FYH Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Love springs eternal

BPOV:
I couldn't believe that he did this for me. He called Angela and got them to come to the wedding. This is how much he loved me, he arranged for the only people left that I consider family to come to our wedding. But he didn't invite his own family. I was a little sad myself that I here I was about to become his wife and still hadn't met my in laws. I haven't quite decided if that was a bad thing or not. I was not his mother's biggest fan at the moment and that whole Tanya issue might make things uneasy or stressful and I didn't want that surrounding my wedding. But I didn't want him to regret anything either.
Spending the week with the Webber's and Ben was amazing. They absolutely loved Edward. Mrs. Webber pulled me aside the morning that we went dress shopping and told me that not only did Reverend Webber love Edward and approve of him marrying me but she knew that my mother and father would have loved him too. He was exactly the kind of man that my father had always dreamed that I would find. Granted he had probably would have wanted me to be older but like I told Edward; life is short and I was not going to waste a minute of it doing what society says is right. I want to live in the ways that make Edward and me happy and do what is best for us. And if getting married quickly and at a young age is what is best then that is what we were going to do.
We chose a beautiful chapel called the Chism House where we could get married outside by a lake. It was beautiful and peaceful and really what I'd always wanted. I'd always imagined that I would get married outside. And just because we were getting a quickie Reno wedding didn't mean that I was doing it cheap. Oh no. I had a beautiful gown and I bought Angela and Diana new dresses for the wedding. Reverend Webber was insisting that as the "father" of the bride he get to pay for our wedding dinner. I knew that he was a little disappointed that he would not be able to officiate so he at least wanted to contribute something.
So here I was on Saturday afternoon getting my makeup and hair done for my wedding. It was still amazing to believe that we were getting married. That he proposed at sunset overlooking the Grand Canyon. Some one had been nice enough to take a picture of him down on his knee in front of me. We found it outside our hotel room door the next morning. He didn't send that one to his family. He said he wanted to wait until after the wedding.
"What do you think Sweetie?" The makeup artist broke me out of my train of thought.
"It's amazing. Thank you."
"Bella you are going to be a beautiful bride." Diana said while dabbing the tears away that were forming by her eyes. "Bella it's going to be a beautiful wedding and I am so happy for you. But Angela don't you even think of Vegas or Reno, your father would have a fit if you weren't married in his church. He is already trying to figure out how he is give you away and officiate at the same time!"
"We have time to figure it out. We're not even ready to set the date."
"Bella, we need to get going or we will be late and cause your Edward to have a panic attack thinking you ran."
We settled with the cashier and took off to the chapel. We saw William outside immediately as we got there waiting for us. As we approached him I realized that there was something I needed from them. They always told me that they loved me like a daughter now I was going to ask them to do something that any parent would do for their daughter. We were ushered into a side room that we could use to change into our dresses and a half an hour later we were ready. I was ready. I was going to become Mrs. Bella Cullen. As I walked out of the chapel to where Edward was waiting for me, escorted by William and Diana, I looked up and saw that Edward had tears in his eyes. As we made it to where he stood with the Pastor that officiates here, he leaned down and whispered "You are so beautiful, my Bella, this is the happiest day of my life."
The ceremony was your ordinary ceremony. We hadn't made any changes or insisted on writing our own vows so I was surprised when the pastor announced that Edward had written a poem that he wanted to read to me. He took my hands and looked into my eyes before reciting the poem that he wrote about his love for me.
"Bella, I was sitting in a dark corner
When suddenly it hit me
Just like lighting and thunder
I knew neither pain or happiness
My nights were cold and lonely
My days were short and weary
I was between shadows and lights
And came under the impression
That this life was the only thing given to me
You took me away from the perilous world
And turn my so called shelter into a paradise
I felt tranquility, it was something new to me
My life blossomed and everything was astounding
I remember this feeling, this emotion, which was full of devotion
Love, just extraordinary love."
Now I was crying. I loved him and was going to spend the rest of my life with him. It was hard to believe that this was the same man that I approached in a bar a little over a month ago totally despondent over the idea of getting married because this man was a man in love and happy to be marrying me.
The minister got our attention and pronounced us husband and wife and then he kissed me passionately. After we broke the kiss he laid his forehead against mine "I love you so much Bella. Words can't express what I am feeling right now."
