These next couple of chapters are from a previously posted story. I've made some adjustments to make it fit appropriately to this story. Please R&R! Thank you! I don't own these characters. The amazing and talented Stephenie Meyer does! This is just for fun!
Chapter 6 – Dum Dum Dum Dum
BPOV -
All the gut wrenching fear and feelings of impending doom were not enough to hold off my personal dooms day; my wedding day. Alice was completely uncontrollable. Today was the day; regardless of my severe opposition to this drastic over the top charade. The wedding was planned to take place in the lawn near the river next to the Cullen home at Twilight. The ceremony was going to be small and in a place I recognized which comforted me a little. I had to keep reminding myself the reason behind this overly dramatic event was Edward. Too bad the bugs flying in my stomach wouldn't calm themselves at the thought of him.
The whole reason behind the entire façade was the fulfillment of Edwards promise before I became, I smiled slightly at the thought, immortal and Edwards mate. I didn't know which promise was making me more nervous at the moment. I had wanted, no, craved and hungered for Edward in the human way for longer then I could remember. I also couldn't form words around the excitement I felt about the final decision of spending eternity with Edward.
I breathed in and out deeply and Alice noticed the staggered release of my breath. She took a step back from brushing pale pink blush on my cheeks and looked at me with her beautiful, butterscotch eyes. I had been sitting in comfortable silence for the past 2 hours while Alice got me ready in her mammoth of a bathroom. I was silent but all the duct tape in the world wouldn't silence her. I could see the concern through the liquid onyx and decided to deflect the questions by talking first.
"It's nothing Alice, I'm just nervous. Aren't all brides supposed to be nervous before the long walk?" I grimaced at the sound of my own voice saying "bride", especially when speaking about myself.
"It's more than that, I can tell." She replied leaving a moment of silence before continuing, "I just wanted to say thank you for letting me do this Bella. I really do appreciate it even though I can sense your misery at the attention. It means more to me than you'll ever know to be part of the planning for the event to seal my brother happiness"
Before I could respond to her she began again.
"This is going to be a beautiful day for you and even if you don't realize it now, it's going to be a day you'll remember and smile." Her smile at the end was addicting.
I smiled back, and said "Thank you Alice. I believe your right." Silence again. My thoughts wandered back to the near future and my uncontrolled nervousness. I couldn't help but wonder what Edward was thinking at the moment. Was he drowning in nervousness like me? Or was he preoccupied regretting promising to turn me at the return of my hand?
As if I had temporarily stepped out of my body and then returned, I realized I was standing in front of a body length mirror reviewing the outcome of several hours of Alice's pampering. My breath caught in my chest when I realized the woman in white, was me. My hair was curled in large cascading tendrils, ½ pulled up in a messy bun at the height of my ears. I was wearing a white gold tiara at the top of my head that was glittering from the inside lights. The dress, obviously not picked by me, was breathtaking, glowing white. The top cut off about mid chest, exposing my collar bone with a ruffled edge wrapping fully round my chest and back. A tight corset secured my waist and then exploded into waves of shimmering white fabric, pushing away from my legs and bouncing gracefully to the floor. The back was tied, criss crossing from just below my shoulder blades, down, tightening at the small of my back.
My concentration trying to recognize what I saw was interrupted by a gentle knock on the door and a sweet "Bella?". It was Renee. My mom flew to Forks from Florida for the wedding. Phil wasn't able to make it do to work conflicts and I'd never admit out loud how glad I was to have my mom to myself. Well, almost to myself. We spent the entire night before being tugged and pulled through hundreds of different beautifying rituals by the three most OCD vampires in existence. With a quick understanding glace form Alice, she danced out the room to leave me alone with my mom.
"You look beautiful." she said as she crossed to room to me. That simple statement released untold amounts of tears from both her and I. I hurried to wipe away the wetness hoping not to smear and destroy the hours of effort by Alice and Rosalie.
We sat in silence for a long moment. I was surprised that I could still hear the bustle of people downstairs over the pounding of my heart. I turned to face her. I tried to take in as much of her face, her essence, her-self as I could. The movement of her skin covering her cheekbones and it's slope toward her jaw. The color of her eyes and the sincerity of her expression. The smell of her sweet skin and her figure in her gown. I didn't know how long that memory would remain with me. From what I've been told, human memories fade after the transition and I wasn't positive that I'd ever be strong enough to face her again. I couldn't let that overwhelm my thoughts now so I forced myself back into the present. As my moms hand touched the skin of my cheek, I embraced it by placing my hand on hers and meeting her stare.
The moment passed too soon and before I could gather myself, Alice returned and spoke the dreadful words, "It's time." Alice had changed into a beautiful Venetian Red (of course) satin, body shaping and floor length gown. Immediately, my gut sank into my ridiculously frightening and fancy shoes and my eyes filled with fear. Alice tried to talk me out of inevitable panic and I faked calm as best I could. This was my choice and today was a glint, a hic-up to what my future held.
