A/N- Twilight is not mine.
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At seventeen I met the man I was going to marry, and it turned my world around in ways I could have never imagined. I never regretted my choices because even though they led me through some hard times, they led me home.
Carlisle and Esme remarried a year after Edward's first lunch with him. I stayed home from the wedding. Esme had wanted me there but Carlisle did not, it was a fight even I thought Carlisle should win. Edward was the best man and when I saw him in his tux I was thankful I had decided to stay home, there was no way I would have been able to keep my hands off of him all night.
I truly felt happy for Esme. I think we saw a lot of ourselves in each other. We both made huge mistakes in our lives and I was happy that we were both on our ways to getting back on track.
It took two years before we were invited to spend Christmas with Carlisle and Emse. We had had a few dinners and such with each other and they were awkward to say the least. The evenings usually began in an argument between Edward and I. I needed to keep the displays of affection minimal. I thought it would be more comfortable but Edward thought it was better for them to get used to the idea that we were together. Christmas was not the holiday that I wanted to try things out on. It was, after all, Christmas that started the whole mess. We did go. It was uncomfortable but manageable.
Sometimes things were hard for Edward and I. His schooling demanding a lot of time and energy out of him and we found ourselves fighting just like any other couple. At the end of the day we always knew that we would fight harder for each other than against which made it easier to deal with. It did however lead to some good make-up sex.
After three more Christmas' at the Cullens things were as familiar as I expected them to ever be. Carlisle and I avoided speaking directly to each other. It was easier than you would think. Esme easily covered any lulls in any conversations.
Edward proposed to me on New Years. I said no. To be fair the boy didn't even have a ring. We were at home as we had opted not to go out.
"It's nice to not be at an Alice sanctioned event this year," I said as I burrowed myself deeper into Edward's arms.
"Bella?" Edward asked.
"I think we should get married."
"Yeah, maybe someday," I answered.
"No, I mean, I'm asking you. Will you marry me?" His face was so earnest I almost said yes.
"Did you buy me a ring?"
"Then there is your answer."
He told me later that he thought a ring would scare me. He was wrong. I was passed being scared by what others may approve of for me. It was Edward's fault I said no anyways, he was perfect and I had come to expect that perfection in my life. I needed him to do better than that.
Edward asked again in March. He took me out to dinner and then walked us to our favorite spot. He got down on one knee and told me all the reasons why he couldn't live without me. He told me that we had already been through the worst and that we deserved to have the best. He then presented me with the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. I said yes. I was surprised to find that Carlisle and Esme had given their blessing. Two days later, I found out I was pregnant, I was truly the happiest I had ever been.
Our wedding was simple and elegant. I had Jake as my maid of honor. He had been there for me through all of the worst and I considered him my best friend next to Edward. Jake and Nessie had two kids of their own and were married four years already.
James had been killed by a freak construction accident six months earlier. Victoria had given up her goth look shortly after claiming that death was no longer sexy to her. Emmett and Rosalie had broken up and gotten back together twelve times. They said it was because they liked the make-up sex the best.
Alice and Jasper moved in together and were common law. Alice said she didn't want a wedding because everyone would expect her to have the 'be all end all' of weddings and she just couldn't handle the stress.
Elizabeth Marie Cullen was born December 25th weighing seven pounds four ounces. It was the seventh anniversary of Edward and my indiscretion and I marveled at how far we had come. My attraction for Edward was still as strong as it was that day. I was still unable to say no to him, I no longer had the need to.
Elizabeth wasn't the only Christmas miracle we received. Carlisle popped his head into the room.
"Come in," I said looking up from the beautiful bundle, "meet your granddaughter." My body was tired but I felt strangely alert, 23 hours and no drugs can take a lot out of a girl.
Edward smiled at me and then slipped out of the room to find me some water. Carlisle took his chair beside the bed and looked over at his new grandchild.
"Do you want to hold her?" I asked. He just nodded and I held out Elizabeth for him to take. Tears filled his eyes.
"Hey sweetheart, I'm your Grandpa," he cooed, "you are going to be the most loved baby in the whole world. Do you know that?"
I smiled at the sight. It was something I had never thought I would see, Carlisle holding my baby. It was something that I didn't even know that I had wanted and now she was everything to me. I wiped some tears of my own away.
"You did good," Carlisle said to me. It was the first words he had said to me on his own since the day I confronted him about Edward. It wasn't much but it was enough, I had been forgiven.
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