Title: The One That Got Away
Author: amy9352
Rating: T (For now. If ever continued, will most likely change to M)
Genre: Hurt/Romance
Pairing: Bella/Jacob
Summary: On her wedding day, Bella remembers the one that got away. Written for Tricky Raven's Weekly Summer Drabble Challenge. Song Prompt: Strawberry Wine.
Disclaimer: Twilight Saga belongs to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
A/N: I have no plans to continue this one, but rated it just in case...because you never know. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!
It's funny really – what can trigger a memory – maybe it's something you had forgotten or just haven't thought about in a while. Maybe it's something you think about often.
"You look beautiful, honey." My mom gushed, straightening my veil.
One word – beautiful – made me think of you.
Sweet kisses, gentle touches, horse back riding, skinning dipping in the river, loss of innocence, sweat covered bodies as we made love out in the old barn that humid summer night. You must have told me how beautiful I was at least a hundred times.
I still remember the first time we met – the day you started your summer job on my family's farm. Like every afternoon, I was getting Sally, my beloved mare, ready for a ride, when our eyes met from across the field. You were so confident and smooth as you came strutting towards me. Carefree – I was immediately infatuated. Sally liked you too.
"Hi, I'm Jake. Saw you checking me out and thought I should come introduce myself." Your goofy grin making you seem a lot less conceited.
"Nice. So that usually works for you, huh?" I teased, loving that you didn't seem to mind making a fool of yourself.
You snorted and your shoulders shook with laughter. "I have no idea. You tell me." You answered and that was how it all began.
Obviously, it did. I'm thinking about you, even today, as I slip into my dress.
Do you remember?
Gosh, we were so young and naive – giving our hearts to each other so freely – without so much as a thought about summer's end. Your tuition had already been paid and I still had another year of high school. But regardless, we carried on without a care in the world.
We fell in love – I was absolutely crazy about you back then – maybe still. But that's just ridiculous. I haven't seen you in years.
And I'm getting married today. To a good man. A man that loves me so much. A man that isn't you.
Daddy said he saw you in town last week, when he went to pick up the rings for me. He said that you looked well. That you asked about me. That you looked sad when he told you about the upcoming wedding, but you wished me the best.
Do you miss me too?
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if you were to show up here today. Yeah, I know, crazy right? I don't even know who you are anymore.
I have to end this here. Daddy just knocked on the door, letting me know it's time.
It's time to let you go.
Bella
P.S.
I should have asked you to stay.