to start a family with me. She wanted to grow old with me. She believed I would be a good husband. She agreed to a life with me, forever. And our life together was going to be perfect.

Clearly, I spoke to soon.

When I turned to smile at my beautiful bride I was not met with the sight I expected. What I expected was Bella to be smiling back at me, ready for her kiss. Instead, I turned to see Bella stumbling backwards with her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

I acted on instinct. I reached out and Bella fell right into my arms. I landed on my knees, but Bella was fine and that's all that mattered. Her eyes were closed shut and her breathing was heavy. My heart rate accelerated. I had no idea what the hell was going on. And the fact that everyone was freaking out around me did not help my nerves.

"Bella, what's wrong, Bella," I cried into her ear. She didn't respond. Instead she kept breathing deeply. I lifted a hand to her face in an attempt to wake her. When I touched her skin I instantly noticed how hot she was. I had to get her out of this heat. She was suffering. Even though she was nearly five months pregnant, I lifted her with ease. The crowd that had gathered around us parted like the red sea as I walked with Bella towards my house.

Alice threw the back door open and lead me into the living room. "Put Bella on the couch, I'm going upstairs to get her something else to wear."

Leave it to my sister to worry about Bella's wardrobe after she faints. I did as Alice instructed and placed Bella delicately down on the couch. Carlisle was quick to join us. "Let me take a look at her," he said in one breath. He was obviously concerned about Bella and the baby's health. I moved aside so I could give him enough space to inspect Bella properly.

Standing in the background was a bad idea. As I watched my father look over my wife, I felt an ache in my heart. Bella laid there, the only movement she mad was her chest as it rose and fell her heavy breathing. What could have happened? What if she was hurt? What would I do with myself? She promised me forever and I didn't even get a glimpse. She couldn't leave me! Not now! Not ever. I wouldn't have this. I couldn't have this happen.

"Is she alright," I asked after a long moment of silence. Carlisle motioned for me to come kneel beside him. I did so within less than five seconds. "Please tell me she's alright."

"She appears to be," Carlisle explained to me slowly. "But I don't have much to work with here."

"She has to be okay," I told him irrationally. "She told me she would be there for me. Through everything. She promised we'd raise our children together, in a happy home. How could our home be happy if she's not there? What does she expect me to do if I lose her?"

Carlisle didn't have the answers I was looking for. He could only smile at me apologetically. "I'm going to speak to the wedding party, stay with her. If she doesn't wake in five minutes, we're going straight to the hospital."

I only gapped at Carlisle's now retreating form. The hospital? If we went to the hospital that would mean this was serious. I didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to picture Bella lying in a hospital bed. I'd seen her there before; it was not a pretty sight. It hurt to watch her lying there, with no way of helping her. I felt so useless. I was supposed to protect her. I suppose to make sure nothing like this ever happened. Every time she hurt, it meant I had failed her. She didn't deserve a man who couldn't do something as simple as keep her safe. Bella deserved much better. But I couldn't think like that. She'd be angry if she ever heard me say that. So I pushed the thoughts from my mind. All I could so was wait. Well, maybe I could plead. I could plead with God to let this mean nothing. He'd have to hear me.

I grabbed a hold of Bella's hand and squeezed it tightly before I began. It had been a long time since I prayed, but I still knew how to do it.

"I know that I don't speak to you much God, nor have I done things you would be proud of, but I'm not talking to you for me. I'm talking to you for my wife, Isabella. I'm sure you know her and how she has a nasty habit of getting hurt. I wanted to talk to you about that," I sighed heavily, feeling my eyes grow wet with tears. Bella's breath remained shallow and jagged. My heart cringed at the sound. "I need you to fix that. Bella's going to be a mommy again and I can't have her getting hurt anymore. Our little Ayden has already seen his momma in too much pain. It hurts too many people when she hurts, my self especially. I know this may be a lot to ask of you but please, leave her alone. Now I don't want to offend you. And I don't want you out of her life, I'd never wish for that. You need to watch over whenever I'm not there. But can we leave it at that? All I ask is for you to keep Bella safe and coming home to me every night. Just let this little thing mean nothing. Let Bella be okay. I don't think I can take much more."

