Chapter 1
Words


Summary: Alternative to Breaking Dawn. After their wedding, Bella and Edward have a perfectly normal honeymoon. Soon she becomes a vampire. Jacob's pack finds out about it, and still believe that the treaty was broken. They plot to destroy the Cullens, but Jacob soon realizes this may be a big mistake. Also, Jacob realizes he has feelings for someone very close to him, though she seems to be already caught up in her own situation. Ships: Edward/Bella, Jacob/Leah, Leah/Embry. Rating: T for safety. Multi-PoV.

Author's Note: While this is an alternative to Breaking Dawn, for the first couple of chapters or so, there will be some stuff that is very close to Breaking Dawn.

(Bella's PoV)

I do. I do.

Why were those two little words so hard to say? Three letters. Two words. How could something so short, be so difficult to say? And yet, they would be the two words that would be escaping my lips in just a short time.

Suddenly, I was forced into a chair, and I was taken from my thoughts.

"Is this really necessary?" I asked Alice, "I'm going to look plain next to him no matter what."

Here I was in the Cullen's oversized bathroom (well, one of them), along with Alice who had volunteered to prepare me for my wedding.

I do. I do.

I sighed. There were those words again, playing like a broken record in my head. Was this my punishment for my sleepless night? Probably. Well... that and the bags around my eyes.

"No one will dare to call you plain when I am through with you," Alice said, with a grin that hid her look of determination in a face of beautiful stone.

"Only because their afraid you'll suck their blood," I muttered.

I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. Oh, I needed sleep. Why couldn't I just go back home and sleep for a few hours? Postpone this... it wouldn't hurt. On second thought, Alice would probably kill me. I knew she had planned this whole thing by herself. For a while I thought Edward's proposal to me, forever ago it seemed, was all Alice's idea as well. Just so she could put me through this misery of a social nightmare of a wedding, that would probably be compared to any A-list celebrity in Hollywood if Alice got her way.

Rosalie walked in, and if I had my way, I would have stopped the wedding right there. She looked so beautiful! Leagues more than me. I didn't deserve this, being in the same room as her. She had adorned a gorgeous silver dress, and her golden hair was piled up in a soft crown on her head. What was the point of dressing me up like this with that goddess around?

"They're back," Rosalie simply said.

Like magic, my worries had passed. Edward, my love, my forever, my.... gulp!... soon-to-be husband was close by.

"Keep him out of here!" Alice exclaimed.

"He won't cross you today," Rose assured her, "He values his life too much. Esme's got them finishing things out back. Do you want some help? I could do her hair."

I felt my jaw drop. Rose wanted to help me? It wasn't a secret that I wasn't her favorite person in the world. I was basically everything she wanted to be, which seemed silly to me, because I felt the same way. She had this incredible beauty, a loving family and her soul mate Emmett, and yet she wanted to be like me. Human.

Ugh. Human. That was something I didn't want to be. Not anymore. Not when my soul mate was forever a beautiful man imprisoned in a young body.

"Sure!" Alice said, "You can start braiding. I want it..."

I do. I do.

There were those words again. Edward being close by seemed to calm me down greatly, but there were still those two words, loud enough in my head that I couldn't hear Alice and Rosalie squandering over which way my hair needed to be.

This was all for me, even though at that moment I didn't know exactly what "all" meant. Alice had blindfolded me as she had escorted me to this bathroom, but I could still smell flowers. Orange blossoms, freesia, lilacs and roses. All arranged for me. Just so everyone could hear me and Edward say those two little words.

I do. I do.

"Oh, it's perfect, Rosalie!" Alice said, in her high voice, so high it interrupted my thoughts again, "Thank you! Now, go get Bella's dress, then see if Jasper is back from the hotel!"

Rosalie walked out, though I was quite sure she was muttering under her breath about being a servant to a lowly maiden. Or at least to me, it sounded right.

The hotel. My mother and her husband, Phil, had been here for a couple of days. I couldn't keep my mother away from me lately. And it seemed she was always in tears when she saw me. Did she somehow know what my plans were for after the wedding? No.... foolish me. She was just happy because her only daughter was about to get married.

I do. I do.

I ignored those words, trying to shut them out, as I listened to the sounds of doors closing and opening downstairs and more and more voices come every minute. How many people were here?!

"Okay, Bella," Alice said, "Stand up, so we can get you in your dress."

I sighed and stood up, and Alice eased the dress over my hair and makeup.

"Deep breaths, Bella," Alice said, "And try to ease up your heart rate! You're going to ruin that makeup!"

"I'll get right on that," I said, sarcasm ringing in my voice.

"I have to get dressed now," Alice said, "Can you hold yourself together for two minutes?"

"Um..."

Probably not.

"Maybe?" I said, trying to keep a smile on my face.

She rolled her eyes and darted out the door.

I concentrated on my breathing. One, two, three, four...

I do. I do.

Calm down, Bella. Calm down!

Ninety-six. Ninety-seven. Ninety eight. Had I lost count?

Alice was back, looking very relieved, probably because I was not passed out on the bathroom floor.

"Alice," I said, taking in her long, slender silver dress, "Wow."

"It's nothing," Alice said, waving a dismissive hand, "No one will be looking at me today. Not while you're in the room."

I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"Now," Alice said, "Are you in control of yourself, or do I have to get Jasper up here?"

""They're back?" I asked, trying very hard to control my breathing, "Is my mom here?"

"She just walked in the front door," Alice said, nodding, "She's coming up --"

"Oh, Bella!" Renee said, right on cue, before she was all the way through the door, "Oh, Alice, you're amazing. Bella, you're so beautiful!"

