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    The Escape

    Story written on April 15, 2009 by jedishelly1.
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    “This is your wedding, Bella, and it shouldn’t be something you have to merely tolerate.  I want you to want this for you, not because you feel that you owe it to me, Alice or anyone else for that matter!”

    Edward grows concerned about Bella in the weeks leading up to their wedding day, as he sees how uncomfortable she is with the idea of a big wedding.  He wants Bella as his wife, but not at the risk of her sanity!  He begins to wonder if there is another option?

    Bella is struggling with more than just the thoughts of a fancy wedding; the mere idea of marriage is causing her to stress…

    "Nothing about my relationship with Edward was conventional, and I found it hard to reconcile our extraordinary bond with something as staid and traditional as marriage.  I had to tell him though… I cleared my throat, and then stared at the ceiling, unable to meet Edward’s gaze as I spoke the words that would undoubtedly break his heart.  “Maybe I do have some misgivings,” I mumbled, so low and so quickly that it would have been unintelligible to anyone not equipped with supernatural hearing skills."

    Chapter 1      

    Who knew that there were whole magazines devoted to choosing the correct shoe for your wedding day?    Who knew that there could be over 70 variations on the colour cream, and that only one of those indistinguishable shades would be the perfect match for the ribbons Alice had decided on for the invitations?  What was the point of compiling a wedding list featuring expensive kitchen appliances for a couple who would be dining on animal blood?  Why, oh why was I spending valuable free time debating these mindless issues?

     

    “Stressed, my love?” Edward’s dulcet voice roused me from my disgruntled thoughts. 

     

     “Am I that easy to read?” I asked irritably, raising my eyes to meet my fiancé’s somewhat concerned gaze.

     

                “Well, I think that duvet cover would be crying out for mercy as of now, were it capable of speech, Bella,”  Edward replied wryly.

     

                I followed his gaze down to the duvet cover that decorated the large bed I was currently curled up on.  My fingers were buried in the soft cotton; the finely-spun fabric was tightly wound by the twisting of my fingers.  I smiled reluctantly.  Weary as I might be of Alice’s never-ending plans and machinations, there was no point taking out my frustration on innocent soft furnishings.  “Sorry,” I murmured, looking back at Edward once more, “I suppose I am a feeling a little frazzled.  I know it will all be worth it on the day, but there just seems to be so much to do, organising a wedding.”

     

                Edward gracefully lowered himself to sit on the edge of the bed beside me.  He took my left hand and held it between both his cool ones.  The sensation of his marble-smooth skin against mine was calming; already, I could feel my stress melting away.  He sighed.  “There is no need to apologise.  I could be more helpful, Bella, I know.  She is my sister, and I love her dearly, but I know Alice can be overwhelming in such large doses as you’ve been experiencing as you plan our wedding.” Edward looked abashed.  “After all, it was I who really wanted this, Bella, I who wanted to formalise our relationship in this way.  Yet it seems to be you, love, who is doing all the hard work and preparation for the wedding.”  Pain flashed briefly across Edward’s face, and I couldn’t bear to see his beautiful face marred by it.

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