Vows

Everybody was looking at me.
Alice poured roses on the gangway. Everything was perfect, to her.
I smiled and walked inside on Carlisle’s arm.

“This is not very traditional.” He whispered in my ear. “Normally, the father brings her daughter inside.”

“I know, but there is not much traditional about us.” Carlisle laughed softly and nodded.

“You’re right.” He said. “And that will never change.”

“And Charlie won’t do it. Too much emotion…”
I smiled again and for the first time today, I looked in his eyes.
Edward was staring at me. His mouth wide open.

“Breathe.” My lips formed the words without a voice. I saw him inhaling deeply and we both laughed.
We were only ten steps removed from each other when we stopped. I looked deep in his eyes and smiled again.
Then the music ends in only a soft background melody.
Carlisle let me go. It was very difficult to me not to jump in his arms, but I could resist it.
I walked toward him to stand next to him.
We smiled at each other. And then, he took my hand. The cold gave me goose-bumps, again.
I looked around the church. Watching Renée and Phil. And Charlie, already in tears. I saw my whole class and their families. I looked straight in the eyes of Seth, who sat between Billy and his family. And I saw an empty place.
An empty place what pretended to be my best friend.

“Sorry.” Billy and Seth whispered together.
I sighed. “Doesn’t matter.” But it does really matter. Edward squeezed my hand.
We sat down in the two chairs in front of the church. He kept holding my hand.
The priest started his talk.
I wasn’t aware of it.
I was thinking about everything. Charlie and Renée, Jacob, my friends, my future family, Jacob…
Then the priest called us forward.
Edward took my right hand and started whit his vows.

“Bella.” He looked into my eyes. I was melting. “Before I met you. There was a black hole in my life. It was like a century waiting.” I smiled at that. “Waiting for you. I’m not good enough to be your man, I’m not worth it. But I’ll try.” He squeezed my hand again. “I’ll be.” His eyes told my his whole story again. Mine were almost wet. “Isabella Marie Swan, I’ll be your husband. In good days and bad days. In wealth and poverty. In sickness and health. I’ll support you in everything you do and I will love you every day of my life.” He nodded quick.
My turn. But I couldn’t speak because of his penetrating gaze. He saw it and looked away so I could search my words.