Chapter 22
Bella's POV
We arrived at the dress store within the hour. Atleast I am not shopping for a dress. Alice can torture everyone else. Ha ha ha.
"Okay, Bella." Alice said. "First we have three colors to pick from, dark green, dark purple, or black. All of these colors will match your dress, but I don't think black is a good idea. It is a dull color." She finished.
"Ummm... I think dark purple. Esme? Rose? What do you think?" I asked.
"Well we all look great in purple." Rose said enthusiastically.
"And purple is a lovely color." Esme added.
"Alright, it's agreed. Purple is the color." Alice squealed. It was obviously her pick too. "Now, Bella. If you don't mind, I was thinking we could all order different style dresses, in the same purple. That way we all look good in our own style, but look like matching bridesmaids!" She sounded excited.
"Oh that is a fantastic idea, Alice!" Rosalie cried.
"Yes, dear, it is. Bella, do you like it?" Esme asked me.
That does sound perfect. I can see it in my head perfectly. Alice, Rose, and Esme heading me down the aisle in the same color purple. Except different styles. Rose in a strapless long dress and Alice in a short, above the knee, dress. Esme with a strapless dress, with a little elegant jacket. But they would pick their own dress styles. That is just the way I see them. I smiled.
"It is absolutely perfect, Alice!" I giggled.
"Yay!" She squealed. "Thanks Bella!" She said as she pulled me into a hug.
All of a sudden, her face got that blank look. She was having a vision! She came back to reality and gasped.
"Alice, what did you see?" I whispered.
"Charlie is coming to see us tomorrow. He is coming to inform us of Bella's death." She whispered back.
"Oh..." I said.
"Bella, you are going to have to hide while he is here." She said.
"I know." I said sadly.
"I'll just go order the dresses and then we can go tell the others." She forced a smile. "Rose? Esme? What style would you like?" She asked them as they followed her to the counter. I just sat down on the floor.
Charlie. I wonder why he would bother coming. He hates Edward now. I guess he just thinks that Alice and Carlisle deserve the right to know. I sighed. Apparently I had been thinking for quite a while.
"Bella? It's time to go, sweetie." Esme came over to me.
"Oh, alright." I replied. She hugged me.
"It will be alright, Bella." She said. "Your life is just out-of-whack at the moment."
"Thanks, Esme." I smiled. I will be okay, I told myself.
