A Fresh Start

The Dream Wedding of Bella and Edward

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Chapter 39: The Dream Wedding of Bella and Edward

I was sleeping soundly in my bed. I felt a pair of arms around my waist. And another pair around my shoulders. What the hell? I cracked my eyes open and found Rose and Alice curled up next to me in my king sized bed at the resort. Rose was spooning me. Alice was curled up against my shoulder. Emmett would have a god damn field day if he saw this. I wiggled and tried to get out of their steely grasp. Rose wrapped her arm around my waist tighter and squeezed my bladder. Oh, don't do that. You'll be sleeping in a puddle. I managed to get up and pad to the bathroom. I peed and brushed my teeth.

Then I was hit with a wave a nausea. I gripped onto the edge of the counter and prayed that the feeling of hurling would stop. I'm on vacation. No Mike. No stress. No nothing. I'm getting married today. I don't need a nervous stomach. I sipped some water and my stomach calmed down. I looked at the clock and saw that it was a little after nine the morning. The festivities for my wedding were going to start at ten with hair and makeup. I sighed and ordered breakfast for my two friends who were now cuddled with each other. I chuckled and picked up my camera from my bag. I snapped a few pictures. The sound of the shutter going woke up Rose. She looked at me scowled. "You so did not take a picture of us, did you?"

"You are so adorable," I said, wrinkling my nose. "I just had to."

"If it wasn't your wedding day, I'd kick your ass," Rose giggled. "You're getting married today!"

"I know!" I squealed as I bounced on my toes. I heard a quiet knock on the door. I opened it up and saw our breakfast. I ushered the server into our room and I tipped him. "Come and get it, Hale."

"Food!" Rose bellowed as she hopped out of bed. She's getting more and more like Emmett every day. Weird. Rose fixed a plate of bacon, waffles and eggs before heading out to the balcony overlooking the Caribbean. I got a muffin and a few sausages. I looked over at Alice and she was still sleeping soundly on the bed. It was so large, it dwarfed her tiny frame.

I left her to sleep as she was not getting a full nights rest with little EJ. He was a good baby, but demanded to be fed every few hours. Only by mommy. Jasper felt so left out. He tried to feed his son with a bottle, but he refused it. Apparently he took it this morning, since there was no frantic Jasper phone call.

"Swan!" Rose yelled.

"SHhhh!" I hissed. "Alice is sleeping."

"Sorry," Rose snorted. "So, are you nervous? Excited?"

"Excited. Definitely not nervous. Edward is the perfect man for me. I have no trepidation about marrying him," I said as I nibbled on my muffin.

"Did you feel nerves about marrying...you know?" Rose said as she got up for a second helping of food.

"I did. I mean, when he proposed, it wasn't romantic or anything. He pretty much got down on one knee in his messy bedroom, asking me to be his wife. No hearts. No flowers. No fireworks. I was so desperate to be married that I said yes without really thinking it through. On the day of the wedding, I was nervous about everything but our actual marriage. Were the flowers alright? Was my mom drunk? Is my dress on correctly? Never did I once ask myself 'is this what I want? Do I love Mike?'"