It's basically my own version of Breaking Dawn. Bella and Edward telling Charlie through her being turned into a vampire. This is my first attempt at writing Twilight fanfiction, but hopefully, it'll be okay.
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"Is it...Ja--" She shook her head violently.
"No! It has nothing to do with him." She caressed his cheek with the back of her hand, betfore she continued. "I need to talk to Charlie. One last time, if he doesn't come around then... I'll leave him alone and let him dwell on the idea of someone else walking me down the aisle."
He frowned, and agreed. "When did you plan on going?"
She hadn't put that much thought into it, she would go tonight but she thought it would be better if she was fully rested. "Tomorrow.."
That night, Edward held her until she fell asleep. When she fell asleep, he'd slip out from under the blanket and go to the window. He'd stare out the window for quite some time, before sitting on the couch that rested across from the bed. There his angel laid basking in the moonlight. If he had a heart, he was sure it would beat faster at this point, he felt as if he was the luckiest guy vampire in the world.
When Bella Swan would wake, he would be next to her-- in much the same way she had fell asleep. His hand would brush the hair from her face, as his kissed her forehead. "I love you."
She stared in admiration, "I love you too." She smiled a smile of contentment, as she pulled away from him. She had to prepare herself for the day, she grabbed her bag of toiletries and set off for the shower. Her clothes also clutched against her chest.
When she'd returned, Edward's arms would wrap tightly around her.
"Can't I come with you?" He'd whisper softly into her ear. The blood beneath her skin was still just as tantalizing, her blood still sang for him, it still called him. Edward had just learned to listen to his dead heart, as opposed to the monster inside of him.
"Edward, I think I can maybe talk to him. He's more rational when you aren't around." She rested her head on his shoulder, as she wrapped her arms around him as well. It was true, Charlie didn't feel the need to act superior when Edward was not around.
He sighed softly into her hair, "If you think it's best."
She could hear the disappointment in his voice, but she did think it was the best thing for their situation. "I would like it if you would drive me." She didn't know if after leaving Charlie's she'd be in any shape to drive.
He was all to eager, she noted, as he opened the passenger door of his silver Volvo. She'd get in quietly and today, he drove like he normally did. Too fast and too careless for Bella's taste.
As they pulled, all too quickly, in front of Charlie's house, Bella sighed. She leaned over and kissed him softly, allowing her lips to linger for only a moment on his own, before she pulled away. His warm gold eyes looked into hers. "Good luck, darling." His hand caressed her arm as she slowly reached for the handle.
Tap, tap, tap. Her knuckles knocked against the door softly. Of course, it was her home, but she felt so strange here-- so foreign. Just then, the door opened and Charlie stood before her.
Charlie looked as though he hadn't slept in days. His stance seemed weak, however, when he saw Edward's silver Volvo pull off, he began to smile.
"Dad, I know you're probably angry with me..." It was the first thing she had said to him since the big blow up.
"Bella, I just don't want you to end up regretting your choices," his voice quiet and calm. She could see the muscles in his forearms tightening. He thought that when Edward left, he might be able to reason with her. That was the reason he was so quiet-- so calm.
"I know you think I'm making the biggest mistake of my life, and I realize that you have reason to believe it. But, when I tell you I love Edward and that there is no other option-- YOU'VE SEEN ME WITHOUT HIM, do you want that again?" She couldn't help but raise her voice slightly. Shuddering at the thought of being a zombie, yet again.
Charlie shook his head, "You know that's not what I want, Bells." He frowned in frustration. "I don't think marrying him right now is in your best interest."
She sighed. "Have you told Renee` yet?" She knew he had, Alice had confirmed that much for her before she left the Cullen's.
He looked around aimlessly, before he nodded his head. She knew he would tell her before she got to, in hopes of Renee` being able to change her mind.
"How did that go?" From what Alice had said, it went well. Renee` didn't seem nearly as against it as Bella assumed she would be.
Charlie shrugged his shoulders, "Your mother assumes that it's your decision to make.. She's like for you to wait, but in the long run it's your decision." He paused, truly frustrated at this point, "She thinks what you two have is something special.." He shook his head.
Her eyes widened, "Renee` is okay with this and you're not?" She stared in amazement. If she thought anyone would be against Bella getting married at the age of eighteen, it'd be Renee`. But, here she sat, arguing with Charlie for his approval.
His approval to marry Edward Cullen, the love of her life, as well as many other things that Charlie didn't have to know about. Her becoming a vampire, being one of those things.
"I guess that's what I'm saying, Bella." He sighed, defeated. He still wouldn't give in though, he still would do everything he could to stop the wedding between his only daughter and Edward.
