A/N - And so we come to the end of line... -sniff- This is it folks, the final chapter of flipside, and hopefully the ending will be a bit of a shock to you all!
finger craker: Lets all hear it for the veggie vamps!!! WOOOHHHHOOOO! :)
LebaneseBella08TJ: Oh, Embry got the message all right ;) (You'll see!)
Unigirl150: True love is awesome... if you're lucky enough to have it! And, seriously, who COULDN'T forgive Demetri for anything!?
I would to say the world's hugest, most humongously heartfelt THANK YOU to everyone who has read, reviewed, alerted or favourited this story. I'm thinking about plots for a sequel at this present moment in time, though it would be nice for people to tell me whether they want one or not before I publish anything!
As ever... I'm still not SM, so lets be nice and not rub it in, eh?
So it's been one year in the flipside/ twilight world and you can bet your bottom dollar that something has happened!
Chapter 31 – Occasion
Alice, Diana and Rosalie constantly fussed over me. Of course, Alice had taken total control, preventing me from doing things 'the wrong way', which had been annoying me slightly, until I had realised what fun I could have.
"Alice, I've changed my mind. Instead of wearing what you picked out, I'll wear this!" I exclaimed happily, holding up a pair of black jeans and a faded green T-shirt with the name of a band I had been to see scrawled across it in garish yellow, complete with a tiny yellow bug balancing on the letter 'h'. Alice's face was absolutely priceless.
"I'm not going to kill you because it would spoil your make up, but if you even dare to suggest wearing that…" She trailed off looking for the right phrase. "That fashion monstrosity, I will burn it. Regardless of whether you are in the outfit at that time or not." Bella and Nessie had tried not to let themselves be seen giggling, knowing how horrible the consequences would be. Celia had gone to help Esme with something downstairs, luckily for her, Celia was not known for her ability to keep from laughing.
I tugged at the dress Alice had put me in and grimaced yet again, it just seemed so over the top, and did it really matter what I wore? Apparently it did, Alice eyed me suspiciously and beckoned to me. I walked down the stairs trying to keep a human pace, the stiletto heels that Diana had forced upon me didn't really bother me at all but I could see Bella grimacing at the memories she had of numerous incidents that involved her, and generally other people, getting very injured.
I followed Alice and Rosalie slowly down the stairs, taking deep, unnecessary breaths as I walked. I smiled to myself and hummed to myself as I reached the bottom of the stairs. Max smiled at me and linked his arm through mine, winking at me reassuringly.
"I'm not nervous!" I told him. He shot me a disbelieving look and I glared right back at him, he shrugged and gave up, sensing that he wasn't going to win this one. I smiled triumphantly. The music started up and I took one last look at myself before nodding at Alice to say that she could start walking.
"Still think I should've worn that T-shirt…" I grumbled, earning myself a death glare from the evil pixie and her fairy friends. I was winding them up; of course, I hadn't really wanted to wear a T-shirt to my own wedding! Though I doubt it would have surprised Demetri to look down the aisle and see his bride wearing a band T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. It had been his decision, I had been all for living in sin, why not be typical vampires for once?
I smoothed down the ivory satin of my dress and followed my five bridesmaids and one flower girl up the aisle. I took another deep breath and smiled as I walked into the room filled with people.
I barely noticed them looking at me, or Edward sat at his piano, making the traditional wedding march sound like it should be in the charts, the gorgeous wedding decorations became a blur of ivory, green and gold, I could only see one thing.
He looked so amazing that I wondered why he was marrying me, despite being a vampire; my self-esteem still wasn't sky high. I did live with Rosalie, though, that probably didn't help.
I had never seen him wearing a suit before, Alice had somehow managed to find one the exact raven black colour of his hair, I would have to thank her for that later. It contrasted perfectly against his white skin and golden eyes, another colour Alice the evil genius had based our wedding around.
