Allegory of Love Triumphant


By the time the ceremony ended, I had sobered up a bit. I probably could have made it to the back of the church on my own, but it wasn’t necessary. Emmett held me in one arm and Rose in the other, chuckling as we made our way outside.

“Even I’ve never been that drunk at a wedding ceremony,” he teased.

“I’m not that drunk. I’m buzzed and in shock. Meanwhile, your fiancèe has me drinking for two.”

His laughter intensified and his arm squeezed my waist. “Way to go, baby,” he said to Rose before looking down at me again. “Has Edward ever seen you drunk?”

I shook my head.

“This should be good,” he muttered.

As soon as we were outside of the church, I hugged Jasper and Alice.

“Thank you.” I took a step back and looked over at Jasper. “I’m so grateful you invited Edward.”

Before he could respond, Edward came up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against his chest.

“Actually, Alice invited me,” Edward explained.

Huh?

Alice squeezed my hand. “We’ll talk on the way to the Art Museum. Edward, would you like to join us? There’s plenty of room, and it would mean a lot to me.”

“I’d love to,” he replied. “Thank you, Alice.”

I let the others start down the cobblestone path to the waiting limousines. I turned to face Edward, slipping my hand underneath his jacket. I pressed myself against him and palmed his ass.

“How much have you had to drink?” he whispered against my neck.

“A little…okay maybe a lot. I’m just buzzed. Really.”

“We should get in the car and get you some water.”

“I don’t need water, Edward. I’m plenty wet already.”

His blush sealed the deal.

“Please fuck me,” I whispered, trailing my hands around to the front of his pants.

He moved my hands away from his crotch. “Later.”

“Why not now?”

“We’re in broad daylight outside a church, with roughly three hundred people about to burst through those doors and surround us. Have you lost your mind?”

“It’s you in that tux. I need to see what’s underneath it.”

“That makes no sense. Besides, you’ve already seen it.”

I licked my lips. “Exactly. You’re divine. We may be outside the church, but I bet I know where we could find god.”

He laughed. “I’ll make a deal with you. After the reception, you can spend all night on your knees. But right now we need to get in the car.”

Sulking, I walked with Edward to the waiting limousine. The reception ended over five hours from now. I was going to die from sexual frustration.

As soon as were settled inside, I turned to Alice. “I know the Water Works is beautiful and all, but why the fuck couldn’t you get married in a hotel like a normal person?”

Alice extended her hand to Edward, ignoring me.

“It’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve been hearing about you for years. Even if you hadn’t come to find Bella just now, I would have known you immediately. You have your mother’s eyes.”

Blushing slightly, he tentatively shook her hand.

“I’m so confused,” I muttered. “When did you invite Edward?”

“Esme and her plus two were always on my guest list, Bella. Though I didn’t realize that Esme’s Edward and your Edward were one and the same until after we had our falling out.” She looked at Edward. “The different last names threw me. Anyway, after you left Neiman’s that night, Esme came to see me at work and told me that her son was the seventeen-year-old you were dating. She then spent the next hour explaining to me exactly why she supports your relationship. She loves you as if you were her own daughter.”

I should have known Esme would want to fix things. She and Edward were so much alike.

“So the next day at my house…” I began.

“I was there to apologize. I said some awful things. It was just hard for me to grasp…” She looked at Edward. “I didn’t know it was you. I like to think that if I did, I wouldn’t have reacted that way. Anyway, Bella, I drove to your house to let you know that I trusted your judgment and supported you completely, in this and in everything. When you wouldn’t listen to me, I wrote it in a letter. I didn’t know until this afternoon you never read it. I was under the impression that you knew how sorry I was, how much I regretted everything I said and that it didn’t make a difference. I would have stalked you until you listened to me had I known you still thought I was disgusted with you.

“Edward, I wish I could make you understand. Bella and I have been through a lot together. She wasn’t always…”

She stopped speaking and looked over at me, continuing only after I nodded my permission.

“She didn’t always think through these things. My fear was that she was acting entirely on impulse.”

“In all fairness, that’s valid,” I admitted.

“I know I went about voicing it entirely the wrong way. I could make excuses for myself but there are none.” She looked up at Edward. “I have a brother around your age, maybe a year older. He’s also in his first year of college. And he’s…well, he’s not like you.”

“I’m sorry I refused to play for you, Alice. I’m extremely protective of Bella, and the past few weeks have been rough for her. If we’d had this conversation before you lost your organist, I would have said yes.”

I turned to Edward. “She asked you to play today and you declined?”

