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That Wasn't Suppose to Happen

It's the day of the wedding. Bella is about to become Mrs. Edward Cullen. Something goes wrong that no one saw coming. Will Bella and Edward ever get their day?

I didn't create this world, I'm just playing in it.

1. To the Chuch

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I stood in front of the mirror, looking at the woman that was I. Alice had really done a good job. I didn’t look like Bella Swan. I looked like someone else. For the first time I looked like I belonged in the Cullen family. Pale skin, and very beautiful.

"Bella! Bella! You okay? Not getting cold feet are you?" Alice waved her hand in front of my face, pulling me out of my thoughts. "If you were getting cold feet, I would know." She tapped her head with her well-manicured finder.

"No. I just can’t believe that today is finally here. It came so fast. It feels like I was just giving you my list of demands yesterday. Yet, here I am, about to get married."

A blank look came over her face. She snapped out of her vision rather quickly. "You had best warn Charlie not to speak up in the middle of the wedding when they ask if anyone objects!" She huffed, looking sad and disappointed. "I’ve put a lot of time into this wedding. Don’t let me screw it up!"

"Then you had better talk to him. He’s still not happy with me for marrying Edward. He still hasn’t gotten over the Italy thing."

The bedroom door opened and Esme came in carrying my bouquet. "Don’t worry, dear. Charlie will not be a problem during the wedding. He’s just a father who’s having to watch his little girl go off and get married. He’s just having a hard time dealing with his feelings. We won’t let him do anything to ruin your big day."

"Thank you, Esme."

Alice decided that there wasn’t enough time for this kind of emotional stuff right then. "Come on! We have to get you to the church. I’m just happy that it isn’t raining. I would hate to have to carry you into the church. The dress would never hold in the water. The fabric would never be the same." Same old Alice.

"Were are the others?"

"They are having a hard time keeping Edward away from here. He seems to think something bad is going to happen. He loves you so much, Bella." Esme said, taking my hand.

They lead me downstairs to the waiting limo. Alice had insisted on having limos for the wedding. I don’t know why when we could just take any of their nice cars. Alice hadn’t even driven her Porsche in Forks yet, Carlisle had only allowed her to drive it out of town to go pick things up for the wedding. Today would have been a great day to reveal the car.

"Come on, Bella. Pick up your dress. It’s still damp out here." Alice said, picking the back of my dress up for me. Esme was in front of me, not a fleck of mud on her. They were so perfect.

It was then that I realized that they had put down stepping stones, creating a path to the limo. Alice had thought of everything. Like she said, it was my day and I shouldn’t have to worry about anything.

The limo ride to the church was the longest ride in my life. The plane ride home from Italy looked short compared to this. It just seemed to take forever. Alice kept trying to distract me with little things, adjusting the necklace that I had on. She might have been a factor into why the ride was so long.

"Bella, look we’re here." Esme said, pointing out the window closest to Alice.

I turned and looked, my mouth dropping open. I didn’t know that Alice had invited that many people. It looked like all of Forks was parked at the church. There was no way that I had approved that many people on my guest list.

"Alice, how many people are here?"

"Um, that’s not important."

"Did I approve all of these people?"

"Well, yes you did. Ill explain later. Come on. I’ll make sure that Edward isn’t trying to see you. He’s so nosy. We have to make sure no one sees you. He’ll pick the thoughts from their brains." Alice jumped out, looking around. She looked deep in concentration, as did Esme.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I’m translating the star-spangled Banner into French, Spanish, and Russian. He’ll have fun with that." She looked so proud of herself.

"Let’s get this over with then." I sighed, following Alice around the church.

Isabella Marie Swan was soon to be Isabella Swan Cullen.