Prohibited ✓ BDSM • C.Cullen • Twilight and TVD crossover •

𝙁𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣; 𝘼𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 *

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𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙩; 𝙊𝙣𝙚

No, definetely not.

Nuh-uh.

What the fuck is that? A dead turtle with a firework on?

Magazine after magazine, page after page filled with wedding dresses laid over the couch in the living room. Isabella had gotten enough of all the wedding shit stuff so she was currently upstairs, sleeping like a dead log. The discoball vampires were out for a hunt, and again I had the whole house for myself. A black satin night dress was draping my body, sure it was a bit on the naked side but who was I to give a fuck? Since when did I give a fuck? I had a pair of fluffy brown socks on and my hair was a mess as usual.

Suddely an idea shot into my head and a smirk turned my lips up, immediately I snatched my phone from the spot beside me and dialed my sister. A few tones rung before a crack was heard and her voice soon followed.

"Ay."

I mirrored her energy.

"Wassup. So, I have a favor to ask?"

She hummed on the other line and drunk something, booze or coffee was the question, before she replied again with the same tone.

"Alrighty, try me."

I continued to flip pages in the magazine which was currenly in my lap.

"So Eddie and his girl are now engaged, and I would like to surprise them on their wedding. So I was thinking, what would you say if I wanted us to play at the after party. You know, after the vows and shit."

My head tilted to the side and I pressed the phone against my shoulder as I leaned forward and grabbed another copy of another paper. Becka went quiet for a few seconds.

"Sure, yeah. Why not? So were you thinking the whole evening or just a few songs, it's more fun if we run the whole show, do what we wanna do."

Again I began to turn pages and trailed my eyes over the many dresses, this time with a smirk.

"I thought the whole evening would be fun. And I will check if wearing black is okay with them-"

Footsteps approached in the distance.

"-Oh fuck. I hear them coming. Need to go Beckie, love you!"

She said a quick love you and I ended the call, acting like nothing had happened I went back to looking at the pages in my lap. Page after page was inspected by me, uninteres in my eyes as I did so. But I turned what felt like the millionth page and my eyes got stuck on one dress. Izzy had said she wanted a simple dress, no lace or no beading over the top. She also wanted it to be a fitted one, no ballgowns or such. And that was exactly what this dress was. It was a plain but still beautiful dress, it had a very detailed back which was almost nonexistent. It was a fitted dress and I immediately ripped the side out of the magazine.

Alice flew into the room with a beaming smile, she almost jumped in her place as she skipped towards me. My eyes followed her as she ran towards me and grabbed the paper in my hand before she squealed and again jumped up and down.