“Not exactly,” Alice explained. “Yesterday was a complete nightmare. I couldn’t handle a confrontation with Edward on top of everything else. So I asked Esme if she would call him on my behalf.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “My poor mother. She really likes you, Alice. When you asked if I would play, she was more than a little pissed off at me for saying no. She said I was being a stubborn prick and she raised me better than to hold grudges. She insisted you were contrite, and said that if I was going to be an uncooperative asshole, she’d play the music herself.”

Jasper looked at Edward in disbelief. “In a single phone conversation, your mom called you both a prick and an asshole?”

Edward shrugged. “She calls it like she sees it. You should have heard what she said after she found out how I treated you Sunday. Yesterday was nothing in comparison. Anyway, even though she claimed she wasn’t nervous, I was on her behalf. She hadn’t played for an audience in over a decade. I insisted on sitting next to her to turn pages for her, even though she is competent enough that it wasn’t necessary.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” I asked.

“I wanted to surprise you. Though honestly,  had I known you would have fallen down the aisle when you saw me, I would have given you some advance warning. I have to admit, though, it was hilarious.”

Emmett opened a bottle of champagne and started pouring, passing flutes around until each person held one except me.

“I think you’ve had enough, Bella,” he warned.

“I’m actually starting to sober up a bit. Yes, I drank a bottle and a half of Veuve, but over a seven-hour time frame. Another glass would just be buzz maintenance. I would have tripped even if I had been sober. I mean, do you not see this man?” I squeezed Edward’s knee. “Nothing could have prepared me for how he looks.”

Alice was giddy. “You like the tux? I picked it out. It was kind of hard to do without having met him, but Esme brought me pictures.”

I gestured to Emmett to pour me a glass.

Jasper stopped him. “Seriously, Bella. If I weren’t elated that you’re speaking to Alice again, I’d be more than a little pissed off you were shit-faced before we even got to the church”

“That’s partially my fault,” Rose said, passing her champagne flute over to me. “This afternoon at the hotel, drinks were poured for all of us, and I asked Bella to drink mine as well. I didn’t want you to know that I’m ten weeks pregnant…”

Alice shot out of her seat and hugged Emmett and Rose. “You’ll ruin your dress, Alice.”

“I’m so happy for you. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“We’re waiting until the end of the first trimester before we go public with it,” Emmett explained. “We want this so much and are afraid to jinx it.”

Alice put her hand on Rose’s flat stomach.

“You’re not going to be able to feel anything yet,” Rose said, laughing.

“It doesn’t matter, I know he’s in there,” Alice cooed. She pulled herself back up into her seat and snuggled up to her new husband.

“A toast.” Emmett raised his champagne flute and looked at Edward. “To turning the page.”

Moments later, the car pulled up in front of the Art Museum steps.

“Does the Art Museum have any significance for you two?” Edward asked Alice once we were out of the limo.

“No. I just thought it would be fun to pose for pictures here. Lots of couples do it. It just seems so Philadelphia, at least to an outsider. Why do you ask?”

“This is where I met Bella.”

“That settles it.” Alice plucked a single bloom out of her bouquet before handing the rest over to me. She somehow managed to secure the flower to Edward’s lapel with a spare hairpin. “You just became an honorary groomsman. Have you ever been in a wedding party?”

Edward shook his head.

“Welcome to ours,” Jazz said. He pointed to Emmett. “Just remember, no matter what that ass clown over there says, you are under no obligation to meet him shot for shot.”

“Should I be scared?” Edward asked me.

“I had two intense fears when we started dating,” I explained. “One was that my friends would never accept you.”

“What was the other one?”

“That they would.”

The photographer arrived and took all of the traditional wedding party poses before taking pictures of Jasper and Alice by themselves.

We stood off to side and watched the happy couple celebrate their love in the place where ours began.





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  1. on 01 Oct 2010 at 7:05 amlisa89

    Aw, that’s sweet. Nothing wrong with some reconciliation. I suppose I’ve warmed up to Alice, haha, and I wasn’t expecting Rose to tell them, just like that! I really hope nothing happens to the baby.

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  2. on 12 Nov 2010 at 12:48 pmkng1986

    Aw, I feel all warm and happy. :)

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  3. on 25 Nov 2010 at 4:07 pmBooksgalore/Bookishqua

    Aw, the last line was sweet. Glad to see Bella and Alice communicating and love Esme.
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  4. on 05 Jan 2011 at 12:15 amSea4Me

    What a happy moment – very sweet!

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  5. on 29 Jan 2011 at 5:26 pmJanice

    Alice has her HEA

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