Mail Order Bride
Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by Stephanie
Meyer. No copyright infringement is meant. I am using the characters for
enjoyment purposes only.
Disclaimer: This fic is rated "M" for language,
violence, and sexual situations. If you are under 18, SCRAM! It is not my job to
police you. If you don't like what you are reading, STOP!
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Chapter 8
Dear Miss Swan,
I was delighted to receive your letter and would like to inform you of the
acceptance of said letter. I will be sending a train ticket to you within the
next few weeks. I am sure you have things to pack and family to inform, if this
has not been done already.
I am sure you are curious about the groom. He is my brother, Edward. He is 23
and a recent widower. His wife took ill with Spanish Influenza last year and
perished. Edward has a 6 year old daughter named Vanessa, but the entire family
calls her Nessie.
Even though you are young, you seem to have a firm head on your shoulders and
seem to be rather smart. Both of which my brother and niece will need.
I am sorry if this seems too brief. Time is of the essence and delay is not
advised.
I will speak with you soon. Have a safe trip.
Sincerely,
Alice Cullen
Alice reread the letter again. Was it too impersonal? Bella had sent such a
heartwarming letter. This sounded like an obituary notice. No, maybe not an
obituary, but definitely more straight forward and blunt. I'll send a nicer
letter with the ticket.
Only Alice, Jasper and her parents knew she was sending for Bella. Alice had
not told Edward. She felt the element of surprise might work better. If Edward
didn't know she was coming, he couldn't find an excuse to run away.
Jasper and her parents had repeatedly tried to get her to inform
Edward of the letter. Alice vehemently declined, stating that the surprise would
be better. Her parents thought that this would only cause problems in the long
run.
Deciding that this was the best route to go, Alice placed the letter in an
envelope and addressed it. She would go in to town and post it in the morning.
This will work. It has too!
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"Vanessa Esme Cullen, you open this door right now!!" Edward yelled through
said door. Nessie had run into her room having a tantrum earlier. When Edward
went running up after her, he found the door locked, leading to the current
predicament.
"No! I won't come out. You can't make me, Poppa!" Nessie yelled back.
Edward growled at the door. "I will take this door right off the hinges, if
you don't come out, NOW!"
"NO!" Nessie screeched.
"That's it! I've had it! I'm ripping this door down," Edward shouted. He was
about to do just that, when he heard, "Now, Edward. Who will fix the door if you
rip it off? Certainly not you."
Turning toward the voice, Edward sagged. "Mother."
Esme stood with a basket in her hand. No doubt cookies she had just made. Or,
a cake. Esme looked at Edward with disapproval. She clicked her tongue. No
matter how old he got, Esme could always silence him with a look.
"What did she do now?" she asked quietly.
"She….kitchen…..shears…hair….mess.." was all Esme caught.
"Edward, you really shouldn't mumble," Esme said quietly. Edward ran his
fingers through his hair. He was so livid, he was practically seeing red. After
the stunt Nessie just pulled….
"Mother, you get her out. I'm going for a walk," was all Edward said, before
heading down the stairs.
Once Edward was out of earshot, Esme stood in front of the door. "Nessie?
It's Grandmother. Wouldn't you like to come out and see me? I brought cookies.
Your favorite, oatmeal."
"Is daddy still out there?" came a small voice from within. Esme smiled to
herself.
"No, dear. He's gone for a walk. Won't you come out now?"
The lock clicked, and the door slowly opened. Nessie peeked around the corner
to make sure Esme was being truthful. Not seeing Edward, she opened it wider.
"Oh, Nessie! Child, what in heaven's name have you done?" Esme exclaimed.
Instead of seeing the beautiful bronze curls that normally cascaded down
Nessie's back, Esme was shocked to see that her hair had been shortened to just
under her chin. It was chopped haphazardly, as if Nessie had cut it with no
shape in mind. It was longer in some places, and dangerously short in others.
"I cut my hair and daddy got mad at me," Nessie said, with the total honesty
of a child.
Esme, having recovered from her shock, said, "Yes, dear child. I can see
that. But, why? You have beautiful hair. Why would you cut it off?"
"Because daddy gets sad when he sees it. It reminds him of mommy. I know he
still misses her," Nessie said quietly.
Esme suddenly understood. Bending down to Nessie's eye level, Esme told her,
"Your daddy will always miss your mommy. But, sweetheart, cutting your hair
isn't going to change that."
Nessie sniffled. "I don't want daddy to be sad anymore."
Esme pulled Nessie into a hug. "I have a feeling your daddy won't be sad for
much longer."
"Promise?" Nessie asked.
"I promise," Esme replied.
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Bella and Emmett had been making travel plans since she had received the
letter 2 weeks ago. She had been packing only the essentials of what she needed.
Emmett would buy the 3 tickets he would need when they received the ticket for
Bella.
Bella had decided to tell the rest of her family the news over dinner
tonight. She had hoped to get out without a lot of fuss, but knowing her family,
that was not likely to happen.
Bella was trying to figure out the best way to break the news…
"I'm moving to Chicago and getting married! No, too blunt."
"I'm going to be a mail order bride. No, not blunt enough."
"I'm leaving and you can't stop me…too childish."
"I've had it with all of you and I've decided to take control of my
life…Better."
"I've decided to…."
She was cut off by Jacob yelling from downstairs, "Hey, Bells! We're
starving! Where's dinner?"
"Uncouth, pain in my rear.." Bella grumbled.
Making her way down the stairs, Bella saw her entire family in front of her.
Perfect!
"I have an announcement to make, everyone," Bella said.
Jacob grumbled, "I hope it's…dinner is served." Not quite….
Taking a deep breath, Bella said, "I'm getting married….."
