~Six months later~

"Alice, can you please tell me what's going on?" I asked Alice as she pulled me into the bathroom to play Bella Barbie.

"Nope," she told me, popping the 'p'.

"Alice," I exclaimed.

"No, Bella. We're doing this mine way, so stop your moaning and groaning," she told me as she pushed me into the make-up chair.

"Fine. What am I going to wear tonight?" I asked her as she started to work on me.

"I'm not going to tell you," she stated as she started to put eye shadow on me.

"Can you least tell me why your putting makeup on me? I'm a vampire for gods' sake; I don't need it."

"You're a vampire? Hmm, I didn't notice. Oh, well. Now please just stay quiet, and stop moving." With a sigh, I closed my eyes and just sat there while Alice had her fun.

"Okay, now I'm going to blindfold you. NO PEAKING," she growled as she put a blindfold on me. "Arms up." With another sigh, I raised my arms as she slipped something over my head.

"Good. Okay, now lets go. Everyone's waiting." She grabbed my arm and led me out of the room and down the hall.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked her as I heard footsteps coming towards me. Those footsteps belonged to Skylar.

"Aunt Alice, why is Momma the color white? What did you do to confuse her?" I heard everyone laugh from downstairs.

"She doesn't know what's going on," Alice told her. I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Yay! I'm not the last one to know this time," Skylar exclaimed.

"Wait, everyone knows but me? Alice, I demand you to tell me what's going on and…wait do I smell flowers?" I heard a musical laugh behind me and I wisped around blindly to face Edward.

"You're in this too, aren't you?" I asked him and he laughed again.

"Why do you think I told Alice to blindfold you?" He asked me, and I growled at him playfully.

"Easy there, Bella. Okay, Alice. You can un-blindfold her now." Edward told her and I felt the blindfold disappear.

The scene before me was breathtaking. The staircase had flowers going down it, leading into the living room. There was a wedding arch was with Emmett standing below it in a reverend suit with a shit-eating grin.

"Looking good, little sis," he told me. I looked down at what Alice had put me in, a wedding dress. No they didn't.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked, and turned to see Alice holding a bouquet of pink flowers.

"Your wedding, Mom," said Karson, as he came around the hallway. I turned to look at my son, who was dressed in tux. Then I looked at Skylar, who was dressed in a flowery dress; she looked beautiful. I turned my head to face Edward.

"How long have you been planning this?" I asked him. He just smirked at me.

"Since you said yes three months ago." I blinked at him in shock.

"But, I thought Alice was planning our wedding?" I asked him. Alice answered for him.

"We did that to throw you off for tonight." If I could cry I would.

"So you okay with it?" Edward asked, stepping closer to me.

"Why would I be?" I asked. "Almo--" I stopped when I heard the front door open. When I turned my head toward the door, there stood Matt.

"Sorry I'm late." Matt said smiling at me. I grinned back and raced down the stairs and into his arms. I suddenly pushed away from him.

"Wait, so you knew too?" I asked him and he smiled.

"For two months now," he said proudly. I let out a moan.

"Great, so everyone knew, but me." I heard my family laugh at my annoyed tone.

"Come on, Bella. Quit your wining in let's get this wedding rolling." Emmett boomed at me and I laughed.

"Okay, Okay. But, do you really have to be the one to marry us?" I asked him and Emmett nodded.

"Yes, Edward promised I could if I didn't tell you about his plans." Did he really just stick his tongue out at me?

"Come on you two, quit your fighting. We have a wedding to get to." I kissed Matts' cheek quickly, before Alice pulled me back up the stairs where Carlisle was waiting.

"Bella, I know I'm not your father, but it would be a honor to take you down the aisle." He held out his arm to escort me down the stairs."

"Yes, Dad. Thank you." He smiled. I turned to see Alice telling Skylar what to do and she nodded at every word her aunt was telling her.

After a few minutes, the music started, and Skylar walked out tossing lilies out in front of her. With a sigh, Carlisle pulled my arm and we started to follow Alice down the stairs.

