Oh shaps. I forgot to put a disclaimer up last time. My bad.
Disclaimer- If I owned Twilight, do you seroiusly think I would write about Edward Cullen and Bella? Pscha, no.
Oh, and I decided that Edward and Bella's time would be at 8 the following day, because Edward so gosh darn tired after the intesne game. (: Ha, no. Actually, I just wanted to put in this part of the story. So, enjoy.
Eight. 8. Ocho.
The number of hours that Bella's dreams revolved around Edward. That wasn't really a big surprise to anyone though.
A normal person only sleeps eight hours a night.
"You may now kiss the bride," the minister annoucned to the gathering. She looked up, and gazed into his deep emerald eyes, thinking about how perfect he really was. She looked towards the perfectly-messed-up bronze hair that lie upon his pale skin, which seemed to glow in contrast to his black tuxedo.
He was doing the same for her. Her long brown hair, in perfect wringlets down her back, her veil hiding the beauty of her face, her white dress, her chocolate brown eyes...and then he glanced down, catching sight of the silver, diamond encrusted ring that lie upon her ring finger.
"I love you..." he mouthed to her.
"Me, too," she replied quiet enough so that only he would hear. He reached up to wipe the stray tear that started to fall down her cheek. The both leaned in, so close to the feeling of the embrace of their lips merging together to seal the life long union.
So close to becoming husband and wife...
BEEP. Went the alarm clock on Bella's dresser. She opened her eyes slowly, only to discover that she was not at a church, but in her own room, under the covers of her bed.
Sunlight, for once, flowed though the window of her room, and Bella found it almost like a chore to get up and close the blinds.
"Ugh, too bright," Bella mumbled. "I should be married by now..." she muttered under her breath.
"Woah there tiger, you haven't even told him yet, and you're already thinking about marriage?" said a perky voice. Bella jumped back in surprise, she had no idea that Alice would be at her house at...she glanced over to the clock, at 7:30am. "You guys could always enlope in Vegas, you know. Maybe then you would stop driving everyone crazy..." Alice teased, a smirk on her pixie-like face.
Bella ignored her, and walked out to the bathroom, wanting to escape whatever Alice's intentions were for the day before them. She was having dinner with Edward tonight at 8. Only 12 and a half more hours to go...she thought to herself before returning to Alice, who intended to take her shopping.
Seven. 7. Siete.
The number of times Bella's cell phone rang before she finally answered it. She was in her 1950's Chevy truck, on her way over to the Cullen household, for Alice insisted that she help Bella get ready for her date. Bella was just about to pull into the hard-to-find driveway that would wind for 3 miles through forest, before opening up and exposing a mansion.
"Hello...?" Bella asked, after checking the caller-ID, turns out she didn't know who the caller was.
"Is this Bella Swan?" Someone on the other line questioned.
"Yes, can I help you with something?" She said, trying not to get agitated with the caller.
"Actually, we have some bad news for you. This is St. Vincent's Medical Center, in Jacksonville, Florida. We regret to inform you that a relative of yours um," there was a pause on the phone as the receptionest looked for the name she was looking for. "Renee Dwyer has passed away. She was in collusion with a drunk driver about 3 hours ago, and was killed almost instantly. Her husband, Phil, was also killed in this acc-" Bella didn't let her finish. She slamed the phone shut, and threw it down onto the floor of her truck.
She parked the car, and ran into the house. She didn't care who she ran into, as long as someone was there to catch her and stop her. Edward was the first person she saw, and she ran into his arms, with almost enough force to knock him over. She couldn't help it anymore, the tears began to pour down her face.
"Bella, whats wrong?" Edward asked her softly as her scooped her up into his arms, to carry him to his bedroom. He set her gently down onto his massive bed. Bella couldn't compose herself enough to talk for at least another 13 minutes.
"She's gone Edward," she finally managed to choke out, and you could hear the pain in her voice. Her brown eyes were shiny with more tears, just begging to be let loose. He decided to comfort her, pulling her into his arms, and cradeling her close to his body. His shirt soon became stained with tears, but he honestly didn't care. "I-I lost my mother, and I j-j-just found out. A drunk driver...hit her head on...she was killed o-on the impact. I don't know what to do Edward..." she said, stuttering the entire time through out the explaination.
Edward just pulled her that much tighter against him, wanted to desperatly do something, anything to help her. "....she's not going to be there anymore. Phil was killed too, but not as quickly as she was..." she contiuned.
Edward reached down and wiped away the falling tear as it slid down her face. It took a lot of restraint to not kiss her, he knew that kissing her in this vunerable state would just make matters worse. "I miss her so much," she said after a long silence.
It only took 7 more minutes for Bella to finally quit crying long enough, and to fall asleep in Edward's arms. He gently lifted her up, so that he could come out from underneath her, and laid her back down on top of his bed. Edward couldn't help himself anymore, he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, oh-so-softly, hoping not to disturb her. He turned around, and started to head out the door.
"Edward...please don't go," she softly called out to him. He happily obliged, and layed down on the bed next to her, and she moved closer towards him, as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Sleep now, Bella," he whipsered softly in her ear.
Okay, so I'm not too sure as to how I liked this chapter, but whatever floats your boat.
Haha, I never really noticed how awkward it is writing a story with a character who has the same name as you...it just feels strange, like I should write something else there instead...you understand what I'm saying? No? Oh, well never mind then.
Thanks to the reviewers from the last chapter, you guys rock. Oh, and thanks to Kaylee1038 for noticing my POV change on accident last chapter, my bad (: If you any of you guys find anything else like that, let me know.
Reviews are lovely.
-Bella
