At first, it was just going to be the one chapter.
But I kept thinking of things Bella would think in her mind in this situation and I thought there were a few things that needed to be explained in Bella's POV.
So here it is.
Bella's POV
"Hey Alice!" I called, as I put on my jacket.
She came running at that moment. "Yeah?…Where are you going?"
"Could you get my wedding dress? I wanna go show my dad…and I have to show him what song we are using for the father daughter dance," I told her.
It made me sad to know that after that night, I would never see him again. He would think that Edward and I had died in a car crash on our way to where we were spending our honeymoon. It would crush him.
Alice pulled me into a hug. "It'll be alright," she said. I could see it made her sad, too.
She had picked a great song for mine and Charlie's dance. I used to ask my dad to dance with me when I was little and pretended that I was going to a ball to meet my prince.
I smiled lightly at the memory.
Alice had gone to get my dress and was back. "See you later," she said.
"Yeah. See ya."
I drove to my old house in a blear. I didn't even realize I was there till I was walking up the driveway.
I opened the door and called to Charlie.
"Hey dad!"
I didn't get a quick answer as I hung up my jacket on the rack.
"Hi Bella." He looked sad.
I frowned. I didn't like this. It made it harder to accept that in a few weeks, I would be saying goodbye to him forever.
"Dad…what's wrong?" I said it more quietly than I meant to.
"Nothing, nothing," he replied.
"Dad. I know that look."
"Oh don't worry about me," he smiled, sadness in his eyes
I knew he didn't want to ruin anything for me, but I couldn't let him just be miserable. I knew this whole thing was hard for him.
"Why wouldn't I worry about you? You're my dad." I returned the smile despite the sadness I could feel in the atmosphere.
"Thanks baby."
I waited for a few moments, wondering if he would tell me. After a few second, I knew he wouldn't so I gave up.
I set my wedding dress on the couch.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Oh. That's my…wedding dress. I thought you'd want to see it, and…umm…" I felt really weird now.
"And what?" he asked. I saw the suspicion in his eyes.
"I didn't want to have to ask you to do this-"
He put up his hand stopping me. "Bella, you could ask me to do anything. I'm your father, and I love you."
My heart sank at those words. A large lump formed in my throat. I wanted to tell him how grateful I was, but I knew how those words could never be true, at least the first part. No matter how much he meant them, they were untrue.
We stood there for a few moments and then I forced the lump back down and said, "Well I-I want to know if you would…if you would help me practice my dancing." I felt weird again.
His eyes widened in surprise. Not the 'No way!' surprised, no. It was a happy kind of surprise.
"I-yeah. Of course."
I sighed in relief that the asking part was over. Now all that was left to do was dance.
I pulled out the CD and walked over to the CD player, put it in, and pressed play.
Music filled the air. "This is our father daughter song for the wedding." I smiled.
I walked over to him, and took his hand. And we started dancing.
So I danced with Cinderella
while she is here in my arms.
'Cause I know something the prince never knew.
Oh, I dance with Cinderella.
I don't wanna miss even one song.
'Cause all too soon, the clock will strike midnight
and she'll be gone.
I laid my head on his shoulder and started crying. The lump had formed, once again, in my throat.
I remember telling him all about how I wanted my wedding to be, though I didn't plan on having it this early. I smiled.
I was so lost in thought that, at first, I didn't realize Charlie crying, too.
"Thanks daddy," I whispered. "I love you."
Wow. That was surprisingly easy to say.
He pulled my to arms length and I realized our song was over. I cried even harder seeing the tears rolling down his cheeks, too, mirroring my own.
"Your welcome baby…and…I love you, too," he said, to my surprise, just as easily as I had.
I smiled widely at those words. I kissed him on the cheek.
"I'll…see you later, okay?"
And then I turned and walked out the door. This memory would be one I would cherish for forever and eternity.
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