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Even though I am saddened by this very statement, I will say it anyway. I do not own anything about Twilight except for my plot.
I was standing there with my eyes closed, waiting to be ripped apart limb by limb.
He was there with me, trying to protect me as always.
We both waited as they slowly surrounded us.
Chapter 1: EXPLOSION
"Nervous" asked my angel.
"A little," I said, my voice shaking a little.
I paused not knowing how to say what I wanted to say. Well, I thought to myself, I'm nervous because I'm about to practically rip both of my parents' hearts out!
I wasn't about to say that to the one and only man I will ever love! So I stuck with the safe reply.
"I guess I'm just nervous about telling my parents. You know how they are about early marriage." A small tear came running down my cheek but before I could wipe it away, Edward had already done it and was looking at my lovingly with the topaz eyes that I love.
"It'll be alright, love. I promise," he said.
As he said this, we arrived at Charlie's house. Before I couldn't even reach for the door handle, Edward was already opening the door for me. I smiled at him, knowing that he would only act like a vampire when no one was watching and he always knew when someone was. It also helped that he could read people's minds, well except for mine. I thought that it was a perk of being a vampire with special abilities but he didn't think so.
Before we walked into the house, Edward pulled me into him so that he could kiss me.
I wish he would do this more often. Kissing Edward was absolutely my favorite thing to do in the world. If I had it my way, I would spend all my time kissing Edward.
But as always, Edward pulled away from me and disentangled himself from my grasp but without letting go of my hand.
"Well, let's get this over with," I said, trying to stay as upbeat as the situation would allow. This was hard considering the fact that my parents, Charlie mostly, would attempt to strangle Edward for allowing this. But I knew what I wanted and they couldn't stop me. I wanted Edward and they were going to have to deal with that.
We walked into the living room where Charlie was sitting watching TV. He saw Edward holding my hand, and his eyes narrowed.
"Hey Dad, Edward and I have something to tell you…" I paused, not wanting what was about to come.
"We're engaged," I said quickly. I closed my eyes waiting for the explosion that was to come. It came.
"What the hell were you thinking?! You're only eighteen! What the hell were you thinking?! You're mother is going to go ballistic!" Charlie continued to rant, rave and repeat himself for another five long minutes about how I was too young for this.
Then he turned to Edward and started poking him in the chest, too mad to actually say something. I thought it was funny that Charlie didn't notice that Edward's chest was diamond hard. When Charlie finally got some words to come out of his mouth, he said, "I bet you're going to leave her again. Didn't you know that you were going to hurt her when you left? Didn't you know that you practically ripped her apart?"
That pushed me over the edge. "Dad, stop it. Stop it right now! How dare you talk to Edward that way?! He is this best thing that has ever happened to me, so don't you dare blame him for anything!"
The tears were starting to form in my eyes. Edward saw and pulled me into his arms. Charlie saw him do this and his eyes narrowed. Then Charlie noticed the reason for Edward's actions.
"Oh Bella, don't cry. Please don't cry. I'm sorry. I lost control of my temper. I'm sorry."
I looked up at him and saw that he meant it. "It's okay. I know that this was a shock but it's what I want to do."
"Yeah," Charlie said with a chuckle, "It was, and Edward, I'm sorry I said those things. I really didn't mean them."
"It's quite alright, Chief Swan," said Edward, always the gentleman.
"Well… when is the wedding? Charlie asked warily.
"August 13th," Edward and I said simultaneously. We both smiled at each other.
"So soon, well I guess that's okay. And when exactly are you planning on telling your mother?" Charlie looked pleased when I said that I would call her soon. He didn't want to be the one who told Renee. Charlie was the one with the temper but Renee was the one who was completely against early marriage.
When Charlie and Renee ran off together and got married, they were pretty young. They did pretty well for awhile. I guess I could say I was the outcome of those good times. After a few years, they split up and I ended up traveling across the country for the past few years of my life.
I wasn't actually trying to think about that specific phone call right now.
Edward and I were turning towards the kitchen when Charlie said, "Hey, Bells, I really am happy for you two," I turned back around to go give him a hug. It felt good to get part of the "telling the parents" thing off of my chest. Now all I had to do is tell Renee. I shuddered at the thought.
"And Edward," Charlie said with mock seriousness, "You had better take care of her. Remember, I am the police chief," eyeing his police gear hanging in its usual spot next to the door.
I slapped Charlie lightly on the shoulder and Edward laughed saying, "Don't worry, I will," I loved it when Edward laughed but there was some seriousness in his eyes when he said it.
I let go of Charlie and went with Edward to the kitchen where he nearly jumped me. We kissed for a little while longer than usual, to my extreme pleasure. When he finally pulled away, I was gasping for air and Edward was breathing a little harder than usual.
I was wondering why he had pulled away, when I heard the footsteps coming from the other room.
"I guess I need to call Renee. Here it goes," I picked up the phone, dialed Renee's number, and then sat down at the kitchen table. Edward followed and sat behind me and started doing one of his favorite things: playing with my hair.
The phone rang on the other side of the line and on the second ring I heard Renee's cheerful voice. "Hello?"
"Hey Mom! How are you?" I decided that jumping to the point of this conversation wasn't the best idea, so I decided to start slow. Besides, I never really got to talk to Renee much anyway, so I might as well make it last.
Renee started asking questions like, "How are you?" and "How's Edward?" I answered all of her questions, telling her that both Edward and I were both fine and then I decided that it was time. I had finally reached the dreaded moment.
"Mom, can I tell you something? It's important," I asked warily.
"Sure, Hon," said my mom, upbeat as always.
"Okay, here it goes," I said slowly. "Edward and I are engaged!" This last part came bursting out of my mouth before I could stop it but I was glad that I said it.
There was silence on the other side of the line for a moment. Then I heard the waterworks coming.
"Mom, don't cry. This is what we want. This is what I want." I was trying to calm her but that didn't take very long.
"Are you really sure that this is what you want?"
"Yes, Mom this is really what I want." I said my voice serious.
"Well if this is what you want then… okay."
One part of me was shocked at first at the fact that she had even agreed to this at all. The other part of me was going ecstatic. My heart stared beating faster. Edward noticed.
"I'm happy for you two," Renee said calmly. Then the questions started bubbling out. "When is the wedding? When can I come up? Do I need to do anything to help? Just tell me what to do. I'll --."
"Mom, Mom, slow down. Everything is already taken care of," I aid cutting her off. "The wedding is August 13th and you can come up whenever you want. You should know that."
"It's just that I'm so happy for you. I know what I've said about early marriage but if this is really what you want then I'm okay with that."
"Thanks Mom, that really means a lot to me. I'll talk to you later, okay?" We said our goodbyes, and then hung up.
Edward must have known that what my mom said was good because he pulled me out of my chair and kissed me again. I loved it when he did this.
"She's happy about the wedding!" I said when he pulled away. "She's happy," I said again as I snuggled against his solid chest.
"It's been a long day. I think it's time to call it a night," Edward said cradling me against his chest.
"Mhmmm," I mumbled, slowly falling asleep against his chest. The last thing I heard was Edward's soft, musical laugh as I drifted off to sleep in my angel's arms.
A/N: I hoped you liked it. Remember, this is my first story so go easy on me. And another reminder, REVIEW! REVIEW!! REVIEW!!
And also another reminder, being a crazed Cullen lover does not mean you are a complete psycho, it just means that you love them… a lot.