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Stephenie Meyer (in raspy/sick voice) - I've officially given you Breaking Dawn in my will.
Me - So does that mean that I have the rights to Breaking Dawn now?
Disclaimer - Yes.
Me **wakes up** - WOW, do I actually have the rights to Breaking Dawn ?
Disclaimer - Haha, you wish. NO.
"Edward! I know you can hear me," Alice shrilled. "And you are leaving. Get up, now!"
Yes, Alice was right. I could hear her… very clearly. But I didn't think about it at all. I stayed out of her head, and mine, and continued to lay in my peaceful trance. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity – there was no way that I was getting drunk again, just to relive this peace.
"He doesn't plan on getting up, so you're going to have to lift him into the back of the Jeep," Alice sighed.
Oh, great. I'm leaving – Alice didn't want me here for the wedding preparations. I stayed in my peaceful slumber, convincing myself thoughtlessly that this peace would be worth Emmett throwing me in the back of his truck and driving like a madman.
"Hey buddy. Apparently you can hear me, so I would just like to warn you that this will be a very bumpy ride," he chuckled. He then flung my limp body over his shoulder.
"Woah, are you sure we didn't hurt him? He's not even… moving," Jasper said cautiously. "Is he okay?"
"Of course he's okay!" Alice interrupted. "Just. Get. Him. OUT! I have to go get her! NOW!"
I dismissed Alice's remarks easily, and even ignored Emmett as he threw me into the back of his truck. I went back to my ignorant stupor, and ignored all of the sounds coming from around me.
When the truck finally stopped, I had no idea how long we had been driving. We could have gone all the way to the other side of the world, or even just down the street. I may have been aware of all sounds around me, but I ignored them easily.
Unfortunately, I was beginning to fall out of my stupor. I could hear bare traces of Jasper's thoughts – he was still worried, even though he could feel my emotions. Emmett's self-centered and occasionally disturbing thoughts weren't any different than they usually were as he hopped out of the truck. He pretended to crack his knuckles and walked up to me, planning on throwing me out of the truck and miles away.
Haha, he'll never see this coming. I wonder if he'll be able to feel anything… he better. It would ruin all of the fun if he couldn't!
Emmett had no idea that I was no longer 'passed out', so I stayed in my statue-still position as he reached his hand to grab my arm.
I flew up from his truck and landed on the ground behind him. He was so startled that he didn't even realize that I was following through with his plan – just the other way around.
I chuckled to myself as Emmett flew across the trees, then grabbed the top of one and used it to slingshot his way back. Jasper laughed as well, but he was also relieved.
So, is it all worn off now? You seem fine, nothing like you were last night.
He then demonstrated scenes from a familiar looking bar and me playing Twister – both extremely embarrassing.
That wasn't the worst part though… I couldn't remember a thing.
Jasper looked into my face and felt my emotions in the air. His mouth then dropped open.
"No way. No way. You've got to be kidding me," he mumbled, clearly in awe.
"What?" Emmett questioned. Then he turned to me. "Nice throw, man, glad to see that you can stand on your own two feet again."
Actually, I'm not. That was one of the funniest nights of my life… Now what was Jasper talking about?
"Jazz?" Emmett questioned, confused. Jasper grinned in reply.
"Well, it seems like our little buddy here has no idea what went on last night."
I gritted my teeth. What the hell did they make me do? Why can't I remember? I know that we went hunting…
Then Emmett and Jasper's bemused memories then filled me in on the rest of the night.
I… was drunk? I went to a club? I danced with… that? On a pole?! I made a fool out of myself… and I almost exposed the secret, again. I puked? Great, that probably means that—Yes, I'm thirsty. My throat burned and I felt extremely empty. But I ignored the burning sensation and refocused on their thoughts…
Then we left… I babbled about nonsense… and we came home to play… Twister? Great, I tripped; of course I did! I had to make even more of a fool of myself. Then I watched as I struggled to beat Emmett, trembling with each move. Who won?
Then Emmett remembered the outcome of the rest of the night. When he heard my low growl, he struggled to stop thinking about it. Jasper, on the other hand, replayed each word and emotion that Emmett and I felt and spoke. He chuckled as he remembered me tackling Emmett. I then watched as he threw us both out of the house, and the next day, when Emmett biffed my lifeless body into the back of his truck.
My fists clenched and unclenched. My teeth gritted. I snarled and growled, looking furiously at Emmett, and then Jasper. He might have been sympathetic, but from what I remembered and just listened to, he played a huge part in this.
"Emmett? Did you actually get me drunk, and plan to get away with it?" I snarled.
