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Master of Ceremonies

Please read A B.A. in B.S. prior to reading this one...it will help you quite a bit. This is the second part of a three part series. Edward and Bella have grown quite a bit since he left...to the point they got back together AFTER Edward earned Bella back and then proposed. And he did all this after they talked to Charlie! So, here comes the bride, the groom, all the wedding fanfare, and many suprises inbetween. Oh...and lots of lemony goodness too. Again, some OCC, but you'll likey. Please bear with the first 10-11 chapters as they are a buildup to a kickass twist in chapter 12! Update 8/12/11 I've just added 3 new chapters and I hope you enjoy them. There's a bunch of fun stuff starting and on it's way!!I've also added some references from one of my fav UK shows into one of the chapters. I hope I described them well enough so you know which episodes I refer to. I am loving the reviews I am getting...but I do wish there were MORE! C'mon peoples-give me a few clicks of the mouse, a few keystrokes, and maybe about twenty seconds of your time...you know you want to!


12. Chapter 12

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I was startled by the sound of the screaming, but more due to the new void left beside me. That space, usually occupied by Edward, was now occupied by air. I could hear loud whispering, which in vampire was probably screaming. I sighed loudly and wondered what Edward was having a conniption about in regard to Alice now. Did she choose the wrong flight for the honeymoon? Was Edward driving the wrong car? Did she replace his Vanquish with a Kia? Who knew?

I rolled my eyes, to myself, and placed my feet on the floor. The wood creaked slightly. I teetered back and forth on that spot for a moment. For some reason the sound amused me. After I had my moment, I walked to the end of the hallway and looked down from the balcony-esque ledge of the staircase. I felt like Juliet.

“Edward, oh, Edward. Where for art thou my Edward,” I called out barely making it through my ad-hocked speech. Laughter only came from Emmett.

“C’mon it wasn’t even that bad. You don’t even humor the hu---“

“Bella,” Edward calmly said now joining me on my turret, “I need you to listen to me.” His hands now encompassed my cheeks, “Don’t ask any questions ok?”

I nodded in affirmation.

“I need you to decide to be changed right now. Make the decision.”

I did.

Alice went stiff and blank. Edward furrowed his brow for a moment then fear entered his eyes and his body was visibly trembling-to the point that a human would have noticed. A wave of indescribable emotion hit me; fear mixed with anger, with apprehension, with utter sadness and devastation. It was so powerful it sent me crumbling to my knees.


(Sometime in the indeterminate future-REAL SCENE NOT VISION)


I sat about a mile away. He was supposed to have left an hour ago, but couldn’t. He couldn’t bring himself to leave. I understood why.

He just sat there staring at the picture. Unmoving. Unwavering. Not unfeeling; that was the least of what was going on. That was the problem; he was feeling. It was all too real, and I knew exactly how he felt: loss, despair, emptiness, uselessness, nothingness-----utter nothingness.

I watched him as he sat in his squad car in the driveway. He stared at the picture in his tattered and worn brown leather wallet. There was a ten-year old picture placed behind the clear piece of plastic in his wallet. It was meant for his license, but he opted for her picture when Renee sent it to him almost ten years ago.

Minus his beating heart, blinking, and breathing he had not moved until that second when his finger ran up and down the cheek of the girl in the picture. His bottom lip quivered and huge tears began to stream down his face; not unlike what her tears used to look and smell like. I could almost smell her essence in his tears.

Both of our hearts ached for her. The loss of the love of our lives hit us the same, but for different reasons; his-a daughter taken too soon and me-the love of my life taken before we were able to start our lives together.

I hopped off the roof of the house I was sitting on and walked up to Charlie’s cruiser. I tapped lightly on the window. He turned his head to me slowly. I saw my reflection in the window and was ashamed. It had been so long since I had hunted that my eyes were black, sullen. I looked weak, paler than normal if that was even possible, and dead. I actually looked dead.

Charlie’s eyes were completely red and bloodshot. He had lost at least twenty-five pounds since we lost her, his face was sunken in, and I could tell he was not eating. Charlie and I one in the same at this moment; I bet no one saw that one coming.

