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A loud banging noise followed by a string of curses woke me up. I knocked my head with Alice or Rose as they sat up too.

"Ow, Bella," Alice moaned.

"Sorry," I whispered, rubbing at my eye. "What was that?"

"It came from upstairs," she said, looking at her ceiling. "I really hope Edward can keep them away."

"It was your idea to have the weddings at five in the afternoon." I flopped back on the bed.

"Don't go back to sleep. Rose? Where's she? Rose!"

She was way too hyper. The bathroom door opened and Rose shuffled back to the bed. "I don't think I need any more confirmation," she mumbled.

Alice squealed and hugged her tightly then looked at her friend in concern. "Are you okay? Do you need anything?"

"M'kay. I need more sleep."

"That ain't happen," Alice sang. "Sorry but we have a busy day ahead. I'm going to shower."

"THAT FUCKING HURT, DICKHEAD!" Edward shouted from upstairs.

There was another loud bang followed by a yelp and a door being slammed. Footsteps thumped down the stairs, outside our room and stopped close by. There was loud knocking on a door, probably Esme and Carlisle's door.

"Wanna bet that's Emmett, begging them to keep Edward away?" Alice giggled.

We went to the door, listening carefully. Their parents' door opened.

"Good morning?" I heard Carlisle saying confused.

"I'm fucking done! You take care of them!" Edward yelled. "It's the most idiotic thing I've ever heard of!"

"It's part of the tradition," Carlisle explained while I exchanged a look with Alice and started laughing.

"Tradition? I didn't close a fucking eye last night because they kept trying to sneak out! I sat on a chair next to the door and every time my head fell, one of them tried to sneak out! I have a few dozen bruises from fighting them off."

I could hear his footsteps again, going closer to the stairs.

"Where are you going? Come back here, Edward!"

"I'm going to sleep on the couch!" he shouted and stormed down the stairs.

Alice was purple from fighting her laughter. I found it funny too, but not that funny. Besides, he was hurt of what I heard. Rose was shaking her head, smiling.

"I'm…going to see…if he's okay," I mumbled, jerking my thumb over my shoulder.

"Kay!" Alice skipped to her bathroom while Rose fell back on the bed.

As I slipped out of Alice's room and passed by her parents' opened door, Esme saw me.

"Sweetie, can you come here a second?"

I was shocked to see them already dressed for today. It was barely eight of what I saw earlier.

"Good morning," I whispered.

She smiled. "Morning. Can you go and check up on Edward? You're probably the only one he'll talk to."

"I was just going there."

"I think he woke up the whole neighborhood." Carlisle laughed. "And take this. I'm sure he needs it." He offered me a bruise ointment.

"Okay."

I grabbed the ointment and made my way downstairs. I went to the living room, but didn't find him there. Was he in the kitchen? I tried there, but he was nowhere to be found. Then I remembered about the game room. I descended to that room and found the door locked.

"Go and fucking see them and leave me the fuck alone!" he shouted from inside.

I laughed. "It's me, Edward!"

The door unlocked and swung open. "What?"

He looked worn out with big purple splotches under his eyes. On his bare arms were a few fresh bruises.

"What, Bella?" Edward groaned. "I'm beat. Figuratively and literally."

"Here." I pressed the ointment to his palm. "I just wanted to see how you are."

"Peachy. Again, figuratively and literally."

"Hey," I said softly, taking his hand. I had no idea what to do with this moody Edward. I hadn't met him before.

His head fell to his chest. "I'm really sorry, love. I'm beyond tired."

"Why don't you sleep and I put this on the bruises?"

He laughed quietly. "It will take you three days."

"Oh, hush!" I pushed him inside the room and closed the door, locking it.

We went to the couch and he fell on it, groaning. I knelt next to the couch and took his right arm.

"What really happened?"

"I had to restrain them and Emmett is twice my size. And this morning, it was like they had gone mad!" He moaned as I rubbed the gel into his skin. "They were worried Rose and Alice would change their minds. After this madness? Change their minds? I would have hurt someone, seriously. I didn't have five minutes alone with you in the past week. And who knows when we'd be alone like this again?"

I leaned over him and kissed his lips. "After the wedding, at the reception, we'll be together."

"You think?" He opened an eye.

"I hope so. I missed you too."

He grinned and kissed me again. "Mhmm, missed you so much. Ow!" he hissed, his hand tensing in mine.

"Does this hurt?" I asked worried, inspecting a huge purple bruise on his bicep.

"That was the doorknob this morning, I think."

