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My Idea for Breaking Dawn: The Ultimate War

Summary:
The werewolves refuse to allow Bella to marry Edward and become a vampire. They are willing to do anything--ANYTHING--to stop that from happening. More barriers threaten to keep Bella and Edward from acquiring their ultimate happiness and they must once again fight for what they want--what they NEED.


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21. Chapter 21: We do

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Instead of the expected Traditional Wedding March playing, my lullaby began playing as Charlie escorted me into the room and began walking me down the aisle. I felt like crying; Edward must have done that on purpose to make this easier for me. I smiled, a truly happy smile, and allowed Charlie to lead me further into it.

Alice had done an incredible job; it was all so...enchanting. That sounded weird to me, but there was honestly no other way to describe it. I felt like a Disney princess finally getting her happy ending, only for me, it was the beginning, not the end. There were countless flowers and candles and lace and other elegant attire all throughout the room making it look more like a coronation rather than just a mere wedding.

The whole town of Forks was present...almost. None of the Quileutes were anywhere to be seen...that scared me. I was almost positive that they would sabotage my wedding before I stepped one foot into the aisle. I missed having my old friend too. It was impossible to even remember those days now where he was my best friend and the only person keeping me alive, but they were still apart of me.

But, whether I liked it or not, those days were long over. And they would never return. I had lost Jacob and with his recent behaviors, I was already glad I lost him. If he couldn't be happy and accept me for who I am and who I need to be, then that was his problem. I wouldn't let that ruin the greatest day of my life.

Rosalie and Alice were at the end already and in place for the ceremony. Jasper and Emmett were standing on the other side, both staring at me as I continued on, and smiling. To my surprise, when I couldn't find Carlisle, I found him at the head, officiating the service. Edward had never told me Carlisle would be officiating. We had discussed maybe Emmett doing it, but Carlisle was never even suggested. Of course, it couldn't really come as a huge surprise, because if anyone was worthy of doing this service, it was most definitely Carlisle.

Finally, I looked to Edward: He was staring at me, as if captivated, and smiling his crooked smile. He looked more beautiful than ever before. Once my eyes caught his, I could never look away. I smiled at him and his smile widened.

I continued on and, as I did so, his eyes never left mine. He nodded encouragingly towards me and we stared at each other, never breaking the one contact we could have, until I reached the end of the aisle and Charlie lifted my veil, fixed it so it wouldn't disturb my hair, and then kissed my cheek, and said, "I love you, Bella," before winking at me.

I smiled, "I love you, too, Dad." He then went to take his seat next to Renee, who was sitting besides Esme, who was fixated with staring at me, looking like she would be crying if she had the capability.

Edward took my arm, pulled me in closer, and said, "You have never looked so gorgeous. You are definitely my angel."

I chuckled, through the tears that threatened to come, and leaned into him.

"I hoped your lullaby would make the walk a bit easier for you." He whispered, leading me to where Carlisle was.

"It did; thank you." I whispered.

We reached Carlisle and Edward turned to face me, took my hands, looked into my eyes, and smiled.

Carlisle looked to us both and waited for Edward to nod to begin the service:

"I don't think I have to say it for everyone to know, without a doubt, that Edward and Bella are perfect for each other. It's such an honor to perform their ceremony, knowing just how much they love each other. As you all very well know, my wife and I adopted Edward and we honestly could not have asked for a better son. For so long, he was so alone; so empty...he was missing so much, and it killed me that he could never find happiness. Once he found Bella, it was as if he had found himself. He had found his reason for existence and, though they have had their share of trials and hardships, there have never been two people more perfect for one another. In all of time, in all of history, from Adam and Eve to the last two remaining on this planet alive, not one of those couples could ever truly understand the kind of love that Edward and Bella share and feel for one another."

Edward smiled at those words and I returned it. He was right; this wasn't as bad as it seemed. In fact, it had never felt more right and more beautiful than it did at this moment, standing across from the man that I not only love, but the man I would spend every single day with for as long as we lived. That thought filled me with more happiness and more joy than any other had the ability to.

Edward began caressing the backs of my hands with his thumbs, and then he mouthed the words: "I love you," to me.

"I love you, too," I mouthed back and his smile widened. I had never felt more amazing than at this moment, right here, standing in front of my family and friends, having walked down that aisle, and saying these words to the most amazing man I have ever known and will ever know.

Carlisle continued on, after looking to us both and smiling, "That kind of love is a love that cannot be defined by words or time; it is something that to be understood, must be felt. The most skilled of artists cannot convey it in their works; the most skilled of musical performers cannot convey it in their music; the most skilled writer cannot convey it in their literature. It is impossible. So, today we celebrate their love and entwine it harmoniously with the bonds of matrimony. Though, I know the answer, I do have to ask, by law; so, do you, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, take Isabella Marie Swan to be your lawfully wedded wife for as long as you both shall live?"