After all the 'I do' parts, since only Matt and Skylar eat, we watched them eat the cake that Esme made. Emmett even tried some, but he spit out as soon as it went into his mouth. He said that he'd stay with the bears. After they finished with cake, Emmett asked to dance. Since I was vampire, I had grace that I never knew anyone could have. It surprised everyone, even Edward.

After only a minute of dancing with Emmett, Edward cut in. "Wow, Bella. Who knew you could dance," he told me as he spun us around in a circle.

"I still hate you, you know," I stated. He just smiled down at me.

"And why that, love?" Like he didn't know.

"You know I hate surprises."

"Yes. I know, but you can't tell me you didn't enjoy it." He was right; I loved it.

"I did love it. Thank you." I told him as I kissed him.

"Wait until you find out where we're going for our honeymoon," he told me with a smirk. I laughed as Karson tapped Edward's leg.

"Can I dance with Mommy?" He asked him and Edward laughed, and lifted Karson up into his arms, and passed him to me. He was about the size of three year old now.

"Sure. I guess I can share with you," Edward told Karson as he kissed my cheek, and walked away to dance with Alice.

I held Karson in my arms and moved us around so it looked like we were dancing.

"You look really pretty, momma." I smiled at him.

"Thanks, Karson. You look very handsome. Who got you the tux?" I asked him, knowing it was Alice.

"Aunt Alice. Mom, you have to do something about her. She spent a week with Skylar and me trying to get the perfect outfit. It was stupid." He shuddered at the thought.

"I'll do something about her as soon as I get back. Until then, I give you permission to use your power to block her from getting to you. Just don't do it in the house." Karson grinned as I felt a tap on my shoulder. Not another dancer. I turned to see Matt, and smiled.

"Can I cut in, Kar?" He asked, and Karson nodded, and jumped from my arms.

"Sure, Uncle Matt." Karson walked away as Matt placed his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You could have warned me," I told him as we danced.

"Ah, but then what would had been then the fun in that? I hate that I missed your face when they took the blindfold off of you. It must have been priceless."

"It was," Jasper said as him and Esme danced around us. "Oh, so priceless." I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Shut up," I hissed at him. He laughed along with Matt and Esme. After they danced away from us, Matt started to talk to me again.

"I'm happy for you, Bella. Not only do you love him, but you trust him too. That's exactly what you needed." I smiled at him.

"Your right. All I needed was to do was trust him and everything else fell into place." I didn't have to ask myself questions anymore because I knew all the answers.

The End.

Author note: I'm really sad to see this end, but I love how it ends. So, everyone's been asking for a sequel and I've already started it. It won't be up for about a week, though, cause I'm going to take a break now that I'm done with this story. Anyway, thank you so much for reading this story and reviewing! I want to give a really big thank you to my Beta wearefanpires for fixing my chapters for me. Without her, I don't think I would have as many reads because of the grammar. Anyway, here's a preview of the first chapter of the sequel.

Five years later: Karson's POV

"Uncle Matt, what am I going to do with Skylar's friend? She won't stop texting me!" I growled. Uncle Emmett was doubled over with laugher, as I showed them the latest text message from Sara. I could tell Dad was holding in laugher as Uncle Matt spoke to me.

"Karson, she's a seventh grader and you're a freshman. Just tell her it wouldn't work out because of your age differences." I could tell he was fighting off a smile.

"Oh, no. I'm not going to talk to that crazy girl. She's worse than that guy who asked mom out on the air plane last month." We were on a family trip when this guy with dyed orange hair that looked like a clown, came up and started saying these stupid phrases like, 'Did it hurt when you fell out of heaven, because it's hurting my eyes to stare at the angel before me.'

"Oh my god. You're not taking about that guy who went Bond, James Bond, on that plane ride, are you?" Skylar asked me as she entered the room.

"You," I growled jumping up and over the couch to get to her. "If you don't tell that loony train friend of yours to sto--" I stopped when the loony train herself entered the room. Crap.