"Hey man, it was your bachelor party, and you had fun. Now just forget about it, we have stuff to do!" For once, Emmett made sense. Although I made a complete idiot out of myself, it's what a bachelor party was for. Have fun, get ready for your life ahead of you, and say goodbye to the single days of the past.
I shiver went up my spine as I thought about Bella. She's going to be mine. I get to marry her and have her in my life forever, although some obstacles may get in the way...
Another shiver went up my spine, although it wasn't happy like the first. I was a bundle of nerves. If I were human, my heart would be pounding, my hands would be clammy, my head would be heated, and I probably wouldn't be able to breathe. I tried to inhale, and nothing happened -- the thoughts going through my head were too nerve-wracking.
How can she make me do this to her? Anything but this. She's going to get hurt...
And it'll be all my fault.
I mentally slapped myself in the head. There's no need to worry about the honeymoon now, we're not even married yet!
"Um, Edward? Alice said that you would be thirsty, and she's going to kill us if we don't get you back there in time. You should hurry..." Jasper mumbled.
I shook my head, and then started to take off into the woods. Then a very unsettling thought crossed my mind.
"Emmett, you did not intoxicate these deer, too, did you?" I growled.
No! No, I swear. Alice would kill me!
That was enough to assure me, although I made sure to check each deer thoroughly as I hunted. I took my time, pausing by a brook and looking across the steady water after I had already drained three deer. This world is so beautiful... I feel so lucky to be a part of it, even though I shouldn't be. I feel like I wreak havoc with every step that I take, with every breath that I breathe.
I sighed, and then ran. I ran through the forests and trees, pushing my agile legs with every step. The exhilaration was both comforting and calming -- this was the one thing that I could do, and not get wrong. I knew that I had to leave, though, so I turned and ran back to the Jeep.
Come on, we should leave, Jasper thought. It's already 12:30.
He didn't need to 'say' anymore. I flung myself into the back of his truck eagerly, desperate to see Bella.
"You know you can't see her until the wedding, right? Alice will kill you!" Emmett laughed.
I nodded my head. Yes, I knew that perfectly well. I could not wait to see her beautiful face again, and her huge eyes... they were the way that I saw straight through her, the way that I read some of her thoughts. And then there was her beautiful crimson cheeks. I would probably see her flush red today; I cannot imagine Bella being in front of such a crowd and not finding something to blush about.
Emmett finally swerved into our driveway and pulled into our large garage. He parked against the long line of cars, where Rosalie was standing expectantly.
"You're back," she muttered.
I wonder... is he really back? Did it wear off when he passed out?
I sighed, and nodded. Then I noticed my Volvo... my precious car... was...
They painted it pink.
I growled ferociously. I didn't have time for this! "Rose, please tell me that you will fix my car, or I will personally kill your husband."
She rolled her eyes and nodded, glaring at Emmett."Ugh, fine, I'll do it while you're gone. But I just wanted to warn you not to go upstairs, or near Alice. She'll be furious," she continued.
I thanked her as we walked to the living room. I was very careful to concentrate on anyone's thoughts but my own, blocking them out with the best of my ability.
"Hello boys, Rose," Esme smiled, slipping into the room. "Would you do me a favor and help me finish things up out back?"
We all agreed, and I was thankful that I wouldn't have to concentrate so hard. Rosalie left to help out Alice.
We finished off all of the lights and decorations slowly, and I was careful to take my time. I could still hear everything that was going on upstairs, and I was careful not to listen to their thoughts. Jasper eventually left to pick up Renée and Phil. Soon Rosalie left, as well. I was relieved when Alice told Bella that she had to leave to get dressed.
Alice darted into the yard, motioning for me to hurry up.
"Alright, it's time for you to get dressed, come on!" She ran back into the house and went upstairs.
I followed quickly, eager to get ready and see Bella again.
"Don't even think about it," she hissed under her breath. "Now I have to get dressed and run back to Bella. I'm sure you can put a tuxedo on by yourself..." she rolled her eyes and skipped up the stairs.
I walked into my room, careful not to think about what Alice was doing as she skipped back to Bella. I pulled on my tuxedo at human speed, careful to think about everything I was doing.
I'm going to marry Isabella Swan... Bella will be my wife. Isabella Swan... Bella Cullen.
I can remember being jealous every time she spoke to Mike, Tyler or Eric, back before she knew I was a vampire. I thought about how she would end up with someone like them for the rest of her life, because I could never be good enough for her. She still deserves that...
I ended up 'winning', in the end. Mike is just her friend, if you could call it that. She doesn't even talk to Tyler or Eric anymore. And Jacob is long gone...
I winced as I remembered the look of pain on Bella's face that appears every time she sees something that reminds her of Jacob. She's so worried about him... she thinks that this is all her fault.