"I know." And as he kissed me again a flock of geese landed on the lake and our wedding was perfect.
Edward had rented a limo to take us from the chapel back to the hotel where we had reservations and the main restaurant. As the driver pulled away Edward looked at me and said about the only thing that would not surprise me at this point. "I called my mom today."
"Oh. How did it go?"
"It went really well. She's sorry for everything and is getting help for her issues."
"That's great Edward. Did you tell her that we were getting married?"
"Yes. And she is happy for us. But Rose is mad at us." I must have looked horror stricken because he continued with a laugh. "Emmett wants to go on a rafting tour now and she won't go until he can figure out how to bring a full bathroom with them with enough extension cords for her to run her hair dryer and curler. She blames us for this."
He told me all about their conversation and that he was happy that he made the call. He felt that he was one step closer to forgiveness. It was a start and I was happy for him for that.
Dinner was a boisterous affair. There was plenty of food, plenty of drink, and plenty of laughter. Before Edward and I retired to our room for the evening we separated long enough to change. Angela and Ben were going to return the tuxes and Diana and William were going to take my dress with them for safe keeping. Tomorrow morning Edward and I would be off to our next destination. This time as husband and wife bound together for the rest of our lives. We didn't know what the future had in store for us or where we'd end up next week, but we'd be there together.
CPOV:
I think that my wife just ruptured my eardrum with her screaming. But I couldn't care less. He called. My Edward, my son, called her. He was safe and happy and getting married. And I do not even know the woman.
It's been hard for the whole family not knowing where he was and knowing that we all contributed to this, his belief that there was no other choice but for him to run from us in the middle of the night.
I always dreamed of one of my children following in my footsteps and becoming a surgeon. Emmett had no interest in the sciences even though he was good at it. And Alice, I pitied her poor science teachers. She was a walking disaster in the lab. It's funny that it was only in that class that she had issues. Things would mysteriously catch on fire or spill all over the place. And no one will forget the fit she had when they placed the frog in front of her for dissection. Edward was my last hope and when he showed more of an interest in writing than science I decided to squash that dream. I'll regret that for the rest of my life. I repeatedly told my children that it was pointless to live with your head in the clouds and think about following dreams. I told them they had to be responsible adults with responsible jobs. I know that my oldest two children are happy but they aren't happy. I feel like they are missing something, I just don't know what it is.
We have been receiving pictures of Edward and Bella since they left. She is absolutely breathtaking. He looks so happy in the pictures. He looked happier than I have ever seen him. It's the happiness that I want to see from Emmett and Alice. Esme was freaking out when we didn't hear from him for three weeks. I don't think she slept but a few hours during that time. But we received a new set the other day. They were camping in the Grand Canyon. So close to us but….
Esme and I had a long talk after Edward left. We talked, we yelled, we laughed, and we cried. We admitted our sins in relation to our failure as parents. And we were failures as parents. Esme decided that she was going to seek professional help for her control and separation issues and help in dealing with the grief that she had ignored instead of facing. She didn't know but I was contemplating doing the same. I wanted to start atoning for my sins before it was too late. Until my wife called this afternoon I had feared that it was already too late to atone for things with Edward. She told me that he promised to at least visit. I doubt that he would ever come back to Phoenix to live. He never liked it here and he really didn't need to be here anymore.
Esme and I have been considering a move of our own but she refused to leave her children. She couldn't stand to be far from them. I couldn't even take a trip with her because of her separation issues. I damn near had to sedate her when Emmett and Rose went on their honeymoon. I don't know how she thought she was going to handle Edward being at Dartmouth. But that was a moot point now because he wouldn't be going there. He was going to need to make some big decisions soon and I promised myself that while I would be there to guide him I wouldn't instruct him. I hope that I can stick to that. It's easier said than done. I just miss my son and I want what's best for all of them. And no matter what sins I have committed against him and how much I have hurt him, I will always love him and be proud of him.
A/N:
Ok. It's a little shorter than normal but there's a reason for that. If you don't have me on author alert you may want to do it. There will be a surprise posted tomorrow! Just saying! Have a great week! The poem that Edward "wrote" for Bella was really written by Landsley Alexandre.
 Also remember that I am on twitter as branson101 and facebook as Princess Sam. Those are my baby kitties!