Seducing the Good-Girl

Chapter 19-White Wedding

Hey little sister what have you done?

Hey little sister who's the only one?

Hey little sister who's your superman?

Hey little sister who's the one you want?

Hey little sister shot-gun!

It's a nice day to start again.

It's a nice day for a white wedding.

It's a nice day to start again.

Hey little sister who is it you're with?

Hey little sister what's your vice and wish?

Hey little sister shot-gun!

Hey little sister who's your superman?

Hey little sister shot-gun!

It's a nice day to start again

It's a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day to start again.

White Wedding ~ Billy Idol

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A/N

A lot of you are going to see this update and think that our wonderful couple are going to have their fairytale wedding, due to the chapter title. I'm afraid that's not the case. We need a bit more drama and a bit more shit from Carlisle and Esme before we can reach the end of this story! However, we are coming towards the end... I'd guess two more chapters after this one, but I haven't planned anything out yet, and I'm only guessing.

There's an intimate scene in here, so I've out in a warning. It's not very explicit, but I'll leave it up to you to decide whether you want to read or not.

Enjoy, and all helpful feedback would be much appreciated, along with any love or dislike!

Lucy xX

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I tipped my head back and let out a throaty moan as I tasted my first mouthful of real food in two weeks. The last time I'd eaten something that tasted this good was the evening that James broke into Edward's house, and even that was a bit average - far too much fat on the meat.

I'd spent four days in the hospital in the end, as I'd developed a slight infection the day after I woke up. I'd begged to go home, as staying in the same room all day everyday was insanely dull, but not only had the doctors all said I needed to stay, but Edward had also told me, in no uncertain terms, that I had to stay under observation for a while.

When I'd finally been told that I was discharged from the hospital, exactly two weeks after all the drama had first started, I could have leapt for joy. I would have leapt for joy, in fact, if the stitches in my shoulder weren't still hurting like fuck. I could finally get away from mindless TV shows, nurses that couldn't do anything and had yet to grow their second brain cell, and the vile hospital food I'd been submitted to. If I ever spent another lengthy stay in hospital, I'd make sure someone got me decent food.

I was snapped back to the present by Edward's low chuckle. I opened my eyes as I continued to eat my bacon sandwich, made by the wonderful man sitting across from me, and shot him a glare. This only made Edward smile wider.

"If you'd eaten that hospital food for four days, you'd feel the same," I said, scowling.

"I've no doubt, love," Edward replied with that same sexy grin on his face.

"Then stop laughing."

"I can't help it. You're home, you're safe, you're healthy, and you're not trying to hit me or break up with me. I couldn't be happier."