It's halloween and the 'younger' Cullens, plus Bella, have been invited to Mike Newton's party. What will Edward think of the coustume Alice has chosen for Bella? What will Bella think of the coustume chosen for her?
Um, I'm sure the What-Will-Bella-Dress-Up-As-If-Forced-To-Participate-In-Halloween has been done before, but seeing as I haven't found it, I thought I'd give it a try! By the way, this is going to be a multi-chapter story... Enjoy! Much love, Sammy :)
3. Chapter 3; Time to Think is Most Definately NOT my Friend
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“You’re sure, Alice. As in, one hundred percent, absolutely, definitely positive that -”
“Oh dear god, Bella, if you ask me that question one more time I’m going to -”
“To what?” I asked, cutting her off with a grin. “Suck my blood?”
“If you’re not careful,” Alice teased, her perfect lips parting into a threatening smile that showed off every one of her razor-sharp, glistening teeth. “But seriously. Get your pathetic human butt downstairs this instant.”
“But Alice,” I moaned, pulling her name out, whining. She rolled her eyes at me, but I continued anyways. “You know how he gets! What if -”
“Oh, for the love of all that is holy, Bella! You’re driving me insane!” Alice complained. “You were all impatient to get to him ten minutes ago! What the hell happened?”I rolled my eyes. The answer, in my eyes, was completely obvious. Alice had left for ten minutes to make sure that Edward was following his end of the deal and wearing whatever she’d chosen for him to wear. And that required locking me in her bathroom, alone, with absolutely nothing to distract me from my reflection in the vanity mirror. Very bad idea on her part, especially if she wanted me to be the least bit confident in letting Edward see me like this.
I supposed, looking at it objectively, Alice had really done an excellent job. I did look stunning, I had to admit. But really? I had no clue how my -ahem- costume would be anything besides bad news. Very bad news, at that.
“You shouldn’t have given me time to think, Alice,” I groaned, turning away from the image in the mirror, the girl who was far too beautiful to be me. “Maybe I would have gone through with this if I hadn’t been able to consider what this would do to -”
“You look amazing, Bella,” Alice soothed me, wrapping one cold arm around my warm shoulder, her tone encouraging. But what she didn’t realize was that looking pretty was not what I was worrying about. But I let her comfort me, leaning my head against her smooth neck, taking deep, calming breaths.
Alice said there was nothing to worry about. Alice was my best friend; Alice would never lie to me about something like this. And, of course, Alice could see the future. Of course I could trust her judgment. Nothing to worry about.
“Better?” Alice asked as I raised my head again, feeling sort of…determined.
“Better,” I agreed, somewhat stiffly.
“Good,” was all she said as she pulled on my hand, out of her bathroom and down the hallway to the top of the stairs. “Let me go down first, okay? Announce you properly and all that,” Alice said in a whisper, though we both knew the low tone would keep nothing from the immortals downstairs.
“But what if I make a fool of myself?” I asked her, thinking that this was a rather legitimate fear.
“Bella, I think you can handle walking down stairs without making a fool of yourself -”
“Not in these deathtraps,” I cut her off, gesturing to the strappy stilettos she’d basically forced me into, using an extended shopping trip as a threat if I didn’t comply to her footwear choice.
Alice rolled her eyes. “You’ll be fine without me. Believe me, I know.”
“Alright,” I said doubtfully, shifting my weight hesitantly from one three inch heel to the other, testing myself.
“Okay. I’m going to go downstairs now. Edward’s going to wear a hole in Esme’s carpet with all that pacing he’s doing,” Alice laughed, kissing me swiftly on the cheek with a whispered ‘good luck’ before she darted down the spiral stairs too fast for me to see.
I fidgeted with the strap of my dress, the black fabric contrasting against my unreasonably pale skin as I heard Alice and Edward exchanging words that were incoherent to my human ears. His voice shot a thrill through my system, but I almost ran back to Alice’s bedroom.
Scared could possibly be an understatement for what I was feeling.
Terrified seemed more appropriate… But still not quite strong enough.
“Bella?” Alice called up the stairs, and I felt my heartbeat increase exponentially, my breath becoming ragged… I’d missed my opportunity. It was too late to turn back now. “You can come down now,” Alice prompted.I tried to reign in my body’s subconscious, unavoidable reactions. Everything was fine. I looked fine. Edward and I were going to be fine.
I took one last, deep breath, then tentatively, and very, very carefully, shuffled forward in my ridiculous shoes and took the first step down. So far, so good. I held my breath down the rest of the spiral staircase, my eyes on my feet. I told myself I was paying so much attention so as not to slip, but I knew that I was only putting off the moment when I’d have to look up, when I’d have to look into Edward’s beautiful golden eyes…
“Huh. Wasn’t expecting that one,” a vaguely surprised voice said the moment my foot hit the carpet. But it wasn’t the voice I wanted to hear. My head snapped up, and my eyes fell on the speaker - Jasper. He was lounging across the couch, eyes wide as he stared at me. Edward stood with his back to me, and the only thing that was keeping him facing that direction were Alice’s strong, restraining arms. Her eyes met mine.
“Ready, Bella?” She asked me. Edward twitched.
“As I’ll ever be,” I said quietly, my eyes on Edward’s back. He was wearing a rich black suit, and though I couldn’t see much of his skin with the direction he was facing, I knew how the color would contrast with his pale white face… Alabaster and onyx… He was so beautiful I could hardly stand it.
“Alright. Turn around, Edward,” Alice said in a singsong voice. She seemed quite pleased with herself. I squeezed my eyes shut as Alice relinquished her hold on his arms, not wanting to be able to see the look on his face when he saw me…
“Oh. My. God,” I heard Edward whisper, heard his silent steps towards me, his breathing loud enough for me to hear, becoming shallower. And though every instinct screamed at me to, I didn’t open my eyes.
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