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Forever After

Bella has a nightmare about her wedding day where her beautiful, but mysterious groom is attacked by a monstrous wolf. After she wakes up, she goes looking for the groom where she remembered she had noticed him in real life only a few days before. When their meeting is interrupted she wonders, why is everyone trying to make decisions for her? and why is Edward so dangerous? Banner courtesy of Eternitys_Charm Based off of the movies (and the book) Ever After, and Twilight.


18. Chapter 19

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I had recovered physically from the encounter with James. Carlisle told me that I had minimal scars on my cheek, but to a human it was as if it wasn’t even there. This meant that it was finally time to go home and apologize to my father.

I wasn’t particularly looking forward to this moment, but I had to regain his trust or I would never forgive myself.

“Are you ready, love?” Edward wrapped his left arm around my waist pulling me out of the bed. I had been there ever since I woke up a few days before. I wasn’t allowed to move for anything. I took a deep breath before answering.


“You seem worried.” He used his other arm to pull me around so I was facing him.

“I am.”

“Well, are you going to inform me of why, or do I need to force you to tell me?” There wasn’t anyone else in the room. They had all left with our trunks a few minutes ago so Edward would be able to take me home himself. This wasn’t good; there weren’t any witnesses this way. Not to say that I thought he would hurt me, but instead I suspected foul play.

Just before I was thinking of telling him, he turned the full force of his eyes to me. They were glazed over, a clear topaz from having just hunted. I lost my train of thought.

“Uh,” I said, sounding very dumb.

“Why are you so worried?” His mood changed slightly. Now I could see the perfect sincerity in his eyes, no longer just wanting to know, but truly concerned.

“I’m not sure how my dad will react to me coming back. I’m not sure he’ll let us get married, let alone forgive me.”

“Of course he will,” he pulled me into his chest, resting one of his hands on the back of my head in a comforting gesture, “He loves you, and so do I. I will be with you one-hundred percent of the way.”

“You didn’t see the look on his face. It was heartrending.”

“Bella,” he pulled back again to look me in the eye, “I heard his thoughts. He loves you enough that he will forgive you no matter what.” His eyes smoldered with love and acceptance.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For making me feel better. Charlie is an important part of my life, and I don’t like hurting him.”

“But you have to remember that this was my entire fault. And that’s just another reason for you to stay a human.”

“Not good enough, though. And you are worth any loss I could ever have, because if I lost you, I would vanish.”

“But, Bella-“

“No, Edward. We are not having this conversation again.” I held my ground, but had to look down at my hands before he locked gazes with me.

“Fine.” I knew that was just giving in for the moment. He wasn’t anywhere near done trying to ‘save my soul’.

He held out his hands as I slipped my arms around his neck. I tucked my face into the crook between his shoulder and chest as he pulled me up and away through the forest.

This would feel a lot longer than the last run with Alice. Then I was able to sleep through the numbness, now I had to wait. At least I was able to just lie in Edward’s arms, the comfort of his cold skin all around me.

He ran so effortlessly that I could hardly tell we were moving. I turned my head slightly to the left and opened my eyes. I saw the same blurs I remembered from running before, but this time they reminded me of a painting, watercolors that were smeared to make it look as if it were moving.

I kept my eyes open for awhile. It seemed like I was dreaming without having to close my eyes and fall asleep. My real-life day-dream morphed into a sleeping dream. It wasn’t significant, just peaceful.

Once I opened my eyes I noticed I was in my bed, at home. I debated for a moment whether or not the previous events were a dream or reality. As I started to sit up, I realized it couldn’t have been, my trunk was by my door, when it was usually placed at the foot of my over-sized bed.

I immediately dressed myself and headed toward my father’s office, he would probably be awake by now. The sun was brightly shining through the numerous windows.

I spent the long walk weighting my options for apologies even though I knew I would forget each one by the time that I would actually start talking to him. I would just have to let what was going to happen, happen.

I gave three loud knocks on the door, hearing a response of, “Enter.”

I didn’t expect what happened next. As soon as Charlie saw me in the room, he strode to my side and grasped me in a tight, fatherly hug.

“Bells, you’re back!” The delight in his tone made me unhappy. It was obvious that he would forgive me, just as Edward said, when he shouldn’t be so forgiving.

“I’m back, and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have just left like that. I missed you so much!” I returned the hug, now glad that he accepted me back.

“There’s no need to be sorry. I’m just pleased you reconsidered!”

“Thank you, dad.” He kissed my forehead.

“But, you do have to spend the next few days inside the castle. It was foolish of you to just run off like that. You could have been hurt.”

“Alright, that’s understandable.” We stood for a few moments, looking around awkwardly.

“So, does this mean that you’re getting back together with Edwin?”

“Edward, dad. And, yes.”

“Well, are you up for the ball then?”


“Maybe I should call Justine. She can start with the decorations…”

“No, dad.” I knew someone who would enjoy this much better than Justine pretends to, “I want Edward’s sister to do it.”

“Are you sure? Does she have any experience?”

“I don’t know dad, but I can tell she won’t let us down.”

I was undeniably right about that. Alice’s reaction told me that much. She rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, in a slow and rhythmic pattern, a smile plastered from ear to ear. Once she started to calm down, she instantaneously started talking to herself about the color theme and furniture. She wouldn’t disappoint us.