My mom left when Jasper politely offered to show her to her seat next to Carlisle and Esme on the first out of two rows of folding chairs. The chairs were set up near the flower covered arch on the lawn. I had to hand it to Alice, she knew how to transform ordinary into elegant.
Alice knew better than to let me walk down the grand staircase of the Cullen's mansion by myself. Her cold hand held mine as I slowly took step, by step down. I couldn't help but consider how perfect it would be if I tripped and tumbled down the stairs, breaking a couple bones in the process. Alice would kill me if after all her efforts the ceremony ended up moving to the emergency room at the hospital. In fact, my train of thought continued, what kind of event can this be without one of my limbs in some sort of cast? By the astounding grace of God, I made it to the bottom step without incident.
Charlie came toward me in his sharp black tux with a look of panic in his eyes.
"Are you okay dad?" I asked as he neared.
"Um…" he leaned in to whisper in my ear, "Bells, I can't remember when to start walking."
From across the house, Alice heard him and sprinted toward us. She came from behind and I could have sworn Charlie's heart jumped out of his chest when she softly said "It's okay Charlie, I'll signal you."
"OH!" was his only reply but his hand cupped his heart in protection.
I chuckled.
The ceremony was beautiful, nothing I imagined for my own wedding. The candle lit walk down the isle at Twilight was surreal. Edwards lullaby played throughout the ceremony. The isle was created by white lace, gracefully draped chair to chair. My right arm draped around Charlie's and I barely noticed his stiffness in the presence of Edward. And then, there was Edward waiting for me in a tuxedo. I walked closer to him, our eyes not releasing and my breath caught in my chest. My God, what a beautiful creature I thought as I neared.
EPOV -
As she walked toward me, I forced myself to block everyone's thoughts that surrounded me. Instead, I focused only on her as she came closer to me. My mind raced. I'd never seen anything so beautiful, so glorious, so promising. She is my everything, my future, my life, whatever life our kind could claim. She would be my salvation, my focus for the rest of eternity. I wanted her so badly. I was anxious, eager even to touch her, to slowly move my hand on the warm skin hugging the bones of her body. I couldn't wait to feel her next to my cold, stone finger tips, and lips. It had taken everything in my core not take what she previously offered. I wanted her, all of her, all the time. The vision of her now inflated my still heart in a way I would have thought impossible. I would destroy anything or anyone who ever hurt, or even allowed the thought of hurting her in anyway in any form cross their thoughts for even an instant. She is and will always be my life.
BPOV -
The serenade ended and Edward reached for my hand. His cold tough sent electric shocks through my entire body. As promised, Emmett agreed to lead the ceremony.
"We have come together today in this beautiful intimate setting, so that Edward and Bella can be joined in marriage." Emmett started. I could tell he was trying to get through this without laughing. "Edward and Bella are aware that marriage is not to be entered into lightly but with careful consideration, with mutual respect, and with a sense of reverence, love and commitment. They know marriage will offer great challenges, but will also provide them with tremendous love, support, joy, passion, adventure, and strength to face the complexities and drama of life." Emmett's voice boomed over the reception with solidity. "Edward and Bella's love is of an essence that cannot be explained or captured, but can only be felt. These two individuals were created for one another and they truly represent one of the most profound illustrations of commitment, passion and devotion of our time."
The entire time while Emmett spoke, Edwards, cool thumb was keeping time with my heart beat on the back of my hand. My eyes never broke contact with his scorching gold.
Emmett squared his shoulder shifting slightly to face me. "Bella, do you take Edward to be your lawful wedded husband to have and to hold, to love, honor and respect, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." I whispered in response.
Emmett lips curled up slightly before shifting to Edward. "Edward, do you take Bella, to be your lawful wedded wife to have and to hold, to love, honor and respect as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." He said, slightly tightening his hold on my hands.
Emmett's smile grew more pronounced before he spoke. "Since Bella and Edward have made these commitments to one another and joined themselves in the bonds of matrimony and have pledged themselves to each other in the presence of all of us who are here, I am thrilled to pronounce you husband and wife."
Emmett paused and the silence lengthened before I heard a deep growl in Edwards chest. Emmett chucked slightly and continued with "You may now kiss your bride!" while smacking Edward hard on the back.
Edwards entire face was enveloped in the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. His cold hands released mine before he cupped my cheeks and brought me close for a kiss. Our lips met and the only sound in the world was my heart beat and the only people in it were the two of us.
What did you think? Please let me know and thanks for taking the time to read! For your viewing pleasure, here is the dress I pictured for Bella. This is very different from the one Stephenie described so I am just having fun... /dress.aspx?keywordTextCapri+Marie&keywordTypeany&pageSize8&page4&styleJ889