I kept rubbing the gel on his bruises, and there were many. How could they hurt him? I was really mad at both Emmett and Jasper. He was sleeping, not even cringing when I was pressing my fingers against some nasty bruises. As I reached an ugly one on his ribs, he squirmed and started giggling.

I snorted in laughter as I kept rubbing it.

"Fucking stop it, woman!" he groaned, doing a small dance on the couch.

"I have to cover it."

"It fucking tickles!" he shrieked.

I dug my nails in his side making him spazz. Suddenly, he rolled over and fell on top of me. It was my turn to shriek.

"Kids! I need help in the kitchen!" Esme yelled.

It was for us, I was sure.

Edward dug his fingers in my sides, making me squirm. Then he was kissing me. All playfulness forgotten. My fingers knotted in his hair as we moaned when our tongues touched.

"Edward! Bella!"

He moaned, separating. "Fuck. I can't wait to get to Chicago," he grumbled, sitting up. I took his extended hand and sat up.

"Yeah, me too. But think that we'll be busy there too. We really have to think what we're going to do until we buy everything we need."

"I have a sleeping bag somewhere around here."

I rolled my eyes. "Sounds fabulous."

"Those are the moments we'd love, trust me. Until we settle in, it will be fun." He winked, unlocking the door.

"In your head, probably. I can only think of how hard we'd work to settle in," I muttered.

"Think positive. We're going to be alone! Blissfully and fucking alone!"

"Still, we'll be alone and together but beyond busy!" I insisted.

He opened his mouth to retort as we reached the kitchen. We both stopped when we saw Esme with a spatula in hand, glaring at us.

"I hope there was no hanky panky in the game room, especially now when we're busy," she said sternly.

"No, Mom! She was torturing me!" Edward pointed to me.

"And you were giggling like a school girl!"

Someone from behind us wrapped their arms around us. "I'm gonna miss you two!" Ah, Emmett.

"Sure, hug me after you kicked me the whole night," Edward snapped, moving away from his brother's grasp. "Do you need help, Mom?"

"Yes, honey. Make the coffee. Emmett, you should go back upstairs unless you don't want to be present at your own wedding," Esme warned him. "And Bella, help me with breakfast."

As Emmett turned to go, he bumped into Alice who started screaming. "You shouldn't be here! Stay away!"

"Jeez, no one seems to want me." He shuffled up the stairs. "Fucking shit!" he shouted from the second floor. "I saw just one fucking toe! Ouch, Rose! Stop fucking throwing stuff at me!"

Edward snickered. "Serves him right." When he realized we were looking expectantly at him, he moaned. "What? I'm not going to separate them!"

Esme started pushing him out the door. "Go and take your brother upstairs."

"You're feeding me to the angry, famished lions, Mom!" he refused to ascend, holding onto the rail. "Moom!"

She kept urging him until he budged and begrudgingly, walked up the stairs, muttering under his breath. There was a loud yelp when he arrived there, some cursing and after about five minutes the door of his room was shut. Rose appeared into the kitchen, looking troubled, her mother by her side.

"Mom, it's not okay! He saw my toe!"

I snorted out and tried to mask it with a cough that made me choke up in the end. "I'm okay," I managed to tell them. I showed them the ointment for bruises and dashed up the stairs with the excuse to give Edward the gel.

The second I was safely away, I burst in laughter. He saw her freaking toe!

I knocked on Edward's door, trying to calm down from laughing.

"She's canceling the whole thing!" I heard Emmett shouting and a new round of laughter bubbled up.

The door opened and I came face to face with Jasper. "Hey, Bella. Fancy seeing you here."

"Everyone's gone crazy!" I wheezed, stepping inside. "This is for you." I gave Edward the ointment. "I'm sure you have a new one."

"Yeah, that bitch threw a shoe at me…and it was meant for this oaf that dodged. I was an innocent passer by. I fucking told Mom, they'll kill me!"

"Stop being such a pussy! You won't die from a bruise or two," Emmett protested.

"Or fifty," Edward added, scowling at his brother.

"I'll go…" I mumbled, walking backwards to the door. They didn't see when I left, being too busy fighting.

Weddings were horrible. Preparations for weddings were horrible, actually.

The whole day was a flurry of activities, shouts and fights. When four o'clock came and Carlisle left with the boys, I sighed in relief. Around three, Bob had joined the show and sided with Emmett and Jasper for some reason. I hadn't seen Edward so angry in my life.

"Peace and quiet," Alice sighed, smoothing her dress.

