What if Bella chose Jacob?

(Just a cute what if)

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I was trapped in a box.

"Bella..." the majestic voice echoed.

"Bella..."

I kept on trying to get out of the box but it seemed impossible,

"Bella..." He repeated once more.

"Wait... Edward!!!" I called out to the voice.

"Too late Bella..." His voice trailed off and I cursed. "Edward!!"

"Bells... Bells..." This time it was the voice of something else.

A more defined American accent, a certain rough kind of deep voice called out.

And a werewolf howled.

"Bella, honey wake up!!!" Jacob shook me to wake up. "We'll be late for the flight."

Oh right, I was in Hawaii on a honeymoon, as Mrs Isabella Black.

I sighed as I smelt the beautiful Hawaiian ocean air. We had spent the night in a traditional hut-like on the beach inn place.

I had had the best night of my life... the beautiful Hawaiian dancers the cool cuisine and when Jake and I entered our room, kissing... oh...it was all perfect. Except for one little detail... I had dreamt of Edward.

I hadn't dreamt of him for two years, oh why now? When my life is getting SO bearable and SO wonderful and kind of normal except for the whole werewolf thing, there hadn't been vampires in Forks since the Cullens left the day after we killed Victoria- the day I chose Jacob, the day I gave Edward back his ring...

"I'm going to go and order us breakfast at the cabana... this hotel sucks, no room service." Jacob said.

"Okay, I'll be in the shower " I smiled at him.

I entered the shower and couldn't stop thinking of Edward- why did I have this dream?

I climbed out and wrapped my towel around me and walked into the room to get dressed. I slipped off my towel. The door opened and I nearly had a fit... but it was only Jacob. He sighed as he closed the door with his foot.

"Wheres our breakfast?" I ask him, but he just grins at me as he shakes his head.

He grabs me and starts kissing me passionately...

"Jake...what about the flight?"

"Who cares, all I care about is you..."

I sigh... the rest of the day we didn't leave that room.

9 months later

I smile as Jacob smiles as we cradle our newborn half werewolf half human baby girl, Janelle. She has Jacobs beautiful black hair, but has my chocolate brown eyes. Her hair is curly and her skin is a tanned colour... she has his button nose and Jacob says she has my lips.

Janelle is a very strong baby and her skin is really toasty... I always get a bruise when she grips my fingers tightly... I have a feeling shes going to be a werewolf just like her daddy when she grows up.

10 years later

"Its my 30th birthday!!" I cry out and fall into my Jacobs arms. Jacob hasn't aged but he passes off as a 28 year old because of his big muscular body shape. But sometimes still has the maturity of a 16 year old.

My 10 year old, Janelle barges into the room with a tray. On the tray is a pancake with ice-cream and cinnamon. A glass of half full orange juice and a birthday card.

"Happy Birthday Mom," She smiles and gives me a mini bear hug.

"Awww thank you honey. " Now that she's getting older she's really looking just like her dad.

I get up and smile as I rub my round stomach .

I know she's only 8 months but I know that Jenney is going to be just as beautiful as her sister.

"Hello Jenney, Mommy is 30 today..." I talk to her softly but then something's wrong. I don't feel my Jenney anymore...

I tell Jacob and he rushes me off to the hospital.

5 hours later

The doctor had told me that Jenney is dying... and they need to make an emergency suzerain I got knocked out with drugs and woke up with one of the nurses cradling Jenney.

My baby... Jenney Black.

I smile and cry at the same time.

5 years later

Me and Jacob had an argument again. Janelle was getting TOO moody. Jacob says its the process in becoming a werewolf... and he understands whats shes going through... but I found CIGARETTES in her jacket pocket.

"She's only 15, Jake."

"We can't reprimand her, Bells. We can only when she's calmed down a bit."

"I love it when you're angry..." I pause and caress him.

"Oh Bells..." he picks me up and kisses me.

I sigh, and fall into his arms... "Oh Jake..."

I grin at him as I pull off my shirt...my werewolf...and enjoy the 5 minutes of us time...

Maybe we'll get the third child I want...

And next thing I know...

The doorbell rings.

"Who is that at this hour?" Jacob unlocks his lips from mine and opens the door, he knows who it is already because he can pick it up... but it's probably habit.. He curses."

"I want to talk to Bella." A recognizable voice came from the door.

"Edward!" I gasped. As I put my shirt back on.

2 months later

I am in his arms... his lovely embrace...His bare chest cold but so comforting. He is kissing my neck softly, tracing his lips across the recent mark he made when he turned me into one of them.

The raindrops pitter patter on the everywhere in the beautiful forest back in Forks, I'm lying on the forest floor with anticipation as I'm kissing his blood red lips with nothing other than passion... I am hungry for blood, but I'll go hunt a deer will come second...

"So the divorce is final?" He whispers into my ear.

His whispers are better than that day 15 years ago when Jacob came in without the breakfast.

"Yeah..." I smile at him. " Yeah..."

"Wonderful now you can be Mrs Cullen... officially. Now we can finally do this..."

"Do what?" I grin. We both jump up onto the cliff above us. He unties my hair, I open my mouth... but he puts his finger to my lips.

"Oh, you'll have to wait and see, my love..."

He pulls me into his arms , unbuttons my shirt... and the rest is self-explanatory.

I sigh in the morning across Edwards sparkling chest on the clifftop

Good Morning was my habit, I can't say that because we haven't been sleeping. I just kiss his chest and he kisses my cheek, "Lovely was it not my fair Bella?"

I nod and sigh as I stretch and put my clothes back on. . I hear a wolf howl in pain...

It isn't Jacob.

It's coming from the bottom of the cliff.

It sounds like the howl of our Janelle.

And the voice of our Jenney, crying out..."Daddy!!! Wake up!!! Please!!!"