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A New Beginning

Summary:
Telling Charlie, the wedding, the transformation. Basically my personal version of Breaking Dawn. R&R!

sorry it has been a while, i have been busy. anyways, CHAPTER 4: TELLING RENEE IS COMING VERY SOON!


Notes:
This is my first fanfic. I hope you like it! Also, this is slightly anti-Jacob. So, if you are a jacob fan, you probably won't like this story.


3. Anticipation

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Chapter 3: Anticipation


It seemed like forever until Edward gracefully climbed through my bedroom window.


On nights like these, when I had to wait for Edward to arrive, time seemed to move three times slower.


I would do anything humanly possible to take my mind off of the slow-moving time. Today I had been doing my laundry, which usually didn’t distract me much, since it involved a lot of waiting.


I was sitting in my rocking chair, becoming impatient, reading my favorite book, Wuthering Heights, as Edward came through my window.


“Edward,” I breathed, putting down my book, barely awake, “you’re finally here.”


“Yes, and now you need to sleep. We have to tell your mother about our engagement tomorrow, remember?” he whispered in his melodic, velvet voice before kissing me softly, lifting me from my rocking chair and laying me down gently on my bed before lying down next to me, holding me tightly in his stone cold arms.


I groaned. I had completely forgotten the terrible fate that was awaiting us tomorrow. Even if Charlie had taken the news better than I had expected, Reneé was much more animated. After hearing the news of our engagement, she would lecture me over the phone, and then find some way to murder my fiancé, despite the fact that she was across the country. Uh oh, the visions of my love’s demise are beginning to return...


Edward, noticing the terror beginning to take over my face, decided to distract me with a long, deep, passionate kiss. I loved him so much, that sometimes, he made me forget my own name.


“Thanks,” I whispered breathlessly as we broke free from the embrace. I was glad to have the worries temporarily free from my head.


“You’re welcome,” he murmured, kissing the top of my head, “I can’t stand seeing you in any kind of worry or pain.”


“I love you,” I whispered, staring into his liquid topaz eyes, which were glazed over with love and clouded with happiness.


“I love you too, Bella, with all of my being. Now I think you should sleep now.” He replied lovingly into my ear before beginning to hum my lullaby.


“Kay,” I said, letting my head hit the pillow. I fell asleep within a few moments, resting happily in Edward’s icy cold arms.


That night I had a dream like no other.



Edward and I were in Florida, to tell my mother the news of our engagement. We were sitting on the beach, watching the waves roll in. It was a dark cloudy day, so Edward could go outside.


We were lying on a rather large towel, Edward holding me tightly, a look of love and compassion on his face. My mother was relaxing on a towel next to us, pretending to look at the waves but sneaking angry looks in our direction every so often.


I wiggled in Edward’s arms, trying to sit up. He realized what I was doing and helped me sit up, his arms snaking around my waist.


I whispered nervously in his ear, “I think it’s time to tell her.” Than I kissed him softly on the cheek.


We turned towards my mother. Edward decided to start. “Mrs. Dwyer, I love your daughter very much...”


I couldn’t believe we were about to tell my mother who was against young marriage that we were about to get married, and I was only 18. Just then, light broke through the haze covering the usually sunny sky of Florida. I turned to look at my fiancé`, who was sparkling like a diamond. I sighed, he looked dazzling, but something was wrong; he looked concerned. I than realized where we were, and who was with us.


I slowly turned my head towards my mother, who’s eyes were the size of dinner plates, her mouth hanging open in surprise. I prayed that she wasn’t going through a “mythical creatures are real” phase.


“You... Edward...you’re a...a...vam...vampire!” she shrieked, the tourists near by all heard her realization and began screaming and running in circles. Shoot, she had been in one of those phases.


Edward and I turned towards each other, not sure what to say to that.




I awoke screaming, drenched with sweat. I wasn’t sure what about the dream had made me so terrified, but I was glad that it wasn’t real.


Edward flew from his place in the rocking chair to my bed at vampire speed, throwing his arms around me and holding me close. Without another word, he kissed me softly on the lips, trying to calm me down.


“How much did you hear?” I asked, hoping I wouldn’t have to explain.


“Everything,” he replied softly, kissing me again, “and I assure you that we will be calling your mother to tell her our news.”


“Kay. Good night. Love you.” I said, laughing lightly, but somewhat relieved.


“I love you too, Bella.”


With that, I fell asleep once more, glad that we weren't going to Florida to tell my mom our news in person.