A/N: I don't own this, we all know who does. What I do own is a husband that always wants me to drop everything and talk to him about all crazy online stuff he's into. Ugh... :D
Thanks to my girlies – MaggieMay14, EdwardsBloodType, UnchangedAffections, Twilight44, Luxure, and my wifey Mrs.Robward. I don't know what I'd do without these amazing girls. They're all pretty wonderful, and so helpful, too. :D
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Lyricalkris, I hope you like this. Thanks for the prompt, it was fun to work with. I loved writing this for you, so I hope you enjoyed it. :)
She is everything to me
The unrequited dream
A song that no one sings
She's a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
"Vermillion, Pt. 2" by Slipknot
Our last road trip was three years ago. Now, summer was upon us again, and Bella and I were driving through Idaho. We were bound for Colorado and Texas, before looping back through Arizona and Nevada toward the West coast. I had spent the past two summers working, while Bella went to school. Now, she had just finished her Bachelor's degree, and I my Master's degree. But before we got started on real life, we had one more adventure in us.
"When are Emmett and Rose meeting us in Vegas?" Bella asked as she fiddled with the radio stations.
"Fourth of July, they're flying in from Hawaii for a few days before they go home."
I had guessed right when I figured Emmett would propose before he graduated from college. I just didn't think Rosalie would make him wait for the actual ceremony until after she'd finished her Masters. Their wedding was beautiful and fancy, the talk of Forks. Bella and I had served as maid of honor and best man, postponing our trip until after the wedding. They were going to Hawaii for two weeks before meeting us in Vegas for the holiday weekend. Emmett was especially upset about missing the road trip with me, but when faced with choosing between being in a car with me for weeks on end, or having sex with Rose in Hawaii, he chose what any sane man would. And I didn't blame him. Plus, I may have encouraged him in his choice. After all, it meant I got Bella all to myself for the summer. Plus, I had plans.
"Sweetie, what's in that black garment bag on the back seat? I saw you throw that in, what is it?" she asked, chewing on the licorice stick that was hanging out of her mouth.
"Oh, that's just some clothes. You know me, I like to be prepared for anything."
She laughed. "Oh yeah, you're a real Boy Scout, that's for sure."
"You love it," I teased.
She leaned over the console of our new car, kissing my cheek. "I love you."
"Good thing, 'cause you're gonna be stuck in this car with me for a long time, Baby."
Her giggle warmed my heart, and I thought about what was in the bag. There was a tux and a very fancy, pretty white dress. Little did Bella know, Emmett and Rosalie weren't the only ones flying into Las Vegas for the Fourth of July. Our parents would be there, too, along with Alice and Jasper, and Bella's cousin Kate and her husband Garrett. They were all in on the secret, but Bella was still completely clueless. I kinda loved it.
As we drove through a particularly pretty forest area, I asked her if she'd reach under her seat and get the bag I'd stashed there. I tried to hide the smirk on my face as she questioned me, wondering why I'd put something I needed under her seat.
"I don't get it, I mean, if you really needed this thing, why not leave it out," she said, pulling the bag onto her lap.
"Well, it has something in it that I wanted to give you, I just wanted to surprise you. Plus, it goes with that garment bag in the back seat. Since you asked about it, I figured maybe it's time to give it to you."
Her eyes widened. "For me? Edward Cullen, what did you do?"
"Open it and see."
She stuck her hand into the bag, pulling out a little box. Her breathing seemed to pick up when she saw it, even though she turned stone still.
"Edward?" she mumbled, her voice shaking a little.
She slowly opened the lid of the box, gasping when she saw the antique diamond ring sitting neatly inside the burgundy felt lined box.
"Edward!" she shrieked, jumping up and down in her seat.
I smiled. She was going to be my wife, I knew it. And not just because she was six weeks pregnant with our baby, which her dad still was not aware of. I really hoped to keep that fact from him until after the ceremony had been conducted and we were officially Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen. He brought a whole new meaning and authenticity to the term "shotgun wedding."
Finally, after all our years together, all our ups and downs, Bella and I would make it official. She would finally be mine. For real.
A/N: That's it. Thank you so much for reading this! It was fun for me, and reminded me of where I grew up...in a very small town with giant labels for people. Good times... :)