A/N- Hey, everyone! This is my brand new story, 'So This Is Love', a sequel to my other story 'The Second Love Story'.

If you just stumbled across this, and you really just don't feel like going back to find my first story, you might have trouble understanding. You could read it without reading 'The Second Love Story', but you might get a little confused. I'm not going to give away everything that happens. At the end, though, Renesmee and Jake run away from Edward and Bella to go the California.

If you read 'The Second Love Story', you are the best, and I hope you really enjoy this one!

Well, I hope you LOVE this story, because I'm excited to get a fresh start and get some new readers to my stories! By the way, I love readers and reviews, they make me so happy!

I don't own Twilight, just so you know.

As I walked down the aisle, memories flooded into my mind.

When Jake told me he loved me the first time. When we kissed for the first time. When I thought he didn't want to go to prom with me. When I refused to marry him at prom. When we didn't talk for a few weeks. When we laid in bed and talked for hours. When he hated me because of Ricky. When we ran away. When we picked out a house.

And then, there we were, in the middle of the fairytale. Right where the happy ending goes.

There was nobody there. Just me, the preacher, and Jake. It doesn't bother me that we had no one there to watch our moment, though. Take my dad, for example. If we had invited him, he would have come in and possibly hurt Jake. Instead, we had a quiet, beautiful ceremony. Exactly how I imagined my wedding to be.

I finally reached the altar, and it was time for our vows.

"I, Jacob Black, choose you, Renesmee Cullen, to be my wife. I promise to love and cherish you throughout the good times and bad times. I promise to try to remember to put my dirty clothes in the hamper and to give you handsome children. I promise to make the rest of your life the best it can be. I will love you forever and for all of eternity."

"I, Renesmee Cullen, choose you, Jacob Black, to by my husband. I promise to love and cherish you through every obstacle that may come into our path. I promise to let you drive all the time and let you fix our cars all the time even though you're horrible at it. I will comfort you when your team loses and drink beer with you when they win. I will love you always."

We each laughed a little bit at each other's vows, but both really just wanted to be Mr. and Mrs. Black.

I found it kind of silly that the priest insisted on saying the next part.

"Does anyone object?" he asked a seemingly empty room.

"Yes!" we heard a pipsqueak voice scream from the back pew.

I froze. As much as I loved Aunt Alice, I was ready to kill her. How dare she do this to me? I don't just go around ruining the best days of her life.

The priest looked up, surprised.

"What is your objection?" he asked her.

"They shouldn't get married yet. She is 11 years old and he is 31. Does that even make sense to you, sir?" she reasoned. But from the look on his face, I could tell this was going our way.

"Ma'am, that doesn't even make sense. That girl is clearly in her high school years. Please sit down." He commanded.

"No, Nes, please don't do this. You don't want the family here when you get married?" she pleaded.

"No," I answered simply. I wasn't going to deal with this.

"You're going to regret leaving them out someday, I'm warning you." She said with a stern look.

"Who asked you anyway? Last I checked, you weren't even invited." I shot back. I knew it was rude, but she was worse. Who just shows up at someone's wedding without an invitation?

How could she have known, anyway? I certainly didn't tell her. And it's not like she could see my future when I was with Jake. So how did she know this was even happening?

I looked at her sitting alone in the back pew and she looked hurt. Feelings of guilt and sadness shot through me, even though I didn't want them to. As much as I wanted to stay mad, I knew it just wasn't happening.

It wasn't like I was going to walk away from the altar for her, but I promised myself to be nice.

"Do you, Renesmee Cullen, take me, Jacob Black, to be your lawful wedded husband?" Jacob asked me, and I knew that this next moment would define my whole life.

"I do." I replied, sealing my fate.

"Do you, Jacob Black, take me, Renesmee Cullen, to be your lawful wedded wife?" I questioned.

"I do."Jake answered with a smile as bright as the sun.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife!" the priest exclaimed.

"You may kiss the bride."

Jake took no hesitation and his lips crashed into mine. Everything was new. He had a new eagerness, and I loved it. He was mine forever.

We walked out the back of the church with Aunt Alice following behind us. Since there was no reception, Jacob and I planned on going home, changing into some fancy clothes, and finding the best restaurant in town. This plan didn't include Aunt Alice.

"Hey, where are you guys going? You guys aren't going to spend time with me?" she pouted.

I had no choice but to ask her to come.

But who was I kidding? I would make up another choice. Send her home. I laughed at my rudeness.

"Nope. We just got married and want some time together. Without you. So thanks for coming, even though you weren't invited, now go home."

I know my aunt. And I know that she never likes to show people when she is hurt or angry. She likes to let everyone think she is always the perky little pipsqueak she is. So when she turned around and walked out, I knew she was crying. As soon as I started imagining her tearless sobs, I felt guilty. But what would I do? She needed to step away. Just because she was the only one who knew where we were didn't mean she could act like my mom.

"Aunt Alice, wait!" I yelled out the front door of the church.

I don't know why I did it. I shouldn't have.

"What do you want, Nes? I tried to stop you from this, and you didn't listen. You tell me to go home, and while I'm trying to go home, you call my name and tell me to come back. What do you want now? What else can I be blamed for?" she choked out.

"I-I'm sorry." I blurted. Was she really wrong? Not really. Was I really annoyed? Yes. Should I have been? No.

Her face softened and her frown curled up into a slight smile.

"That's okay. I know you were probably annoyed because I barged into your wedding. I would be, too. But I had to be there. Even if no one else was." She answered.

"How did you know?" I asked, curiously. It was killing me that she knew and I had no idea how.

"I saw you go dress shopping. Alone. You weren't with this stupid mutt, and the moment I saw you in the dress shop, I knew." She explained.

"But how did you know the date? You can't possibly just see a dress and know when I'm getting married."

"That, my friend, is for me to know, and you to find out." She disclosed.

I looked at her with a puzzled expression and she just laughed. She silent kissed the top of my head and swiftly walked out of the church once again, this time feeling loved instead of hated.

A/N- I hope you guys liked it! Please read and review. That is what I love best.