I opened up his door as he turned his eyes back to the picture. “Charlie?” I was quiet. I did not want to startle him so I said his name again and placed my hand on his shoulder.

He looked at me again. His eyes were wide and pleading with me, begging me to help. I infinitesimally shook my head, but it was enough for him to see. He still stared at me. I think he would have been on his knees and looking to God to bring her back to him, even to me, but God had failed us.

A sob escaped from him and larger, wetter tears began to stream from both eyes; one after another after another after another. It was a constant stream of physical sorrow. I would be doing the same if I had the capability. I would have been in our bed clutching her pillow letting my physical pain flow had it not been for a promise I made to her.

“Edward, please, please swear to me you will look after Charlie!”

“Bella, don’t do this! You don’t have to do this!”

She looked into my eyes one last time, “Yes, I do. It’s the only way to keep him safe, to keep them safe,” she said pointing to our family, “and it’s the only way to keep you safe.” Her hands traced my face-a physical memory of every inch of the face of the man who loved her and would love her every day of forever. “I have to keep you safe. I can’t let them get hurt because of me! I can’t let anyone get hurt because of me. My life is not worth the lives of everyone I love.”

I shook my head violently; it was, oh it was.

“Don’t make this any harder, Edward,” she said this as tears flowed down her face….the same tears that now flowed down Charlie’s. “I need you to do this for me, please. Watch over Charlie and Renee and the Pack…and I guess even Jessica too.”

This was her way of attempting to insert humor into an extraordinarily humorless situation. However, this was my Bella, my existence, my reason for being and what kind of man, boyfriend, fiancé, husba----would I be if I didn’t at least give into her right now. We knew there was nothing that could be done. If this was going to happen, I was at least going to put a smile on my face-for her. It took less than half a second for me to conjure up enough energy to give her a slight chuckle and a crooked smile….the last crooked smile she would ever see.

She smiled the last smile I would ever see on her face. My heart broke and I could hear the internal sobs and pain of everyone in my family. If we could have stopped it, we would have. We all knew this, especially Bella. How she could cope with forfeiting her existence here, I thought I would never understand. It was a sacrifice she was making for us, for her friends, her family, her father and mother, and for me.

“Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, you are my life and the only man I have ever loved. You have made every dream, want, need, and desire of mine come true. My love for you is everlasting and it will go on even after I’m gone because I know it will exist in your heart. I’m not asking you to spend eternity without me because I know I could not spend eternity without you, but I am going to ask you to take care of those I care about, please. Watch over them, keep them happy,” she was starting to tremble and had to take a deep breath before she could continue.

“Ensure that whatever they want, they get. Do for them what I would have, especially Renee. I was more of a mother than she was when I was with her and I don’t know how she’ll handle my…watch out for Charlie. After mom left, I was all he had-now he won’t have anyone except Sue. Don’t let him sacrifice the relationship he has with her because the loss of me is too great. Continue the relationship with the Pack; especially Jake, Sam, Emily, and Brandon. You can tell them what has happened to me-they should know, but don’t let them retaliate. I know Jake will want to.

I am thankful for every day, every moment I spent with you. The good was well…good and the bad, it made is stronger and brought even more good. Promise me, Edward. Promise me that you’re going to take care of them, that you’re going to do what I would do for them.”

If I could have balled, I would have the moment she said my name. “I promise. We all do.”

“Edward, I love you.”

“I love you too, Isabella Cullen,” I spoke lightly. It wasn’t her official last name, but it had always been destined for her.

She smiled at me and I pulled her in closer; I knew this was our final moment. I kissed her more passionately, hungrily, and fearfully than I ever had. I felt her lips slip from mine. Just like that and just like Bella, she had sacrificed her life for the lives of those she loved. She was gone.

“I’m sorry Charlie,” I sobbed loudly as I kneeled down to get eye-level with him. “I am so sorry. If I could bring her back to us, I would. I would.”

He turned back to his picture, clutched it to his chest, closed his eyes, and let his head fall to the steering wheel as he wept audibly for the loss of his one and only daughter and the love of my life.