Rose laughed. "Yeah, I don't have to look over my shoulder to see if Emmett is around the corner."

"Oh, girls," Esme came in the room, holding a handkerchief. "You look so beautiful."

And they were beautiful. Both of them. Alice had a chiffon strapless beaded dress. It was simple and it showed her personality, just like Rose's dress. That one had a one-shoulder strap and was made of tulle, making her look like some Roman goddess. She had scoffed when I voiced my opinion, but I knew Emmett would think so too. She was blindingly beautiful. I wished I looked at least half as beautiful as her.

In my opinion, my dress was nothing special, but everyone that saw me said otherwise. It was a navy blue satin floor length with slim shoulder straps and a detachable shawl.

Alice had made sure Edward would see me for the first time at the church and my stomach was knotted in nerves. I kept thinking of our silly conversation of catching the bouquet. And knowing Alice and Rose, one of them was bound to throw her bouquet at me.

The idea of marriage scared me because I had my parents' ruined marriage as an example, but then I had Esme and Carlisle's that was still going strong after so many years. Even Ed and Elizabeth's. They went through the worst of things together, unlike my parents that when they saw how hard it was, they backed away.

"Ready?"

I turned toward Sylvia and nodded. I couldn't believe that I started becoming friends with her. She wasn't like the other airheads Edward used to hook up with, but that was probably because he sort of dated her. She looked amazing in her bridesmaid dress. After many quarrels, we agreed that I should be Rose's bridesmaid and Sylvia would be Alice's. She was wearing a taffeta ice blue knee length dress that had a very deep v-neck.

We went downstairs and inside a car. Alice and Rose were driving separately. Once at the church, we waited outside for them to arrive as Esme disappeared inside.

"It's so hot," Sylvia complained, fanning herself with her wrist fan.

"Yeah, it's weird. It's too hot for this area," I agreed.

"Yeah, I know. I came from something like this, wishing here would be cooler."

"You mean it can be hot in Chicago?" I asked surprised.

"Oh, you have no idea. Weather has changed. I'll have to remember to ask Dad for money to buy an air conditioning," she told me smiling. "Which area are you moving in?"

"Uhhh…" I felt my blush creeping up. I had no idea.

She giggled, smirking. "It's okay. I won't stalk you."

"It's not that," I mumbled. "I don't know."

"Oh." Then she started laughing.

The laughter died as soon as the car pulled up in front of the church. The driver of the limo helped them out. Carlisle and John, Rose's dad, were already there, taking their arms.

Seeing that imagine, made me fleetingly think of my Dad walking me into a church, toward Edward. My throat started burning along with my nose and I blinked rapidly to get rid of the few tears that threatened to fall.

Esme had probably announced everyone it was time to settle down because I couldn't hear a thing from inside the church. I stepped behind Rose and grabbed her train. She gave me a small smile that didn't really reach her eyes.

"Okay?" I mouthed. She was unnaturally pale.

She shrugged a little and gulped before turning around.

The doors of the church opened and Alice went first with Carlisle, with Sylvia close behind. Then we followed.

I craned my neck to see Edward and I couldn't find him, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered something like a silver of a memory. He was playing. My eyes turned to the piano and there he was, focused on the staves, his fingers flying over the keys. I hadn't had the time to see or hear him practice.

My fingers clutched Rose's dress tighter like it was the only anchor to the reality. He played divinely.

As we reached the aisle, his head turned and our eyes met. His widened and he licked his lips, shooting me a wide smile. I smiled back, letting go of Rose's train. Edward finished the song and sat up, approaching the aisle, stopping close to Emmett. After John said who he was and that he was giving his daughter away, I took my place to Rose's left before glancing back at Edward. He hadn't stopped looking at me. It was somewhat intimidating.

"You're beautiful," he whispered.

My cheeks pinked and I averted my eyes for a second before I replied. "You too."

"Stop flirting," Rose hissed to me.

I fought a giggle, taking her bouquet so the ceremony could begin.

I tried paying attention to everything Reverend Jackson was saying and doing, but it was hard. I kept getting distracted by how Edward looked in his tux, by the small beads of sweat that were rolling down his temple. My poor boy had to suffer.

I found it funny how he stood between Emmett and Jasper being both their best man. When he had to give them the rings, he frowned, taking them out. He glanced nervously at Emmett then at Jasper and then at the rings.

Emmett started laughing and picked his as Jasper patted Edward's back, saying something in his ear. With the corner of my eyes, I saw Esme smiling through her tears. It might have been confusing or he just wanted to play with them. I had to wait and find out.

