Okay Chapter Nineteen is also in three parts…at least that is how I planned it. Don't worry you guys have at least three more updates before the story ends…outside of this one that is. I am thinking of a sequel in the future but I'm not sure yet. Anyways, here is Chapter 19.1…ENJOY!!!
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Chapter 19.1
The Wedding Rehearsal
The eve before News Years Eve—the eve before my Wedding, Alice prepped me for the Wedding Rehearsal.
"Nervous?" Alice asked me, her eyes remained on my hair as she fixed it.
Alice wore a sleeve-less maroon matte taffeta tea-length dress that looked absolutely beautiful on her. It was off the shoulders and a natural waist with a black satin tie belt. A bit of black tulle was peeking out behind the hem of the a-line skirt. Her hair was part up, part down. The part up was curled and pinned together with pearl-pins. The part down was curled with a fine curling iron. Alice called the hair do a "Spanish Updo."
"A bit," I admitted, biting my lip.
Alice smiled and placed another pin in my hair. I looked…beautiful in a two piece amethyst georgette outfit. The shirt was a sleeveless halter while the skirt was a tea-length a-line skirt with a soutache self tie belt. And now Alice was putting the final touch on the "Twist & Curls Updo"—upper half in a twist while the lower half was curls.
"Wow," Rosalie said, smiling as she entered the room, holding Elizabeth in the crook of one of her arms and the baby sling in the other hand.
"There is my sweetie," I said, smiling at the sight of Elizabeth in a cute little green dress.
Elizabeth just looked around in the Alice's room with her mouth sucking on her fist.
"I could say 'Gimme, gimme'," I said, smiling at Rosalie. "But I feel if I move Alice will have my head."
Alice just smiled. "I'm almost done," she said, placing another pin in my air and patted it to make sure it was in.
Rosalie bounced Elizabeth in her arms, making faces that caused Elizabeth to squeal. Rosalie looked like was a model that just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine. She wore a navy blue spaghetti strap, V-neckline, natural waist, a-line floor length down with a chiffon sash cascading down the back.
"I feel so pathetic in this dress," I muttered, noting how her cleavage was revealed by the neckline and the amount of chest Rosalie had.
Rosalie smiling sadly at me and said, "Trust me. Edward is dieing to see you outside."
I smiled brightly as Alice said, "Okay, I'm done. Rosalie it's your turn."
I stood and walked bare foot over to Rosalie.
"Hey there, cutie," I said, smiling at Elizabeth. "Want to go see Daddy?"
Elizabeth looked up and then down and squealed. I had to laugh, taking that as Elizabeth looking me up and down and approving of my look. Elizabeth took hold of my neckline once I placed her against me and placed the cloth into her mouth with her fist. I shook my head and headed down stairs.
Edward, Emmett, and Carlisle were all sitting in the living room, talking among each other. When all stopped when they saw me standing there with Elizabeth. Edward was the first to stand and smile.
"You look wonderful," Edward said, kissing my one cheek and then the back of Elizabeth's head for she still sucked on the fist full of my dress.
"Guys always get it easy when it comes to dressing," I muttered, noting the dress shirt and pressed slacks.
Edward smiling and said, turning back to the other two, "Bella and I are going to go ahead to the church."
Carlisle nodded, waving his hand for us to go.
"As soon as ladies are finished," Emmett said, "We'll be on our way."
"I have a funny feeling that might take some time," I whispered to Edward as we made our way to the drive. "Rosalie's hair wasn't even touch when I left Alice's and I haven't heard anything about Renee and Esme."
Edward, smiling, gently pried Elizabeth from me. Elizabeth held her little arms out towards him but Edward just chuckled.
"No you don't, Liz, I'm not going to let you suck my shirt."
I raised one eyebrow as Edward chuckled and put Elizabeth in her car seat in the back. He kissed her once on the nose and closed the door. Smiling he kissed my nose, making me smile.