The stupid dog left of his own accord, there's no reason for her to feel bad about it. But she doesn't listen to me any time that I try to tell her that, she just sits and lets me comfort her.
I sighed and glanced at the clock on my carpeted wall. 3:15... only 15 more minutes until the wedding. I took a deep breath, and looked at myself in the mirror.
I remembered when Bella first thought that we couldn't cast a reflection with a chuckle. She wasn't sure if we would appear in photos...
That was before I left her. Those months without her were dark and desperate, the most horrible time in my life. I blocked myself from the world, trying to forget about her, being unsuccessful. Worrying about her all of the time...
There will be no need to worry about her now -- she'll be with me for the rest of our lives. I turned from the mirror and walked into the hallway. Emmett was already there. I kept myself focused on everything that my best man said. As mischievous as he was sometimes, he made my life all the better. He made it fun and supported me in my decisions... I can only thank him for that.
"You ready?" he muttered. I looked to him and smiled, taking a deep breath.
"I couldn't be any more prepared."
He grinned back, and we waited by the stairs.
Our grand entrance was quick and effortless. Most of the human faces were breathless as we entered, and I smiled at the Denali clan. I was thankful that they were there, especially with wolves here. Seth was standing, beaming. He was one of the only 'werewolves' I knew that I could consider a true friend, and I was grateful to have him here.
I stopped at the altar, turning, waiting for Bella impatiently. Alice waltzed down the stairs, smiling to the crowd. She looked pretty in her silver dress, but it was nothing compared to how Bella looked when she came through the doors.
She was beautiful, as always. She took my breath away. Her dress fitted easily over her slender curves, and her dark hair was a beautiful contrast to the snowy-white veil. Her face was bright and shocked as she looked at the decorations and the crowd, the beiges, pinks and browns Alice chose for her complexion smoothed over her features, making them look an innocent creamy peach -- it was beautiful next to her slowly flushing cheeks. The dark make-up brought out her beautiful chocolate eyes, and made them tell more of a story then they ever did.
She looked towards me and I was breathless. She looked awed, and I couldn't help but smile in exultation as she slowly came closer. Her brow furrowed the tiniest bit, and her hold on Charlie's arm tightened -- I was guessing that she was almost as eager as I was. At last, Charlie placed her warm hand into my own. I was very careful not to let him touch my icy skin -- he would be even more frightened then he should be after comparing Bella's skin to my own.
She was finally here, her delicate hand in my own, waiting to speak the words to make her my own forever. I wasn't paying much attention to Mr. Weber as he read our vows, I could only see Bella's face as silent tears streaked down her cheeks. I saw a look of realization dawn over her face, and as always, I was curious to hear what she was thinking about. Then it was her turn to say the words...
"I do," she whispered, blinking her eyes and looking into my own.
Then it was my turn to speak. "I do."
We were declared husband and wife, and I cradled her delicate face in my hands. Bella was mine, after these past two amazing years, and we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. I smiled at her, watching the tears spill from her brown eyes. Tears of joy -- tears I would have had if I were not an immortal. I bent my head to her own, and she stood as tall as she could, throwing her arms around my neck and showing as much enthusiasm as always.
I then kissed her soft, human lips as tenderly as I possibly could. I went to pull back, but she didn't want it to end. So I pushed her soft face away from my own, much to her disappointment. I didn't like ending the kiss either -- but the audience didn't appreciate it very much. I almost laughed at the look on her face, but I restrained myself, trying to be as gentlemanly as possible, and just smirked.
The crowd broke into applause, and we turned to face our friends and family. She never took her eyes off of my own, and we were only separated when loving mother wrapped her arms around my Bella. We were then passed through the crowd, and I was careful not to touch any human's skin as we moved by. I felt the embraces of the Denali clan and my family, their own skin warm against my own. Then I received a scorching, almost fire-hot hug from young Seth Clearwater, the only werewolf brave enough to stand amongst us vampires.
He was not only a good companion, with a mind more innocent than almost anyone else's that I have ever heard, but he was also a real, true friend.
AN - So that's ALL of chapter 3! Definitely not as long as the last - as you can see, I'm keeping to the chapters of the book, and it didn't have nearly as many details about the bachelor party.
I would like to thank all of you for the wonderful reviews, and some of you even reviewed my other fanfic (it's new :D), '100 Things That Emmett Cullen Should Never Do!'. It's kindof humorous, and I'm sure that most of you would like it :) Check it out if you're waiting for the next chapter!
Oh, and I also fixed the 'Esme's gone shopping/Esme's listening to the piano?!' mix-up at the end of chapter 1.
Chapter 4 should be up soon, and remember, it's your reviews that keep me going!