I had been sceptical about this from the beginning, wondering how the heck Alice was going to make the perfect wedding for the quintessential modern eighteen-year-old and at the same time make it perfect for one very old fashioned two-hundred-year-old vampire. She, somehow, had made it work.
It was a perfect balance. The decorations and house had been made to look slightly old fashioned, whilst the dresses had been amazingly modern, all of them next seasons designs and incredibly beautiful. The music was mostly from my lifetime; Edward, Diana and I had spent many enjoyable hours arguing about the perfect playlist. Apparently Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, a song about abusive relationships, had not been appropriate for a wedding, neither had I Don't Love You by My Chemical Romance. But, as a compromise the food was all traditional recipes, mostly Italian, I had suggested sausages and mash potatoes to honour the English side of the marriage but Alice had politely reminded me that I wouldn't be eating it anyway. I had told her to think of my poor, deprived sister.
My poor, deprived, engaged little sister. Ugh. She had got it into her head that, since Seth physically looked about twenty-three and she was sixteen that she had seven years before she caught up with him. So, being a weirdo just like me, she had decided that she wanted to become a vampire at twenty-three and stay with Seth forever. And, no, that wasn't the worst bit, she wanted to have 'at least two kids' with him before she turned twenty-three.
Stupid madly and permanently in love teenager.
Luckily Seth wasn't too keen on the whole vampire idea, he was pretty sure that he could stop phasing quite soon and age normally again, unfortunately he was all for the kids plan.
My back-up plan was to slip pills into her drink if she talked to me about it again. And no, not sleeping pills; though that seemed like a good third plan. Plan A was them forgetting about the whole baby thing, though with Nessie running around it was neigh on impossible. I didn't care how cute their babies would be, no way was I letting my sixteen year old sister get pregnant, imprint or not, there was no way in hell.
The music reached the cresendo as I walked up the aisle, slowing myself down on purpose, though I felt so tempted to run. I smiled at the people in the crowd, my friends and several members of my extended and vampire family.
The Denali coven had welcomed us so warmly that I felt instantly at home with them, the pack were basically family, by weird, mystic wolfy connections, and most of them had turned out to celebrate my big day. Despite the large amount of vampires.
Sam and Emily were shushing their baby, who refused to stop crying, Jake had his eyes fixed on Nessie, no surprise there, of course! Quil was laughing at Claire, who was pointing at me shouting, " Quil! She's got a pwetty dress on! Can I have a pwetty dress, too?" I rolled my eyes at that. Imprints.
Embry had finally imprinted, though he was a little miffed that nearly all of the pack had beaten him to it. Fatima, his imprint, was short and cute, with amazing curly hair and a wicked sense of humour that both she and Embry shared. Seth obviously grinned at my sister constantly, making her giggle self-consciously.
Esme and Celia were crying like… well, like mothers at a wedding. No Volturi members had been invited, though I had toyed with the idea of asking Felix to come, but there was no way Jane was coming to my wedding, and the Volturi weren't likely to send him alone. Felix and the witch were a bit of a 'package deal', as Demitri liked to call them.
Emmett had got a license off the net, which scared most of us, especially with his threats that he was going to make Edward marry a tree; Bella had hit him for that. He smiled as I reached the end of the long room, a casual Emmett grin that made me want to laugh.
I spent most of the ceremony gazing at my husband-to-be. I only really paid attention to last part; the vows that would make him mine legally.
"I do." Demetri smiled as he spoke the words and I was transported back to the first time I had seen him, a lifetime ago, in a deadly castle shrouded in my human memory. I had thought he was an angel, and part of me still did. I smiled back at him, staring into the buttery golden eyes that I loved even more than the onyx black when I had first met him.
"I do."
I spoke the words in disbelief. Wondering how I had ever gone from the scared little schoolgirl trapped in a nightmare to a powerful immortal living the dream.
He chuckled happily and pressed his perfect lips against mine.
The first kiss of eternity.
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