She continued to gush out her expressions of my apparent beauty. At least the excitement kept my mind off other things.

"Such a creative style, designing the wedding around Bella's ring!" Renee said, "So romantic! To think, it's been in Edward's family since the eighteen hundreds!"

I looked at Alice over my mom's shoulder. My mom was a little off... by about one-hundred years. The design wasn't centered around the ring, but Edward himself.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throat outside in the hallway. It was a very familiar sound.

"Renee, Esme said it's time you got settled down there," Charlie said, as he stood in the doorway.

"Well, Charlie, don't you look dashing!" Renee exclaimed.

"Alice got to me," Charlie said, rolling his eyes in Alice's direction.

"Is it that time already?!" Renee said, "This has all gone so fast. It's making me dizzy.

That makes two of us. I do. I do.

"Give me a hug before I go down," Renee said, looking at me, "Careful now! Don't want to ruin the dress. Alice would kill me!"

I gave a shaky laugh. Yeah, she probably would.

"Renee, you need to get downstairs!" Alice said.

"Yes ma'am," Renee said, blowing me a kiss and walking out of the room.

"Charlie, could you get the flowers, please?" Alice asked.

Charlie nodded, looked at me once, then left the room. As soon as he left, Alice ducked down on the floor and under my dress. Her cold hang grasped my ankle as she yanked the garter into place.

She was quickly back to her feet, when my father returned to the room with two bouquets adorned with flowers. Roses, orange blossoms and freesia, by the smell of it.

Suddenly, Pachelbel's Canon started to play on the downstairs piano. Rosalie, most likely. She was the best musician in the family next to Edward.

"Easy, Bells," Charlie muttered. He turned to Alice. "She looks a little sick. Do you think she's going to make it?"

"She'd better," Alice muttered.

I rolled my eyes. Thanks for the support, oh, soon to be sister-in-law.

"Focus, Bella," she said, "Edward is waiting down there."

I took a deep breath. I'd be near him soon. A new song suddenly played.

"Bella?" Charlie asked, nudging me, "You ready? We're next."

"Bella?" Alice asked.

"Yes," I squeaked. "Edward. Okay."

Alice pulled me from the bathroom, with Charlie at tow on my elbow. The sound of music and the smell of about a million flowers wafted up the stairs toward me. A new, more familiar song was starting.

Wagner's traditional march. Breathe, Bella, breathe!

"It's my turn," Alice said, "Count to five and follow me."

She began a slow waltz down the stairs.

Right. One, Three, Four, Two, Five. Or something like that....

A sudden fanfare started through the music.

"Don't let me fall, Dad," I pleaded.

Charlie smiled and grasped me tightly.

"One step at a time," Charlie said.

If I'm lucky.

Somehow, though, I managed to get down the stairs with no bruises or broken ankles. My cheeks felt warm. Great... I was the storybook blushing bride. I started looking for my soon-to-be husband, knowing that the sight of his handsome face could calm me down greatly. I blushed deeper as I realized there was hundreds of eyes focused on just me. Though as soon as I saw his face, the rest of them vanished in my mind. It was only him. As it should be. With his perfect features, how could anyone else exist?

As soon as he saw me, his mouth turned into a bright smile. I only hoped mine was doing the same. If Charlie wasn't holding onto my arm, I'd be sprinting down the aisle, just to get to him.... Edward.

Normally, I really loved the peaceful slowness of Wagner's Wedding March. It was the perfect song. A nice celebratory tone. Now I only wish it was the quickest song in the world. At least the aisle to my prince was short. I finally reached my destination beside him. Edward held out his hand. Charlie took mine and placed it my soon-to-be husband's grasp. I was home.

Our vows were the simple, traditional words that had been spoken a million times, though never by a couple quite like us. We'd asked Mr. Weber to make only one small change. He obligingly traded the line "till death do us part" for the more appropriate "as long as we both shall live."

The minister started to speak to us and our audience of friends and family. I had calmed down greatly. I was where I should be. My silly fears seemed to vanish.

I could hardly concentrate on the words of the minister. Edward's golden-brown eyes had been staring into mine ever since they had first come into contact a few minutes before. I had lost myself in them.

When it came time for our promises, the words that I had feared for the past couple of hours seemed to escape from Edward's perfect lips and mine were just as strong.

"I do."

(Jacob's PoV)

My feet and heart told me yes, but my brain told me no. Still I seemed to be finding myself closer to Forks and La Push.

Closer to her.

For the longest time, I had been away from home. I had run away to get away from everything. But I was only running away from one thing. The pain of heartbreak. I had lost her. The one person I had feelings for. The girl of my dreams. She had become engaged to be married to that bloodsucker Edward Cullen.

Yuck. The name tasted bitter on my lips. How could Bella Swan choose him over me? What was it about loving someone who could kill you at any second? He was a vampire, one of the most feared monsters in the world, fictional or real, and yet she fell in love with him.

Yet somehow I was back here because of him. He was the one sent me an invitation to their wedding. I had no idea why. He probably hoped it would be a sign of respect. Yeah, right. Well, I was only here to crash his wedding. I wanted to make sure he felt as much pain as I did. His perfect wedding for his bride he didn't deserve. It would be the glorious return of Jacob Black and I would make sure it would be one to remember....

Author's Note: This first chapter was shorter than my I normally write chapters, and I promise you they will be much longer soon.

I'm sure you noticed how much this wedding was like how it was in the actual book. For the first few chapters, I want it to be kinda close to the original story, then it will break out into its own story.

The wedding party is still to come, of course, and I am going to change it a little to ease into my own story.

This is only my second Twilight fan-fiction, and I hope you enjoy it so far! It will only get better!