I looked up at the ceiling once I was done. I don't know if I expected to see God's face or something, but I looked up nonetheless. He didn't speak to me. His face was not staring down at me. All I saw was the elaborate pink decorations Alice had hung earlier. Had I actually expected God to speak to me? No, of course not. I sighed heavily and shifted my weight.

"You're so cute," came a small voice from my side. I whipped my head around quickly to stare directly into those warm, beautiful brown eyes I fell in love with. Bella laughed at my expression.

"How do you feel? Are you okay? Are you thirsty," I asked her quickly. I tried to ignore the fact she was already making fun of me. She had been awake for not even a minute and I've already got her laughing at me. "Let me get you some water."

"Too late, I've got some," Rose said from the doorway. We turned to look at her. She shuffled into the room with the glass in her hands. Rose knelt down next to me and handed the glass over to Bella. I helped Bella sit up before she took a sip of her water. She proceeded to drink the whole thing in one gulp. Rose laughed.

"Thirsty Bells?" She asked while raising her brow. Bella only nodded before taking in a deep breath. "Your lucky you married a guy who has fast enough reflexes her can keep up with your clumsy self."

"I'm lucky, but for a lot of other reasons," Bella assured Rose. I couldn't hide the smirk that crept over my lips. As happy and fine as Bella seemed, I was still very worried. Just a few moments ago I was praying to God for her to wake up and be alight. Thank you, I silently whispered to him.

"You're awake!" Alice shrieked from the top of the stairs. The three of us who were still sane rolled our eyes. Alice charged down the stairs and practically knocked me over to get to Bella. Her little hands were flying all over the place, assessing Bella and making sure she was alright. "Oh my god, you scared me."

"Sorry," Bella shrugged, but her cheeks were beat red. It was quite obvious she was embarrassed by this.

"Look, let's get you changed so you're not suffocating in that dress anymore," Alice said, heaving Bella off the sofa. I went to protest but Bella saw me and gave me a look. I closed my mouth and glared at my sister. She didn't know the first thing about dealing with a faint victim. You don't make them get up and get changed.

"I'll be back in a minute, and then we can go greet our guests," Bella bent down to whisper in my ear. I didn't get a chance to tell her she should just rest, because Alice dragged her out of the room at top speed. I grumbled and moved to sit on the couch, Rose mimicked the action.

"She's so ridiculous," I groaned.

"You know, I'm sure Bella wants to just act like none of this happened," Rose said thoughtfully. "I mean, she's probably embarrassed and blaming herself for it. You know Bella, she thinks everything is her fault."

"But it's not her fault!" I said loudly. Rose glared at me as if she was contemplating my murder. She wasn't the kind of girl that liked being yelled at. Especially if she did nothing wrong. "I'm sorry. It's just, well Bella always blames herself. And it's generally never her fault. This is obviously a situation that isn't her fault! I mean, she fainted. How is she supposed to control that?"

"I don't know," Rose said with a shrug. She looked her nails before giving me more of an answer. "I know Bella though and she's just going to want to go back outside and go on with her wedding. Just let her."

"She fainted Rose, did you miss that part?" I asked her incredulously. The only thing Bella was going to do is go upstairs and rest. The last thing she needed to do in her condition was walk around in hundred degree weather.

"Edward," Rose gave me that look again and I immediately turned away from her. "Don't even think of talking to me like I'm stupid. We both know where that will get you."

"Sorry," I muttered again. It wasn't intentional. She just didn't understand the seriousness of this. Okay, she probably understood that this was serious. But Rose didn't see it from my point of view. This is my wife we're talking about. She is the love of my life. If anything happened to her, and I mean anything, it would kill me. And that can't happen since there's a baby on the way and we've already got Ayden. I couldn't imagine a life without Bella and I didn't want to imagine that for our children.

"I understand you're nervous because Bella's condition," Rose started off slowly. I nodded my head rapidly. "But if Bella is willing to go outside, you have to let her. This is her big day and she wants to share it with everyone. If you see her getting tired, breathing really heavy or anything like that, then you are allowed to step in. But as of right now, Bella is fine. Carlisle said if she woke up, we'd just play it by ear. You need to ease up a little bit. It's supposed to be the happiest day of your life."

She was right. Of course she was right. I knew that I had to go along with this. Because if I did, Bella would be happy. And I swore to make her happy for the rest of my life. "I know."

