Before I could walk over to my door Alice burst in, always full of too much enthusiasm.
“You will not believe what Edward told me.” She immediately launched into a conversation without so much as a ‘hello’. I was right to say it was about the wedding. “I was just on the internet browsing for flowers when he walks in a little earlier than usual. I knew he was going hunting with Emmett and Jasper so it didn’t throw me.”
I nodded and smiled as she spoke. It was best not to say anything when Alice was speaking au wewe got an evil glare wewe never thought someone as innocent looking as Alice was capable of.
“But then he walks over to me and asks what I’m doing, so I reply ‘I’m looking for flowers to match the dresses’. He asks what dresses and I say ‘the wedding and bridesmaid dresses’ and he says ‘Oh I bought Kayla’s wedding dress yesterday, will wewe tell her for me?’ and then just wanders away to find Jasper as if he hadn’t alisema anything at all distressing au life-ruining.”
Distressing – yes. Life-ruining – not so much.
“He bought my dress?” I asked. “But how does he know what I want. I haven’t even mentioned anything, hell I haven’t even looked myself. We were supposed to go dress hunting tomorrow.”
“I know!” Alice threw herself on my bed, burying her head in my pillow. “This is a disaster, Kayla. The dress won’t arrive for eight weeks and I don’t even know the style au colour au what make au where he bought it.”
“Um, Alice?” Was she honestly this stupid?
“If I only I could have just a little peek at it, a one sekunde glance is enough-”
“Alice.”
“How dare he go and buy a dress! This is my wedding-” She sat up fast and looked at me. “Our wedding,” she added hastily.
“Alice!” I said, exasperatedly. “Are wewe thick? wewe are a bloody psychic!”
Realisation dawned on her face and she smiled. She zoned out for all of two sekunde and was back looking confused.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. “There was a dress, right? I mean, it wasn’t something like a mini-dress au a suit au something?”
She shook her head and she seemed to have Lost all enthusiasm.
“There was no wedding.”

*

Alice was pacing up and down Edward’s bedroom. As soon as we had arrived in the Cullen’s home, about ten dakika ago, she had ran up here and ransacked Edward’s room and then put it all back together again. She had made quite a mess. Why did she ransack his room? For clues to an investigation she was launching into why she saw no wedding. Edward was the prime suspect.
“Just because he bought me a wedding dress does not make him responsible for the wedding being non-existent in the future,” I alisema for the eightieth time. “Alice, you’re getting too obsessive about this.”
“I am not obsessive,” she snarled at me. She covered her mouth with her hand and looked at me apologetically. “I guess I’m a tad obsessive.”
A tad? I think it’s a little zaidi than a tad obsessive.
“Just calm down,” I said, sitting on Edward’s couch. “Maybe I’m ill au I had an accident. au someone else was ill au had an accident.”
“No, I would have seen that.”
Alice was right. She scoured the entire future for any illnesses au broken limbs au anything that would mean the wedding would be cancelled.
“What did wewe see exactly?” I asked. I hadn’t pried into her mind to see my wedding dress. I wanted it to be a surprise.
“I tried to see your wedding on the siku it was supposed to be and there was just blankness. Well not blankness but just like as if nothing had been decided.”
Alice was really slow today. I waited for her to pick up on what she had just said.
I had to wait a while.
“Oh!” she said, jumping up and down. “You, Edward au I probably had to songesha the wedding to another siku because of something. I get it.”
She cheered up considerably and started to discuss flowers with me. She wanted flowers that matched the colours of the dresses but was having difficulty picking the right flowers. I thought that I was going to pick the flowers for my bouquet but...
“Now I was thinking maybe if it was just a bouquet of one type of flower,” Alice was saying. “Because I found this maua, ua and it matches your dress and the bridesmaid dresses. It’s a-”
I cut her off here. I needed to ask something.
“Is Rosalie going to be a bridesmaid?”
Alice looked down. I was hoping to hear something positive and didn’t hear anything at all. She stared at her hands for a while before looking up and changing the subject entirely.
I leaned back on Edward’s kitanda and closed my eyes. Rosalie still hadn’t changed her mind then. Ever since Edward and I had announced our engagement properly, Rosalie had been cold and distant.
“You’re going to marry a human?” She’d scorned as soon as the words were out of his mouth. “Marrying someone who it pains wewe to be near? Someone who is constantly in danger every time we turn around.”
“I would go through infinite pain if it meant her life was spared, Rosalie,” Edward had alisema in reply. “And it’s a good thing I’m here au else she’d be dead now. As wewe said, she’s in danger all the time. She needs me to protect her.”