"You know," Edward said, rounding the hood towards his door. "Elizabeth is getting bigger by the day."
"She is five months now, Edward," I said, smiling.
He thought a moment before nodding and opening the door. "True."
I laughed and opened my door of the Porsche. Once I got my seatbelt on and turned to look at Elizabeth.
"I'm glad you remembered the diaper bag," I said, noting the diaper bag on the other side of Elizabeth as she sucked her fist again, looking around with half droopy eyes. "Liz, are you ready for a nap?"
She just continued to look around the car. I smiled and watched her hazel eyes slowly slow.
"She's asleep," Edward noted, changing the station to classical music.
"Uh-huh," I said, turning around and faced the road.
Edward's hand slowly creep to mine and took hold of it. I smiled at the feel of his hand.
"I've been thinking," Edward said, looking me from the corner of his eye. "Would we writing our vows?"
I turned and looked at him.
"You know," he said, continuing his thought. "Instead of saying "I do"…well we can still say that, but before that can we write our own vows."
"I guess," I said, looking away slowly, thinking.
"I mean, we don't have to."
"No, its okay…I just have to think of what to write," I muttered, slouching in my seat.
Edward smiled.
We waiting into the small church we sat in for Christmas Mass, making small notes of where things were going to be. We were only there for hour when the rest of the wedding party, also known at Edward's family and my mother, entered the church.
I was wowed by the look of Rosalie's hair which was an elegant updo. Alice serious should be a hair dresser. Esme and my mother slowly walked towards us and I noted just how beautiful the women where.
Esme, who I hadn't seen all afternoon and especially in her rehearsal dress, looked stunning in a powder blue chiffon off the shoulder, draped neckline, empire waist, a-line floor length dress. Her hair was remained as curled as it always was. My mother was wearing an a-line floor-length dressed in the same color as me. There rhinestones decorating the heart-shaped neckline and a small pendant gathering fabric at the natural waist. Her hair was curled that reminded me of Nicole Smith.
"There is my grandbaby," Renee said, looking down at the sleeping baby in the car seat.
"She finally fell asleep on the way here," I whispered to Esme, who smiled.
Father Anthony arrived then. He was an elderly man with silver hair and black horn-rimmed glasses that he had to keep pushing up every minute or so.
"Alright, let's run through the wedding, shall we?" Father Anthony said, waving all of us towards the back of the church.
"Sorry I'm late," Charlie said, entering the church as we walked towards the back, Elizabeth in Emmett's hands.
"Hey Dad," I said, smiling.
Father Anthony ran through what was to happen.
"Edward you will walk your mother and father up to the first pew on the—" Father Anthony turned and motioned to which side he wanted them on "—this side."
Edward listened and walked his parents down to the first pew and then walked back.
"Now Edward, you will walk Mrs. Swan—" I saw the look my mother threw at the elderly priest. She hasn't been called Mrs. Swan since her divorce "—down to her pew on the opposite side."
Edward listened and walked back.
"No, no, you remain up there now," Father Anthony said, pushed him back to the front.
I had to smother a laugh at the look Edward threw over his shoulder when Father Anthony pushed him.
"Normally the flower girl…in this case flower girls," Father Anthony said, noting the sleeping Elizabeth, "would walk by them down towards the front. However, since they can't walk, the bride asked if they would be carried by Rosalie and the Best Man, Emmett."
I turned and raised one eyebrow at Edward who just smirked. I didn't know that he man Emmett the best man. That meant if Emmett was the best man, he would be hold our wedding rings in his pocket. And I had a funny feeling about Emmett holding the rings.
Rosalie and Emmett—Rosalie holding Angelina, who looked cute in pink, and Emmett holding Elizabeth in her car seat—walked slowly towards Edward when Father Anthony instructed them too.
"Now, Jasper and the Maid of Honor, Alice," Father Anthony said, motioning for the two to walk down.
