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Lost Twilight Scene #7 - Engaged by UtterlyAbsurdBella Lost Twilight Scene #7 - Engaged by UtterlyAbsurdBella

Here is yet another scene from Breaking Dawn that I wish had been included in the movie. Bella and Edward telling Charlie that they are engaged is a great scene, and there are some really funny lines here, that would have worked great on the big screen.  Alas, you can't always get what you want....so that leaves it up to me to recreate my favorite book moments.

Here we have the scene, excerpted from Breaking Dawn, Chapter 1.....
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    I walked slowly through the light rain, remembering the night we'd told him......

    As the sound of Charlie's cruiser announced his return, the ring suddenly weighed a hundred pounds on my finger. I wanted to shove my left hand in a pocket, or maybe sit on it, but Edward's cool, firm grasp kept it front and center.

    "Stop fidgeting, Bella. Please try to remember that you're not confessing to a murder here."

    "Easy for you to say."

    I listened to the ominous sound of my father's boots clomping up the sidewalk. The key rattled in the already open door. The sound reminded me of that part of the horror movie when the victim realizes she's forgotten to lock her deadbolt.

  "Calm down, Bella," Edward whispered, listening to the acceleration of my heart.

  The door slammed against the wall, and I flinched like I'd been tasered.

  "Hey, Charlie," Edward called, entirely relaxed.

  "No!" I protested under my breath.

  "What?" Edward whispered back.

  "Wait till he hangs his gun up!"Edward chuckled and ran his free hand through his tousled bronze hair.

  Charlie came around the corner, still in his uniform, still armed, and tried not to make a face when he spied us sitting together on the love seat. Lately, he'd been putting forth a lot of effort to like Edward more. Of course, this revelation was sure to end that effort immediately.

  "Hey, kids. What's up?"

       "We'd like to talk to you," Edward said, so serene. "We have some good news." Charlie's expression went from strained friendliness to black suspicion in a second.

  "Good news?" Charlie growled, looking straight at me.

  "Have a seat, Dad."  He raised one eyebrow, stared at me for five seconds, then stomped to the recliner and sat down on the very edge, his back ramrod straight.

  "Don't get worked up, Dad," I said after a moment of loaded silence. "Everything's okay." Edward grimaced, and I knew it was in objection to the word okay. He probably would have used something more like wonderful or perfect or glorious.

  "Sure it is, Bella, sure it is. If everything is so great, then why are you sweating bullets?""I'm not sweating," I lied.

  I leaned away from his fierce scowl, cringing into Edward, and instinctively wiped the back of my righthand across my forehead to remove the evidence.

  "You're pregnant!" Charlie exploded. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" Though the question was clearly meant for me, he was glaring at Edward now, and I could have sworn I saw his hand twitch toward the gun.

  "No! Of course I'm not!" I wanted to elbow Edward in the ribs, but I knew that move would only give me a bruise. I'd told Edward that people would immediately jump to this conclusion! What other possible reason would sane people have for getting married at eighteen? (His answer then had made me roll my eyes. Love.  Right.) Charlie's glower lightened a shade. It was usually pretty clear on my face when I was telling the truth,and he believed me now. "Oh. Sorry."

    "Apology accepted."

    There was a long pause. After a moment, I realized everyone was waiting for me to say something. I looked up at Edward, panic-stricken. There was no way I was going to get the words out.

  He smiled at me and then squared his shoulders and turned to my father.

  "Charlie, I realize that I've gone about this out of order. Traditionally, I should have asked you first. I mean no disrespect, but since Bella has already said yes and I don't want to diminish her choice in the matter, instead of asking you for her hand, I'm asking you for your blessing. We're getting married,Charlie. I love her more than anything in the world, more than my own life, and—by some miracle—she loves me that way, too. Will you give us your blessing?" He sounded so sure, so calm. For just an instant, listening to the absolute confidence in his voice, I experienced a rare moment of insight, i could see, fleetingly, the way the world looked to him. For the length of one heartbeat, this news made perfect sense.

  And then I caught sight of the expression on Charlie's face, his eyes now locked on the ring.

  I held my breath while his skin changed colors—fair to red, red to purple, purple to blue. I started to getup—I'm not sure what I planned to do; maybe use the Heimlich maneuver to make sure he wasn't choking—but Edward squeezed my hand and murmured "Give him a minute" so low that only I could hear.

  The silence was much longer this time. Then, gradually, shade by shade, Charlie's color returned to normal. His lips pursed, and his eyebrows furrowed; I recognized his "deep in thought" expression. He studied the two of us for a long moment, and I felt Edward relax at my side.

  "Guess I'm not that surprised," Charlie grumbled. "Knew I'd have to deal with something like this soon enough."I exhaled.

  "You sure about this?" Charlie demanded, glaring at me.

  "I'm one hundred percent sure about Edward," I told him without missing a beat.

  "Getting married, though? What's the rush?" He eyed me suspiciously again.

  The rush was due to the fact that I was getting closer to nineteen every stinking day, while Edward stayed frozen in all his seventeen-year-old perfection, as he had for over ninety years. Not that this fact necessitated marriage in my book, but the wedding was required due to the delicate and tangled compromise Edward and I had made to finally get to this point, the brink of my transformation from mortal to immortal.

  These weren't things I could explain to Charlie.

  "We're going away to Dartmouth together in the fall, Charlie," Edward reminded him. "I'd like to do that,well, the right way. It's how I was raised." He shrugged.

  He wasn't exaggerating; they'd been big on old-fashioned morals during World War I.

  Charlie's mouth twisted to the side. Looking for an angle to argue from. But what could he say? I'd prefer you live in sin first? He was a dad; his hands were tied.

  "Knew this was coming," he muttered to himself, frowning. Then, suddenly, his face went perfectly smooth and blank.

  "Dad?" I asked anxiously. I glanced at Edward, but I couldn't read his face, either, as he watchedCharlie.

  "Ha!" Charlie exploded. I jumped in my seat. "Ha, ha, ha!"I stared incredulously as Charlie doubled over in laughter; his whole body shook with it.

  I looked at Edward for a translation, but Edward had his lips pressed tightly together, like he was trying to hold back laughter himself.

  "Okay, fine," Charlie choked out. "Get married." Another roll of laughter shook through him. "But...""But what?" I demanded.

  "But you have to tell your mom! I'm not saying one word to Renee! That's all yours!" He busted into loud guffaws.

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CommanderKorra Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2017
Yeah this was a great scene, I am gonna have to reread the series again sometime lol.
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I LOVE this scene, I just came across it in my BD reread! Love the little glow around her ring. GREAT! JOB! <3
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charmedangel61 Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2017  Hobbyist Artist
awesome job
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UtterlyAbsurdBella Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
😊 Thank you!!!!
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charmedangel61 Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2017  Hobbyist Artist
yvw
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