"Good boy," Rose patted my on the shoulder before standing. "I'm going to go greet you adorning public and let Carlisle now we're ready to celebrate."

I only nodded my head. I had to be thankful of Rose. She put me in perspective before I made an ass of myself in front of my wife. M y wife. I'd already begun saying it, but I hadn't actually thought about it fully. This was exactly what we wanted. We were bonded to one another for the rest of our lives. We didn't need a wedding to tell us that, but it made it 'official' and that made Bella happy. And I ultimately was happy when she was. It sounded sappy, but it was the God honest truth. Bella was all I needed in this world. Every part of her. Including our children. My life was finally coming together and it was all because of that brown-eyed beauty.

"Care to dance?" Bella's voice caught my attention. She was leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed over her dress. She'd swapped her tight-fitting, extravagant wedding dress for a looser dress that fell above her knees. She had on a pair of flip flops and all the hair was pulled away from her face. Alice was probably very disgruntled with how simple Bella looked, but I couldn't help but be amazed. She took my breath away.

I rose and moved to her side before speaking. I took her into my arms and held her close to me. "I will do whatever makes you happy."

Her little hands found there way to my face. She looked my directly in the eye, "I love you Edward Anthony Cullen."

"I love you Isabella Marie Cullen," I breathed, kissing her temple.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that," Bella said, pulling away from her. Upon hearing her words the smiled dropped from my face. I stared at her, complexly confused and offended. "Oh my God Edward, I didn't mean to say it like that!"

I let out of huge sigh of relief. "Then what do you mean?"

"Well," she said slowly as she turned away from me shyly. I couldn't really tell why she looked away. "Since I went retarded," now I could. She knows, all to well, that I hate it when she speaks badly of herself. I think the world of her and it's insulting for her to belittle herself constantly.

"I didn't really get a chance to say I do," she went on. "And I mean, that's the biggest part of the day."

"You want to say it again," I asked.

She looked back at me with a huge smile spread across her face. I swear she hopped a little, but I wasn't going to say anything about it. Despite how funny it was. She nodded her head rapidly at me. "Please Edward?"

"What did I say before?"

"You wanted Alice to plan your next party," she asked me, her voice questioning.

"Of course little brother," Alice says as she passes by us, heading for the backyard.

"I'm not younger," I called after her.

"I was born first," she turned back around to look at me, her little hands firmly placed on her hips.

Bella stood as my side, giggling at the ridiculousness of the conversation between my sister and me. I groaned loudly, "You were born five minutes earlier."

"Which makes me five minutes older, little brother," she quipped. "Now, if you're done being a dumby, I'm going to tell the minister what's going on and making sure everyone is situated and ready for you."

"I am not—"

I went to say I wasn't a dumby and I was going to ask her who the hell said dumby anymore, but Bella stepped between us and cut me off. "Thanks Alice, you're the best."

"Thanks B, I'll see you soon," Alice blew Bella a kiss and then glared at me evilly before dashing out of the house to set off on her little mission. I stuck my tongue out of her, but it was useless, she didn't see the gesture. Bella turned back to me, shaking her head.

"You two are such babies," she said with a giggle. I snaked my arms around her waist again and pulled her close to me. I dropped a kiss to her forehead before answering.

"But I'm a cute baby, so it's okay," I informed her.

"I guess you're right," she said, faking a sigh. I nudged her rib lightly and she began to laugh. "Stop, that tickles!" I continued. "Edward! Okay, okay. You are more than right!"

"That's always nice to hear," I replied with a smirk. We stood together, enjoying the comfortable silence, for a few moments. But I came to my senses quickly. If I wanted to get Bella home to rest, I'd have to get this all done, and soon. "I guess we've kept our guests waiting long enough?"

"Probably," she replied. "But they can wait just a little longer, right?"

Before I had a chance to say anything, she stood on her tip toes and pressed her lips to mine. Instinctively I grabbed her face and deepened the kisses. My hands were quick to roam, one moving to play with her hair while the other went to rest on her waist. Her hands moved through my hair rapidly, while her tongue glided across my bottom lip. I gasped and her tongue flitted into my mouth. We battled for dominance and of course, I let her win. She was an incredible kisser. And I hated it when she broke away from me. but I saw her gasping for air and my mind went crazy.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to get Carlisle? Bella!"