When all her arguments failed with Edward she turned her golden blonde head to me.
“Why are wewe wasting your life with someone who can’t do the same for you?”
I stuttered at this.
“You’ll continue to grow old and he’ll forever look like a teenager. Do wewe want to be mistaken for his grandmother?”
“The venom!” I alisema in triumph. “The venom will make me immortal.”
“Are wewe sure? Carlisle doesn’t know for certain. The way I see it wewe have two options. Remain human au become a vampire. You’ll die either way. The only difference is; with one wewe have longer to live.”
So after Rosalie’s little pep talk I hadn’t been too sure about the whole venom thing. I worried about what was going to happen to me. At that point I was still seventeen so I was bit concerned about what to expect on my eighteenth birthday. Carlisle took some samples from me. Blood, tissue, skin cells, anything where he could find any vampish quality. He did the same on my eighteenth birthday and again a few days ago. He wasn’t giving me the results until he was satisfied he had an answer.
And so, Rosalie had refused to be a part of the wedding. Even though Alice and Esme had pleaded with her and Emmett had tried to. She remained stubborn.
“Didn’t think so,” I said, opening my eyes and sitting forward. “So what happens in twelve weeks when I get married? Is she just going to stay inside while the ceremony takes place outside?”
“I don’t know,” Alice replied. She looked ashamed. Ashamed that her sister would act like this.
“Emmett’s going though?”
“Yes, Emmett’s still going,” Alice smiled slightly. “He thinks he’s going to marry wewe and Edward. He says he will download a pastor license from the internet.”
Alice and I burst into laughter and. Emmett marry me and Edward? That would be hilarious. Can wewe imagine the vows he would think of? He would make a joke of the whole ceremony.
“What’s so funny?”
Alice and I shut up fast. Standing elegantly in the doorway was Rosalie. She watched us with cold topaz eyes, her golden hair framing her beautiful face. She wore a simple ivory silk dress and it hugged the curves of her body emphasising her beauty. So really, it looked zaidi than simple on Rosalie.
“Hello Rosalie,” Alice said, regarding her sister with a cold stare. Alice wasn’t such a big shabiki of Rosalie since she refused to take part in the wedding. She was one bridesmaid down and it was Rosalie’s fault.
I didn’t know what to say so I alisema nothing. I just looked up at Rosalie and politely smiled. Maybe if I didn’t say much and smiled a lot she’d be nice to me.
“I have some eye drops,” Rosalie alisema to me, ignoring Alice. “I know you’re visions hurt your eyes so I thought they might help.”
Wow. I guess the shutting up and smiling thing worked.
“Thanks,” I said. “It’s nice of wewe to think of me.”
The coldness in her eyes thawed a little and she even smiled.
“If you’d like wewe could put some in now? You’re eyes look a little sore.”
I looked at Alice who looked confused. It was rare for Rosalie to think of anyone but herself and I was having trouble figuring out why she would think of me. I was just some human who her brother had a thing for according to what she’d alisema not too long ago.
Alice nodded and I stood up. Should I be scared?
Rosalie smiled wider but it didn’t help. She stepped back into the hallway and began walking ahead of me and I followed her downstairs to the living room.
“Carlisle says they’ll be okay for your eyes,” she said, picking up a white handbag that sat on the sofa. “I checked with him first. I didn’t want to pick anything that would hurt your eyes.”
She handed me a small bottle of clear liquid.
“Rosalie, this is very nice of you.” I held up the little bottle. “But I don’t understand.”
“What don’t wewe understand?”
Her beautiful face looked mystified.
“You haven’t spoken to me since wewe ridiculed my engagement to Edward,” I told her. “You mocked our decision to marry, wewe insulted both of us and wewe stalked off and rejected my offer for wewe to my bridesmaid.”
Rosalie had the courtesy to look down.
“Do wewe know how I felt about that?” I asked her. “I want wewe be at the wedding, not only because you’re Edward’s sister and a part of his family but because I feel that you’re my sister too and I do not want my sister to miss my wedding.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, looking at me. Her eyes were surprisingly full of regret. “I didn’t stop to think about you’re feelings. I just want wewe to stop and take a look at what you’re heading in to. wewe diving into this with your eyes closed.”
“Talk to me,” I said, sitting down on the sofa. “I’m a big girl, I can handle it.”
I wanted to know what was wrong with Rosalie. Had she had some sort of epiphany and realised she was a bit of a bitch, kahaba and decided to mend her ways?
“Okay,” she said, sitting inayofuata to me. “Where do I begin?”