Penname: calin-durus
Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative
Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): Rated T to be safe. Thanks as always to Kim for looking this over ;)
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Prompt: Sand, priest, shovel, crinkle, yellow.
I stood near the priest, watching as Bella and Rose made sure the final seating was right. Last thing we need was the bride to be upset. After all, she had waited far too long for this moment.
"Emmett, what the hell are you doing with a shovel?!" Rose shouted at him. I looked over to see him give her a sheepish smile.
"In case he runs again?" he offered. I rolled my eyes at the three of them.
"Laugh it up, fuckers. I'm not running," I told them, shaking my head. No way. I made that mistake once and almost lost her completely.
"Okay, dad says they're almost ready. Mom wants to make sure none of the sand was tracked on the runner," Edward said, taking his spot next to me. "You nervous?" he asked under his breath.
I just shook my head and smiled. I had no reason to be nervous. I had waited years for this day.
Rose came over and gave me a hug. "It's time, big brother," she whispered in my ear before straightening my tie and going to the staging area where my bride was.
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The ceremony was short and sweet. We didn't want too much pomp and circumstance and, honestly, I think Alice was convinced if we did too much, I would run.
The receiving line had just ended and I was walking my bride to our table. I could hear the crinkling of the Oriental-style lanterns through the breeze as I picked up one of the yellow origami cranes that decorated the tables.
"You didn't tell me about these, Ali Cat..." I said in wonder.
She smiled at me, her eyes vibrant and sparkling blue, mesmerizing me. "They made me think of you."
"I love you, Alice," I responded before pressing my lips to hers. I could hear the whistles and cheers from our friends and family, but none of them mattered. All that mattered was my beautiful bride.