Alice threw me a smile as she walked. She loved being the Maid of Honor. Father Anthony walked slowly behind them, leaving me and Charlie in the back.
"Can't believe my baby girl is getting married," Charlie whispered.
"Don't make me start tearing up, Dad," I said, smiling sadly up at him.
"Better now then ruin your makeup tomorrow."
I laughed as Father Anthony called from the front.
"Now the Wedding March will be played and Chief Swan will walk you down."
I gave my hand to Charlie, who smiled and did what he asked to. And during that short walk, I thought back on the year and smiled thinking of how wonderful it was going to be.
"Here," Father Anthony said, interrupting my thoughts, "Chief Swan you will—" Father gave Charlie a speech that he would say when Father Anthony asked who would give the bridge away "—and you will give Bella's hand over to Edward's."
And so on it went, Father Anthony giving directions and us following him. Edward in formed him that we decided to write our own vows and wanted to say them. The look Father Anthony gave him, I had to smile because it was funny to see the priest upset that he wouldn't be asking "Do you—" to us.
"Okay, I will admit," Alice said as we sat in Bell' Amore for rehearsal dinner, the entire restaurant cleared out and closed to everyone expect the "Wedding Party" of ten. "Rosalie's wedding was much more brutal than this one."
Rosalie glared at her sister with a small smile forming at her lips.
"That was because it was in French," Rosalie snapped and raised her wine glass to her lips.
I smiled.
"Our wedding only a few people were there," Esme said, lifting a fork of salmon to her lips.
"That was because we didn't know that many people then," Carlisle said, laughing.
"Rosalie's wedding there was thousands," Alice said, rolling her eyes.
"Not my fault my model friends from France, Italy, and Britain were invited," Rosalie said.
"Was so your fault," Alice said, smiling. "They were you friends."
"You aren't complaining about the amount of people Emmett invited," Edward pointed out.
"I was getting there," Alice said, smiling at Emmett who stuck his tongue out and got hit by Rosalie who hissed at him "You're acting worse than the babies."
I smiled down at Elizabeth, who decided to let us know she was awake and hungry just as we entered the restaurant. She keep looking around, pausing in drinking as she did before picking up her urgent suck.
Renee and Charlie didn't talk about their wedding, which was a Vegas wedding, many years ago and ended in a divorce many years ago.
"Anyways," Alice said, turning back to me. "At least there are only going to be a few hundred—"
"Mostly Edward's friends and co-workers," I said, smirking at Alice.
She thought a moment, staring at the ceiling before saying, "True." Everyone laughed.
"I didn't have many friends in Phoenix and those didn't want to brave the cold here," I said, smiling.
"Their loss," Rosalie said.
"By the way," Alice said, smiling down at Edward. "We are stealing you from Bella's bed at 11:59 tonight."
"Why?" I asked, looking at Alice.
"Because he can't see the bride before the wedding," Rosalie said.
I gapped at them while everyone expect Edward chuckled. Edward was pouting.
"Oh stop it," Rosalie said, noting his look. "You will have your Bella back before the day ends."
"I wasn't pouting because I will be separated from Bella. I was pouting because I can't see Elizabeth," Edward said, giving Rosalie an "I-told-you-so" look.
Everyone muttered, "Uh-huh" before laughing.
"You're going to stick with us guys tomorrow morning," Emmett said, hooking one arm around Edward.
"Emmett, act your age," Esme said.
Charlie leaned closer to me and whispered, "Are they always like this?"
I smiled and whispered back, "You should have seen Halloween and Thanksgiving."
The rest of the dinner went on with laughs, good stories—some embarrassing—and love. So as I laid the last few minutes as a unmarried woman next to Edward, who was cuddling me closer, I thought of how great Edward is. And I hoped, as Alice and Rosalie took Edward away as the clock struck 11:59—I pretended to be asleep—that I wouldn't get cold feet…
…because my feet were already cold without Edward not next to me.
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