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Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by Stephanie
Meyer. No copyright infringement is meant. I am using the characters for
enjoyment purposes only.
Disclaimer: This fic is rated "M" for language,
violence, and sexual situations. If you are under 18, SCRAM! It is not my job to
police you. If you don't like what you are reading, STOP!
#--------
Chapter 8
Dear Miss Swan,
I was delighted to receive your letter and would like to inform you of the
acceptance of said letter. I will be sending a train ticket to you within the
next few weeks. I am sure you have things to pack and family to inform, if this
has not been done already.
I am sure you are curious about the groom. He is my brother, Edward. He is 23
and a recent widower. His wife took ill with Spanish Influenza last year and
perished. Edward has a 6 year old daughter named Vanessa, but the entire family
calls her Nessie.
Even though you are young, you seem to have a firm head on your shoulders and
seem to be rather smart. Both of which my brother and niece will need.
I am sorry if this seems too brief. Time is of the essence and delay is not
advised.
I will speak with you soon. Have a safe trip.
Sincerely,
Alice Cullen
Alice reread the letter again. Was it too impersonal? Bella had sent such a
heartwarming letter. This sounded like an obituary notice. No, maybe not an
obituary, but definitely more straight forward and blunt. I'll send a nicer
letter with the ticket.
Only Alice, Jasper and her parents knew she was sending for Bella. Alice had
not told Edward. She felt the element of surprise might work better. If Edward
didn't know she was coming, he couldn't find an excuse to run away.
Jasper and her parents had repeatedly tried to get her to inform
Edward of the letter. Alice vehemently declined, stating that the surprise would
be better. Her parents thought that this would only cause problems in the long
run.
Deciding that this was the best route to go, Alice placed the letter in an
envelope and addressed it. She would go in to town and post it in the morning.
This will work. It has too!
#------------
"Vanessa Esme Cullen, you open this door right now!!" Edward yelled through
said door. Nessie had run into her room having a tantrum earlier. When Edward
went running up after her, he found the door locked, leading to the current
predicament.
"No! I won't come out. You can't make me, Poppa!" Nessie yelled back.
Edward growled at the door. "I will take this door right off the hinges, if
you don't come out, NOW!"
"NO!" Nessie screeched.
"That's it! I've had it! I'm ripping this door down," Edward shouted. He was
about to do just that, when he heard, "Now, Edward. Who will fix the door if you
rip it off? Certainly not you."
Turning toward the voice, Edward sagged. "Mother."
Esme stood with a basket in her hand. No doubt cookies she had just made. Or,
a cake. Esme looked at Edward with disapproval. She clicked her tongue. No
matter how old he got, Esme could always silence him with a look.
"What did she do now?" she asked quietly.
"She….kitchen…..shears…hair….mess.." was all Esme caught.
"Edward, you really shouldn't mumble," Esme said quietly. Edward ran his
fingers through his hair. He was so livid, he was practically seeing red. After
the stunt Nessie just pulled….
"Mother, you get her out. I'm going for a walk," was all Edward said, before
heading down the stairs.
Once Edward was out of earshot, Esme stood in front of the door. "Nessie?
It's Grandmother. Wouldn't you like to come out and see me? I brought cookies.
Your favorite, oatmeal."
"Is daddy still out there?" came a small voice from within. Esme smiled to
herself.
"No, dear. He's gone for a walk. Won't you come out now?"
The lock clicked, and the door slowly opened. Nessie peeked around the corner
to make sure Esme was being truthful. Not seeing Edward, she opened it wider.
"Oh, Nessie! Child, what in heaven's name have you done?" Esme exclaimed.
Instead of seeing the beautiful bronze curls that normally cascaded down
Nessie's back, Esme was shocked to see that her hair had been shortened to just
under her chin. It was chopped haphazardly, as if Nessie had cut it with no
shape in mind. It was longer in some places, and dangerously short in others.
"I cut my hair and daddy got mad at me," Nessie said, with the total honesty
of a child.
Esme, having recovered from her shock, said, "Yes, dear child. I can see
that. But, why? You have beautiful hair. Why would you cut it off?"
"Because daddy gets sad when he sees it. It reminds him of mommy. I know he
still misses her," Nessie said quietly.
Esme suddenly understood. Bending down to Nessie's eye level, Esme told her,
"Your daddy will always miss your mommy. But, sweetheart, cutting your hair
isn't going to change that."
Nessie sniffled. "I don't want daddy to be sad anymore."
Esme pulled Nessie into a hug. "I have a feeling your daddy won't be sad for
much longer."
"Promise?" Nessie asked.
"I promise," Esme replied.
#------------
Bella and Emmett had been making travel plans since she had received the
letter 2 weeks ago. She had been packing only the essentials of what she needed.
Emmett would buy the 3 tickets he would need when they received the ticket for
Bella.
Bella had decided to tell the rest of her family the news over dinner
tonight. She had hoped to get out without a lot of fuss, but knowing her family,
that was not likely to happen.
Bella was trying to figure out the best way to break the news…
"I'm moving to Chicago and getting married! No, too blunt."
"I'm going to be a mail order bride. No, not blunt enough."
"I'm leaving and you can't stop me…too childish."
"I've had it with all of you and I've decided to take control of my
life…Better."
"I've decided to…."
She was cut off by Jacob yelling from downstairs, "Hey, Bells! We're
starving! Where's dinner?"
"Uncouth, pain in my rear.." Bella grumbled.
Making her way down the stairs, Bella saw her entire family in front of her.
Perfect!
"I have an announcement to make, everyone," Bella said.
Jacob grumbled, "I hope it's…dinner is served." Not quite….
Taking a deep breath, Bella said, "I'm getting married….."
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