Once the priest declared them married, they kissed and turned around to everyone. I offered Rose her bouquet and she smiled, kissing my cheek. "Thank you, Bella."

I smiled. "Congratulations."

As they started walking toward the doors, Edward stepped closer to me and wound his arm around my waist. "God, you look mesmerizing," he said softly, nuzzling in my neck.

"You clean up pretty good too, Cullen."

He shot me a grin. "I can't wait to take this stupid jacket off. It's like a sauna."

I laughed, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"We should go after them," Sylvia announced us, looking amused.

Edward cleared his throat, looking at us then put his elbows out. When we didn't move, he groaned softly.

"Come on, grab my arms."

Giggling, we wound our arms around his. Surely, he felt good between two women. The arm around mine, tightened, bringing me closer, almost making me stumble.

When we arrived outside, we stopped at the top of the stairs close to the newlyweds. Emmett took a double look at us then started laughing. "Smooth, little brother." Edward smirked and kissed my temple.

They went to the limo through the rice shower and once the limo took them home, it was time for the rest of us to do the same. We car pooled with Bob and Tanya. I didn't have good memories with Bob in the car.

"Nice one, man," he started.

"What?" Edward glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

"Staying between the wife and mistress."

I had happed to be drinking some water and it all sprayed on the windshield. Edward's eyes widened.

"Bella!" he moaned. "And for your information, you're dead wrong," he muttered to Bob. "Clean," he added to me.

"See, already acting like a tyrant husband!" Bob chuckled.

"It's just water," I told him. "Besides, if Bob knew when to shut up, it wouldn't have happened." I huffed.

"But you put water on my car!"

"Can you wait until you're alone? Please? We won't like to listen to you bickering as foreplay," Bob pleaded.

Edward slammed the brakes in the middle of the road. "Get the fuck out of my car!"

"What?" Bob asked meekly.

"You heard me, Gravel. OUT!"

"You're joking!"

"Let him stay," I tried to pacify him. "He won't talk again. Right, Bob?" I turned to him, narrowing my eyes.

"Yes, not a word, man. Zipping up."

Tanya gave him an incredulous look. Yeah, I didn't believe him either.

Edward started driving again, his hand gripping the steering wheel. I put my hand over his knee and he gradually relaxed.

The reception was huge. We kept to ourselves as much as we could. I had promised him that we'd be alone for most of the time. Besides dancing once with Jasper, Emmett, Bob and Jake, I stayed with Edward. He wasn't very happy that I accepted the other dances, but I was just polite.

When we finally reunited after an hour or so, he grabbed two glasses and we went to the backyard. It was quieter, but there were people too. He rounded the corner and we stopped on the side of the house where was a small cemented area and a hoop. Edward sat down then patted his lap.

"You'll dirty your pants," I chided him but sat down.

"I'm not planning on wearing them again."

"Really?"

He smirked, leaning his head against the wall behind him. "I think we should elope. After this week, I'm done with weddings."

"As long as Elvis is present," I joked.

"We can get them all if you want, just not this," he mumbled.

"All what?" I asked confused.

"All of them. Elvis, Jimmy, James, even Michael. Whoever you want."

I snorted, burrowing my face in his neck. "You forgot John Lennon."

"Him too." He kissed my head.

"Do you really want it?" I asked on a small voice.

"What?"

"This…marriage?"

I felt him shrug. "I'll be content with just living together, but I want you to wear my name. I thought about it a lot lately." He turned my head to him. "It has a nice ring. Bella Cullen."

My heart hummed against my ribcage as he said it. I hadn't thought so far. I stopped thinking about it after imagining myself in a white dress walking toward him. He really wanted that.

"Do you want it?" he wondered.

"I guess. I know it will always be you."

He smiled and hugged me tightly. "Did I tell you how much I love this dress?"

I shook my head against his shoulder, watching his Adam apple bobbing.

"You look so beautiful. I like what you did to your hair."

"That is…" I fingered a few loose curls that had fallen from the elegant knot. "Or was." I shot him a grin. "Sylvia's handiwork. She did Rose, too. And Rose did Alice."

He chuckled. "In the car, Dad asked if I combed my hair and it was then that I realized I hadn't. Not like it would have made a difference."

"And you did?"

"Nah, I ran my fingers through it."

I laughed, turning his head to me and kissing him soundly. "I love you, Edward."

"I love you so much. I promise we'll do this too…one day."

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