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My Dream Is You

Bella is about to jump off the cliff, but someone stops her... someone she thought had forgotten her a long time ago. “Bella,” growled a voice. It wasn't the voice in my head, not at all. My head whipped around. I was startled to see that someone had been watching me.

Okay, so I deleted my other story. I'll put it back up later. I have to figure it out. I'm pretty sure I know where I'm going with this one though, so here ya are.

6. That Girl

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As we approached my house, my heart started to flutter, beating much faster than normal. Edward heard it.

“It's okay, love,” he murmured. He slowed to a stop in front of the house. I slid off of him and planted my feet on the sidewalk. I took long, deep breaths. I needed to remain calm.

“What should I say to him?” I asked.

“I'd start with telling him you're engaged,” Edward suggested. It seemed logical enough.

“Are you ready?” Edward took my hand, rubbing soothing circles on my palm.

“I'm ready if you are,” I answered.

He led me up the front walk and held the door open for me.

“Dad,” I called.

“Coming,” replied Charlie from the kitchen. He had a sandwich in his hand. Part of it was stuck to his lip, but I decided not to comment on it.

“Have a seat,” I told him.

“What's going on? Why is he here?” snarled Charlie. He plopped onto the couch.

“Dad, I need you to take a deep breath, okay?” I sat beside him, Edward sat in the armchair.

“Okay, Bells. I don't know why you're making me do this. It's not like you're getting married or anything,” said Charlie.

My heart stopped. My voice caught in my throat. That's exactly what I was doing. Charlie didn't get why I was being quiet.

“What?” he asked. “What's wrong? You ask me to sit down and then you don't say anything?” I saw the realization dawn on him. “You are getting married,” he whispered.

“Surprise,” I mumbled. Charlie definitely looked surprised, but not in a good way.

“Bella, no. Absolutely not. I cannot let you marry him. He's only just gotten back from his little disappearance. Don't you think you should consider Jake? I forbid you from marrying Edward!” yelled Charlie. My eyes flashed to Edward's, I could see the hurt. He was only ever polite to Charlie, he didn't deserve what Charlie was saying.

“Fine then, I'm leaving!” I exclaimed. Charlie hurt Edward, not a good thing to do in front of me. Besides, who was he to tell me who I could and could not marry? I was eighteen, an adult! I could make my own decisions.

“Don't be like that, Bella. You know I want you to stay. I just can't let you marry him. Please,” pleaded Charlie.

I was on my feet. “Edward has done nothing wrong! He has always been the perfect gentleman and you know it! Just because you have some stupid bias against him does not mean I have to listen to it. I know you want me to end up with Jacob, but it's not going to happen! I can't live with it anymore!” I screamed. It was very, very rare that I ever let my temper take control of me, but when I did, it was like hell broke loose.

“Are you?” mouthed Charlie.

“Yes! I'm moving out!” I stomped out of the room.

“May I?” I heard Edward ask.

“Go!” growled Charlie.

I marched up the stairs and fell onto my bed. Edward was there in an instant. I climbed into his lap and leaned my head against his shoulder.

“I think I messed up,” I whispered. I didn't want the situation with Charlie to end up negative, not at all. I felt horribly selfish.

“You can always apologize,” said Edward, lips at my ear. I sighed. It wasn't always that easy with Charlie. He'd hold a grudge.

“But... I kind of want to be away,” I admitted. Alone time with Edward... it sounded too good to be true. It'd be hard to get away with it. I'd have to say goodbye to a lot of people, all my friends in Forks and LaPush.

“I understand, but do you really want to leave on such a sour note?” asked Edward.

“I think that's the only way I can leave. If Charlie had his way, I'd be living with him forever,” I sighed. Charlie would always want me to be his little girl.

“You're probably right,” agreed Edward.

“I think I should really move out,” I decided. I looked to Edward's face, examining his reaction.

“Well, I think so too. You are engaged, after all.” He couldn't help smiling when he said engaged.

It hit me then. I was engaged. My mom would try to talk me out of it. She got married at an early age, and look where it landed her. My dad, we knew how he felt about it. Jacob would be absolutely livid. He'd never speak to me again. I'd be that girl. The one who got married right out of high school. The one who threw away her dreams.

But I wasn't throwing away my dreams. My dream was to be with Edward forever. I shouldn't care what other people thought.

Edward saw my expression change. “What's wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I murmured. He wasn't convinced.

“Are you sure?” He looked worried.

“Of course I am,” I said, brightening up my tone. I didn't want him to think I didn't want to get married. “So where do you think we'll go?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Well, everywhere?” he asked.

“Sounds good to me,” I laughed.

The doorbell rang, interrupting our talk.

“I'll get it!” grumbled Charlie loudly. I could hear it through my open bedroom door. That was the rule. Whenever Edward was over, the door had to remain open.

“Hi, Charlie!” said a voice, Alice's voice.

“Hello, Alice. Looking for Bella?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she said.

“She's upstairs with Edward. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you,” said Charlie in a civil tone. He loved Alice, she could make him do anything if she wanted to.

“Thanks!” she said. A minute later she appeared at my door. She closed it behind her. Charlie wouldn't mind a bit as long as Alice was with us.

“Bella, I'm so sorry!” she exclaimed. “Jasper can't believe that he did it again. He is feeling so incredibly guilty,” she explained.

“It's okay, Alice. I'm still alive, aren't I?”

She sat on the bed beside Edward and me. “Yes, you are. Now, on to more important things... you're getting married!” she yelled. “I have the perfect dress in mind. I think the flower arrangements will compliment it nicely. And then for Edward, I think we have to have his tux-”

I interrupted. “Alice,” I sighed.

“Bella, please let me plan it. Please!” she begged.

“You don't have to if you don't want to, Bella,” murmured Edward.

“You're not helping, Edward,” snapped Alice.

“Fine, Alice. You can plan the wedding. Just don't invite the entire state, please.” Alice's entire face lit up.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she squealed. She kissed my cheek. “I have to go plan. I need to order the cake, get Edward's tux, and not to mention your dress,” babbled Alice. “Bye!” she said, hopping off the bed. She exited the room.

“That was nice of you,” said Edward. “She'll be excited for weeks.”

“Yeah,” I laughed. It was so easy to make Alice happy. I was glad that I could make her excited, but I couldn't help but keep thinking about being that girl. I hoped the feeling would pass before it became too obvious.