A/N: You are cordially invited to the wedding of Anthony and Amy, plus Seth and Mollie starting right now! Since I've already written a wedding I wanted to try something a little different with it this time, hope you enjoy. BTW this is part one of the wedding, there will be a second chapter to come later, the night is still young!
*Renesmee*
"I can't, Jake. I can't!" I insisted, stopping Jake as he put his hand on the doorknob.
He looked at me skeptically.
I just knew this would be the start of me crying like a coal miner's widow and embarrassing myself. I looked out into the backyard where Asa was working on the flowers. He was creating the aisle for each bride. They were both going to walk along the pool at the same time and meet their grooms by the edge, right in the center of the long side of it. My boy was definitely going to be very busy today.
"Ness, are you seriously not going to see the girls before the wedding starts?" Jake asked.
"Of course I am. I just need a minute!"
"Nobody is going to make fun of you."
Now I was looking at him skeptically.
"Mom, just get in here. I want to see you!" Mollie called through the door.
I looked down at my dress and smoothed it out. I don't know why, it satin so it was already smooth. It was a simple, halter top deal that came down to the floor and was a pale pink. There was certainly a lot of Daisy in this wedding. Amy was even going to carry a bouquet of daisies.
"Come on, Mom!"
I motioned for Jake, who was still standing with his hand on the doorknob, to just open it already.
I walked into my old bedroom, and for about two seconds I saw Mollie, sitting in a chair in front of the full length mirror with Swan doing her hair. My eyes went blurry, but I didn't want to miss any of this day so I swallowed, wiped my eyes and willed them to stay open.
"You look wonderful, sweetheart," I told her.
She grinned at me in the mirror. Her dress was so perfect for her. It was strapless, covered in lace and came to just above her knees. She'd gone with something form fitting rather than flowing or puffy. She was so petite she didn't want to get lost in her dress.
Amy's hair was already done in lovely curls with part of it pinned back off her face. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, reading a book with Daisy. Amy had chosen the perfect dress, too. Hers was tea length with a ruched bodice and flared out at her waist. There was plenty of tulle under there. She hadn't wanted bare arms, so she was wearing a lace shrug that gave her some sleeves down to her elbows and matched great with the dress. Daisy, the maid of honor, was wearing the impossibly adorable matching version.
"Nanna Nessie!" Daisy scrambled off the bed and over to us.
"Hi, Grandpa Jake!"
"You girls both look so pretty!" I told them, bending down to hug her.
Jake bent down to and kissed her on the head.
"Hey, curly Q."
Jake went to go visit with Mollie. This has got to be even harder for him.
Amy was smiling, but she looked so nervous.
"It's going to be great," I assured her.
"I hope so," she said, her foot bouncing up and down in the simple, white ballet flat.
"Look, you've got your sensible shoes on so that you won't fall into the pool, the cake is done, the music is ready, everything has been set up. You don't need to worry about a thing."