She raised her hand and put a finger to my lips. After taking one deep breath and letting it out, she spoke. "I'm fine, I promise. But I know you're worried, so I'll talk to Carlisle after the minister says you're allowed to kiss the bride!"

The offer was very tempting. And Bella truly wanted it. It's not like I had a choice to deny her. I promised her always. "You make a good offer."

"I'm happy to hear that!" She beamed, pecking me on the lips before heading for the back door. I followed her silently. When we walked under the archway of lilies we came into view of the whole party standing there, waiting for us. At once they erupted into applause and Bella went beat red. I took her by the hand and led her back up to the alter.

Everyone sat back down once we had stopped in front of the minister. I turned towards him, Bella's hand firmly gripped in my own. He repeated the words to her once more and Bella smiled brightly at him. I kept my eye on her, making sure she didn't stumble over once more. I'd been so focused on making sure she was okay, I almost missed Bella pledge her life to me. She noticed this and squeezed my hand.

"I do," she said directly to me.

The minister clapped his hands together, a warm smile spread across his old wrinkled face. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

And I did just that.

Hours later, Bella and I were just about ready to call it a night. Bella had kept to her promise and spoke with my father right after the service. She looked better and he assured me everything was fine. He said she must have had a heat flash and in her condition it caused her to faint. He told me it was common for women during the summer. That didn't help ease my nerves. I made sure to keep Bella hydrated and out of the sun for the most part.

"I'm beat," she whispered in my ear. I nodded my head in agreement.

We were sitting at the main table with her father. He was talking animatedly to us about this woman he'd been speaking with lately. Her name was Sue…Clearwater? We'd met her daughter and son briefly. The boy seemed extremely pleasant, but the girl didn't appear to be the same way. She came across as very bitter. According to Alice this girl went through a really bad break-up and wasn't very trusting of people at this point. How my sister knew that, I couldn't tell you. But it did make sense.

After we met them, my father went about showing off Bella to my extended family while I mingled with others. Everyone asked if Bella was okay and how the pregnancy was coming along. We'd spent a lot of time doing this and not much time together. It wasn't until Alice demanded we have our first dance that Bella and I spent more than five minutes together. We managed to avoid being separated after that and found our way to a table.

Bella sat on my lap and I had a firm grip on her waist. She leaned into me and sighed heavily. "Dad, you're falling."

"What are you talking about?" He looked at her, absolutely baffled. Charlie wasn't the most aware person I knew. He was a wonderful father and a great grandpa, I couldn't be luckier to be inheriting him, but he was what I liked to call oblivious. "I'm not moving at all Bells."

"Ugh, daddy don't be so silly," Bella laughed at him. "I meant that you're starting to really like this lady."

"I am not!" Charlie replied in an outraged tone. I only laughed at him. We all knew he'd fallen, hard, for this Sue woman. I was happy for the guy. He deserved love.

"Yes, you—"

"Momma, momma," Ayden ran up to us and began to tug on Bella's dress. Bella took his little hands in hers and looked down at him.

"Hun, momma was talking," she explained to him. "remember we said we weren't going to interrupt all the time?"

"Momma, it's important!" He cried, his little eyes looking around frantically. He took my hand in his. "Daddy, you wont like this."

"What, what are you talking about Ayden?" Bella asked him. "I'm sorry, what's so important baby? Tell momma!"

He took in a deep breath, "Momma I saw someone. Someone we don't like no more."

Instantly my whole body went rigid. Bella turned to look at me, her eyes wide with fear. "I'll kill that asshole if he comes anywhere near you."

"Edward, no, don't do anything. Charlie will handle," she said in a very panicked voice. "Right dad?"

"Of course Bells," Charlie said standing, our previous conversation completely forgotten. Bella slid off my lap and picked Ayden up and held her close to her chest. I stepped in front of her and scanned the crowd. I didn't see any unwanted faces. Everyone appeared to be enjoying themselves. I was just about ready to leave them and search for the fucking prick when someone spoke up from behind us.

"Am I too late to voice my objection?"

Oh my god! Who is the asshole who wants to voice an objection? I guess you'll have to read and find out! Since I was a douche and posted this two days later, I'll be posting chapter 6 on Wednesday. Believe me, LOTS of drama!! And then you'll get a teensy bit of fluff. If you're good reviewers that is! Lol, love you guys!