I took a sip from my glass of water as I anxiously waited for Rosalie to come out of the dressing room. I was now wishing that I had taken the glass of champagne that had been first offered to me. Or asked for some hard ass liquor. Anna King, Rosalie's future mother-in-law was drumming her long red claws against the leather sofa impatiently. She'd been doing it for the past ten minutes nonstop.
It was driving me insane.
Rosalie had refused to let Anna choose her wedding dress, but had compromised by allowing Anna to dictate the type of dress she should get.
An impressive feat since Rosalie was the most head strong and stubborn person I knew. Yet it was also rather annoying, since I knew Rosalie what style she wanted her wedding since we were kids. And Anna King's taste differed greatly to Rosalie's. To get Rosalie to change her mind was the kind of thing that only one other had done.
Emmett McCarty, her ex-boyfriend, high school sweetheart and the love of her life. But that's another story. Rosalie wasn't marrying Emmett. She was marrying Roy King.
He had been working as her personal assistant at the law firm in which she was working. But it wasn't until after he'd been promoted to another role in the company that Rosalie had started going out with him. I'd heard about his many attempts to ask her out beforehand but Rosalie wasn't one to mix business and pleasure so she hadn't accepted. I only met Roy a handful of times when they were dating, I was in New York they started dating and he travelled a lot for his new job position. The times we had met weren't that memorable so I was rather shocked when Rosalie announced her engagement after eight months of dating Roy. I mean he was nice. But he was just nice.
After dating Emmett, I couldn't see what drew her to him. Roy didn't make her eyes sparkle like Emmett did. I had spoken to Rosalie about it, she had insisted that she was happy with him and he was good to her. So, I trusted her judgement so I gave my blessing.
Until I met her future mother in law.
Blessing come back to Bella.
It was fortunate for Rosalie that he didn't take after his mother. Roy would not have been her type for sure, not that I thought he was even now.
There was a chime as the front door of the store opened and in walked my type. Messy dark blond hair, forest green eyes and devilish crooked smile that made women weak at the knees.
Oh, yes definitely my type.
Also, totally Rosalie's little brother and my other best friend so he was a do not open that can-of-worms, although I had been peeked... twice. Right now, he was my salvation. I'd forgotten that he was coming but was I glad he was here for moral support to Rosalie.
"Hello Bella, hello Mrs. K," Edward said.
I had to force myself to not openly smirk at Edward's greeting because he knew Anna hated when he called her that. Edward was the only person who could stand up to the uppity woman who looked like down on everyone like a piece of gum on her shoe.
Anna nodded curtly at Edward knowing that it did no good to correct him. God only knows she had tried many times.
I rose from seat and walked toward him, my arms raised to hug him
"You are my hero. I was just about to plot her murder," I whispered in his ear once we were in an embrace.
He chuckled quietly in my ear.
"Please, tell me your plan, I'll help," he whispered back.
Rosalie came out just about a minute after that with the sales assistant following behind.
The dress was stunning. The bead adornments glittered in the light and skirt flared at the waist, making Rosalie look like real Disney princess. Far from what Rosalie had dreamed of like on her wedding day.
"What do you think?" Rosalie asked, first looking at me, then to Edward and Anna.
"Well, I suppose you have acceptable taste after all. It's not what I would have chosen, but it's perfectly satisfactory," Anna said in her uppity voice.
I rolled my eyes. It's probably better than anything she would have chosen.
"I'll be leaving now, if you think you can sort out everything else on your own."
Anna rose from her seat and walked to the door not bothering to say goodbye to anyone.
"Bye, Mrs. K!" Edward called out just before she would of the door.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to Rosalie as she spoke again.
"What do you think?"
"It's beautiful, Rose," Edward said.
"Yeah, it's nice."
Both Edward and Rosalie looked over to me with questioning eyes.
"You don't like it?" Rosalie asked, running her hands over her waist line. "It makes me look fat doesn't it."
"Please, you're skinny as rake and that's not what I meant. It's a beautiful and you look great in, but it's not you," I explained, letting out an exasperated sight. "I know what you like. Why are you letting that woman dictate your wedding dress?"
Rosalie sighed and glanced over at Edward then back to me.
"Yeah, well this what momma King likes, and I'm sure Roy would prefer this. This wedding isn't just about me."
Translation momma King is dictating this wedding.
"Okay, number one, you are bride and you're the one who had to wear to the dress. Number two, Rosalie, you don't have to go through with this if you don't want to."
She shook her head.
"I know I don't have to, but I'm never going to get what I want and I don't want to be alone."
Edward was looking from me to Rosalie seemingly confused.
"How does not getting the dress you want mean you end up alone? I do not understand girls." He scratched his head and glanced at the sales assistant like she knew the answer.
I ignored them and focused on Rosalie again.
"You won't be alone. You have me and Edward and you parent-"
"It's not the same and you know. Besides I already my decision and I'm not going back on it."
Rosalie's voice took a tone of finality and I knew that right now she was not to be reasoned with so I didn't push the subject any further.