Edward never looked away from me, as he said, so lovingly I almost wanted to cry, "I do." He gave my hand a reassuring squeeze and brought it up to his lips to kiss before repeating the words, a little louder this time, "I do."

Carlisle then looked to me, "And do you, Isabella Marie Swan, take Edward Anthony Masen Cullen to be your lawfully wedded husband as long as you both shall live?"

I smiled at those words, before saying, without hesitation, "I do." I laughed slightly and then blinked away a tear before smiling reassuringly at Edward.

He returned the smile and a look of relief crossed his face.

Carlisle continued on, "Very well. And now; Edward, your vows?"

Edward took a step closer to me, took my face in one of his hands, tilted my head upward, so I could look into his eyes easier, and he smiled his crooked smile before saying: "Bella, you are...so much more than beautiful, you are absolutely perfect. I have never felt more amazing than I do at this moment. I know how hard this all has been for you and I am so very deeply sorry for all the pain and anguish I have put you through in the past four years. But, as of this moment, I promise to never hurt you or let anything else hurt you ever again. You are my soulmate; my guardian angel...my own personal goddess." He chuckled, "And I assure you, my life has not been the same since I met you and I thank God for that. I love you so much and I know that our life together will be so remarkable and I cannot wait to start. Bella...my Bella, my angel, my love; today, I declare my heart yours forever...it has never belonged to anyone else and it never will. Please accept it with my love and realize that you are the only one I could ever truly love."

I stifled a sob and tears streamed down my face. He wiped away one of my tears with his thumb, kissed the other one, off of my cheek, and whispered the words: "I love you," against my skin.

Then, he pulled back only slightly and caressed my jaw with the back of his hand as Carlisle continued:

"Bella?"

I hung my head, knowing my vows were total crap compared to how beautiful his were, especially since we both wrote our own vows and his eloquence far exceeded mine, but I looked back at Edward and said them anyways: "Edward, how backwards you have that! I am nowhere near perfect, especially not next to you....I hate to do this, but it is exactly as you said: 'There is no Edward Cullen without Isabella Swan and there is no Isabella Swan without Edward Cullen.' And I am because you are, too. I exist for you and you alone. I found the reason for my life the day I found you. I need to spend the rest of my life with you...I treasure every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every month of every year I share with you because it's with you. Growing up, I didn't have both my mom and my dad to raise me, I had to switch off, going back and forth between the two, and though I love them both very dearly, that definitely took its toll and made its mark on me. But now, I know...that I have everything I will ever need in my life: you. I have never felt more suited for you than I do right now and I have never known more strength or more beauty or more perfection than knowing you. You are so unbelievably good and selfless and beautiful...I love you..."

I trailed off and chuckled through the tears to let everyone know I was done. Edward leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose, before saying, softly, "Thank you...so much."

I nodded and looked up at him. He looked as if he would be crying too if he was capable of it.

Carlisle continued, "Okay...the rings? Edward?"

Edward turned to his best man, Emmett, who handed him the ring and raised his eyebrows. Edward shook his head, amused by what Emmett was thinking obviously, and turned back to me. He looked at Carlisle, who said, "Edward and Bella had their rings for one another inscribed; so, they will read their inscriptions at this time before the exchange."

Edward looked down at my band, and read the inside to me: "To my beautiful Bella: You are my angel; my miracle." He looked back up at me and I smiled. He took my left hand, removed my engagement, slid on the wedding band, put the engagement ring back on, kissed my finger, and then smiled at me.

"Bella?" Carlisle smiled at me.

I turned to Alice, who smiled excitedly, and gave me Edward's ring. I turned back to Edward and sighed, before reading: "To the Love of my Existence: I love you always. Love: Your Bella." I took his left hand and slid it onto his finger and began tracing circles on the palm of his hand.

Carlisle straightened up and said, "Well, now, with the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you: husband and wife. You may kiss your very beautiful bride."

Edward smiled and his arm encircled around my waist, drew me in closer to him, and he lowered his lips to mine. I deepened the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck, while his other hand traced up my arm to my face, which he began caressing.

It wasn't until Carlisle said the words: "I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen," that we finally came back to reality and broke apart.

Edward tightened his arms around my waist and leaned the side of his head against the side of mine and laughed.

I chuckled and exhaled loudly as I scanned the room to see everyone to their feet applauding and cheering for us. "Husband and wife," I whispered to Edward.

He looked at me and asked, nervously, "So?"

"You were right. It is more perfect than I ever could have imagined it...marrying you. Definitely the best thing I've ever done in my life." I said, trying to talk above the noise.

He closed his eyes and sighed, relieved, "Thank God. I love you."

"I love you, too," I said, and he kissed me again.

I never thought I could love marriage this much, but it definitely was not as bad as I had been picturing it. It was...beautiful...perfect...it felt as if this, right here, was where I belonged. I would never need anything else or want anything else. As long as I had my Edward Cullen, I would be more complete than most people could feel in a dozen lifetimes.