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"…Ashes to ashes, dust to dust….may he rest in peace, amen." There was a long silence as the priest looked around solemnly at the people surrounding him all wearing black. There were guys standing in thousand dollar suits wearing sun glasses even though it was overcast today. There were women that looked like perfect Barbie doll replicas wearing black and grey Chanel suits with huge hats and even huger sunglasses on. I couldn't help but be a little intimidated by all of the cold hard faces staring at the casket—they all looked like they were staring at me for some reason.
I watched as they lowered the overly adorned casket slowly into the ground. It was covered in dozens of white roses- and if I hadn't seen the casket earlier in the week when we picked it out, I probably wouldn't know it was lined in Italian silk and adorned in chrome and enamel filigree.
I thought back to the reason we were all gathered around the grave site. I wanted to cry, I truly felt like I owed him everything. He'd given me freedom and peace of mind and even through the heartache the man had been supportive. But something kept me from blubbering like a sentimental fool. Elizabeth was doing that enough for the both of us.
I took a deep breath and stood up along with everyone else to honor him one last time. I looked around the grave site at the hundred or so people, all dressed in black, standing silently as they lowered one of the most feared and most respected men I'd ever met.
I waited as people walked by paying their respects to the memory and to the family. People nodded in my direction even though they didn't say anything to me directly.
Emmett and Rose walked by me as I started to head back to the limousine. Emmett put his arm around me and half hugged me. Rose was quiet and I could tell that she had been crying.
"How you holding up, Bella?"
I nodded my response; I wasn't feeling up for conversation just yet.
"Listen, honey, everything's going to work out. Me n' Rosie are here for you if you need anything. Anything at all. Got that?"
I smiled and nodded again. Emmett had always been so sweet to me. From the first day I met him in Edward's living room through today, he'd been there for me…for us.
Emmett opened the door to the car and waited for me to get seated before he closed it and signaled for the drier to take me back to the house. It was quiet in the car as it drove slowly down the road. Sitting in the back of the huge limo alone should have felt comfortable, peaceful even. But I felt uneasy.
I wanted nothing more than for the funeral to be over, for everyone to back to their lives as criminals and criminal wives. I felt like I needed to see Alice, Jasper, Rose and Emmett but I still didn't feel like talking yet.
"Ma'am, we're here." The driver opening the door brought me out of my thoughts. I stepped out of the car, thanked him, and walked into the house full of his family, co-workers, and friends. There was a quiet energy buzzing in the house that made me just slightly more uncomfortable than I'd been in the limo.
No one really noticed me as I walked into the great room. But why would they? I was just the wanna-be-wife. I hadn't ever been anyone important, and that wasn't about to change now. Every now and then people would walk by and nod acknowledging me but no one seemed to want to strike up conversation for which I was thankful.
Looking around at everyone talking quietly to each other, I couldn't help but wonder when they were all going just go home. It was all superficial, their fancy clothes, them "paying their respects"…. It didn't change anything. They were still the same superficial scary snobs I'd interacted with hundreds of times since Edward had found me.
I took another deep breath but gasped quietly when I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and squeeze. When he spoke it was as if he'd read my mind.
"Baby, they'll all be gone in a few hours. I promise, it'll be like they were never here in the morning when you get up." Edward kissed the spot behind my ear and squeezed me again. Between his firm chest, strong arms, and the amazing cologne he was wearing I swear I could get lost in his arms. I turned around in his arms and smiled at his beautiful face.
"I can think of something we can do to pass the time." I looked up at Edward and tried to give him my best bedroom eyes only making him laugh deeply. He pulled me tighter to him and kissed my nose.
"Has everyone been nice to you? Do you need anything?" I smiled and nodded that I didn't need anything.
"Everyone's been really polite. Is everyone okay?" Edward nodded. He'd spent the morning with Carlisle's family and the other bosses dealing with the aftermath of his passing.
Edward nodded and smiled as two guys dressed just like him walked by. "Elizabeth is a little shook up still, but she'll be fine. It's not her I'm worried about, though, I want to make sure you're doing okay."
Considering all the pressure he was under, I was still amazed that Edward was more worried about me than he was taking over the empire that Carlisle left behind. As we stood there I buried my head in his chest and thought about how everything had changed in the blink of an eye five months ago. Edward had told me he wanted to be with me forever even though we'd only known each other for such a short time. We'd been doing fine- him working and me considering what I was going to do with my free time- I considered going to school or maybe working with Alice on her clothing designs. But nothing was certain.
Edward and I were in bed when the phone rang. His body had been blanketed over mine and neither of us seemed like we wanted to move when we heard his phone ring. He grumbled and shifted, I nudged him and grabbed the phone from the night stand.
"Edward, you told me to make sure you always answer your phone."
He took the phone and answered. There wasn't much talking- there never was. Edward acknowledged something and hung up. He handed the phone back to me, kissed my forehead and started to climb out of bed.
"Go back to sleep baby, I've gotta go meet the boss."
Later that afternoon when Edward came back he looked troubled. He explained that there was threat made on his uncle and that we'd have to have extra security if we went out.
At first I wasn't happy about it, but Emmett brought in several of his most trusted "associates" and I trusted him, so I trusted whatever he chose to do.
The next few weeks were stressful but seemed safe. But when Edward didn't come home until 4 in the morning one night and he was covered in blood I knew something had happened. Something terrible had happened.
So obviously, it should be apparent now, that I've decided to do a sequel. I'm not sure how often I'm going to update it yet. But I love reading your reviews so please review if you read.