"But you still won't give me--" She paused, "You won't give us your blessing?" She threw her hands in the air out of irritation as she looked over to him. This is getting ridiculous, she thought under her breathe.
He shook his head, "I can't watch you marry someone who has hurt you the way he has. He abandoned you, Bella! Do you not remember?"
"He did that FOR me, Charlie. You don't get it. Edward won't leave me again." She frowned. She didn't think Edward would leave her again, but there was always that doubt that she was good enough in the back of her mind.
Charlie was tired of hearing it, he wouldn't allow it. He'd use the last thing he knew he could use. "No, but Jake loves you. Jake never left you! You were happy with him, you could be so happy with him. He--" She shook her head violently and Charlie decided that perhaps mentioning Jake's name wasn't the smartest idea.
Her sobs filled the room at the mention of his name, her personal sun. She no longer knew the sun, all she knew was the moon. She craved the moon, and the moon was forever hers.
"He isn't who I truly love..." She sighed and stood. "I see this is getting me no where..." Drying her eyes before she'd continue, "I won't bother you again. The wedding is on the eleventh of August at noon. If you come, you come. If you don't, then... Carlisle will be more than happy to walk me down the aisle." And with that, she tossed her hair over her shoulder and proceeded to walk to the door.
"Wait, Bells.. I--" She cut him off for the second time, this time by her words.
"I'm tired of waiting. Unless you're ready to accept that I'm marrying him, I don't have the time.." Her hand grabbed the door knob as he shrank reluctantly back into his chair.
She sighed as she turned the door knob and walked out. That silver Volvo pulling up at the exact same time. Her feet would carry her to the passenger door, and she'd sit down with a frustrated, "Hmph."
"No luck, love?" He'd ask as his hand searched to find hers. She shook her head, "He's terrible. He just doesn't get it, and I'm done fighting with him about it. If he doesn't want to be there and support us, then I don't want him to be there. I'm not searching for his approval anymore. It is what it is. He's told Renee`, Alice told me earlier. She's fine with it! Can you believe that? My mother, I thought, would be the hardest person to convince."
She rambled like that until the car slowed. She had been so frustrated and so concentrated on just talking, that she hadn't noticed that they were not stopping in front of the Cullen's. His intentions were to cheer her up and make her forget all the bad, even if it was just for a few hours.
And before she knew it, Edward had already gotten out of the car, thrown her door open, and flung her onto his back. They were running to the meadow-- Their meadow.
Her eyes closed, as he continued to run. This was the best she had felt all day. The last time they were in the meadow, he had tried to seduce her. She told him it was because she wanted to wait, but in reality, she knew that it was because it was what Edward desired. Somehow, her mind worked that way. If Edward wanted it, she normally gave in and wanted it as well, his wants became her own.
His run became a normal run, and then a light jog, and then he suddenly began walking as they entered the meadow. His skin didn't shine like a thousand diamonds, as it had the first time he had showed her the meadow, the weather was cruel and wouldn't allow that. However, he was still just as beautiful. His messy bronze hair, his beautiful butterscotch eyes, and that flawless pale skin.
The middle of the meadow is where he decided he'd sit, pulling her into his lap like he had done on many occasions. His hand stroking her hair, as he listened to her beating heart, listened to her breathe, and only one thing was missing, he couldn't hear her thoughts. He was quite curious about what she was thinking, his hand trailed along her jaw until it reached the tip of her chin. He pulled her face to look up at him, "What are you thinking?"
Her face turned the prettiest shade of red as she shrugged her shoulders, "Oh, nothing in particular." He frowned playfully.
"Then what of this lovely color?" His hand caressing her cheek lightly. "I'm going to miss it.."
She sighed, she always lost. "I was thinking about the last time we were here." She frowned as she saw him smirk.
Naturally he'd remember what had happened the last time they were here, it had only been a little over a week ago. "Does that mean you'd like to accept my offer?" Her head shook and she muttered, "No.."
He pulled her tightly against him, resting his chin on the top of her head. "Sometimes, Isabella Swan, you puzzle me."
It was the last words that either of them would speak for quite some time. She sat in his arms for what seemed like hours to Bella, however, she wouldn't complain. She had nowhere else to be. Finally, Edward softly declared, "If we don't get back, Alice will go crazy. She wanted you to help her make a few decisions regarding our wedding."
She'd nod as he stood with her in his arms. She'd nuzzle her face against his neck as he began to run once again. For a brief moment, she thought she heard a howl in the distance. What if it was Jake? She dismissed the thought at once, all she needed was the moon. In exactly one month, the sun would be her enemy. Figuratively and literally speaking, of course.