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Chapter 1
The first time I saw him, he was running through the sand to catch a football on the beach of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I was lying across a lounge chair next to my mother reading Pride and Prejudice for the millionth time when the sudden movement caught my eye and I looked up just in time to see him jump off the ground and stretch himself to catch the ball. He looked magnificent. His tall frame was covered in toned muscles and golden skin topped off with a head full of golden waves falling just above his chin. The moment his feet touched back down he turned and looked straight at me and I suddenly lost all knowledge of how to breathe. A huge grin played across his face showcasing his straight, white teeth and sparkling blue eyes. I don't even know if the word blue covers it. They were almost the exact color of the clear ocean only feet from where he stood. My heart fluttered and I had no way to stop myself as I put my book down and began walking toward the water, passing him as I went.
My body by no means belonged in a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition but I was not built badly. My above average height was set off nicely by my lean muscle and thin limbs. My long brown curls were pulled into a high ponytail allowing me to show off the bikini my mother had insisted on buying me before we left Phoenix, deep blue with turquoise flowers. My skin had always been pale white but since we had been on the beaches of Mexico for a couple of days I had developed a light golden glow. I felt good about myself, better than I had ever felt in my twenty-two years, and I was going for it. I strutted my stuff right past him and walked straight into the warm water to submerse myself and come back up acting sexy like I had seen done in movies. Somehow, miracle beyond miracle, it had worked and he followed me into the water. When I turned toward him and coyly smiled, he held out his hand and introduced himself. I can still remember his Texas drawl as he said, "I'm Jasper, what's your name beautiful?" I know, it was kind of cheesy but he was very sexy and that made up for it.
I was supposed to be on this trip with my mom as my twenty-second birthday slash moving to be a writer in California trip but after that morning, the only person on my mind was Jasper Hale. Not that it truly mattered because my mom was doing a little bit of guy watching of her own and met Phil who took up all of her time. I think I fell in love with Jasper from that moment, and from what he told me, he fell for me the same moment. He was there with his twin sister and his parents as a mini family reunion because he and his sister were both actors in LA and didn't see their family back in Texas very often. It took me nearly two days to realize that I knew his work, dawning on me when a fan came up all crazy and asking for an autograph and picture. I felt like an idiot but he told me that he liked that I wanted him for a reason other than his fame. And he was famous, one of the fastest growing young actors in Hollywood along side his best friends. Apparently they all stuck together.
On the night before I was supposed to head back to Phoenix, Jasper and I had a romantic dinner at a little restaurant on the coast before taking a moonlit walk down the beach. We were cuddled on the beach when he told me he loved me. I was over the moon and returned the sentiment. He then pulled me away to look in his eyes and asked me to marry him. I was stunned. I had only known him for a week, and yet it somehow felt like an eternity. I said yes and he slipped a beautiful diamond solitaire on my finger before pulling my up and walking toward the resort down the beach from where we were staying. Apparently there was a chapel inside that resort and he had made an appointment ahead of time. And so we got married, a week after meeting each other, in a chapel on the beach in Mexico. I was in love and didn't think things could get any better. But then we went back to his room to consummate the marriage.
I had been a virgin before we got married and I was extremely nervous but altogether eager to experience sex for the first time with my beautiful new husband. It was not nearly what my best friend Angela had made it out to be, painful and awkward. It was slow and tender and romantic. My heart swelled so much I thought I might explode with happiness. Then we had sex again and I learned that my heart wasn't the only thing capable of exploding. When Jasper gave me my first orgasm, I thought there was a definite possibility that I was dying. Stars exploded in behind my eyes and my legs went slightly numb, my heart beating so quickly I thought it might give way. I screamed so loud that Jasper covered my mouth with his in an attempt to muffle me. It was at that moment that I finally knew why people make such a big deal out of sex. It was amazing. Jasper gave me three more orgasms that night and by the last one, it was all I could do not to fall asleep at that very moment. I was blissful.
When we got up that morning, Jasper switched his flight to come back to Phoenix with me to pack up the rest of my things before moving into his house in LA. I called my mom and he called his family to have them meet us down at breakfast so we could tell everyone together. Daniel and Maria Hale were thrilled, welcoming me into the family. Rosalie Hale, Jasper's gorgeous twin sister, was taken aback but told us she was happy for us, telling me she was excited to finally have a sister. My mom was not so receptive. She was shocked to say the least, and I think she was hurt that she was not there. She finally pulled me into a hug and told me that she was happy if I was happy and welcomed Jasper into the family. Happy didn't cover it, I was bursting with ecstasy. That evening we were in my small room in Phoenix packing up my stuff and shoving it in a rented moving truck for us to drive to LA. He had my entire room done and packed by bed time and we drove to my new home together the next day.
I soon learned that my new life in Hollywood was crazy. The paparazzi were all over me and Jasper, shocked to hear that one of the most eligible bachelors was no longer on the market, although they had yet to learn that I was more than just his girlfriend. Not only that, but only two months after we settled in, Jasper brought me up to Canada where he was to begin filming his current movie, the second out of a series of four about a family of vampires. Getting to Canada for the first time was like walking into family reunion. Jasper's sister was in the movie as well as his best friends Edward and Emmett Cullen and Alice Brandon. The first night we all met up at a trendy little restaurant, my hand securely in Jasper's as he pulled me toward the table with all of his best friends. "Everyone, this is my wife Bella." Since he had sworn Rosalie to secrecy and I had been hiding my ring in public, his friends were shocked. Alice actually fell out of her chair, which from what I was told was a once in a life time thing for the graceful pixie. I should have known then and there, but you can always see it coming when you look back. His friends welcomed me in gladly and I soon felt like I was part of the family.
Within days Edward and I developed a great friendship, hanging out on set and off whenever Jasper was off working. Those first couple of weeks were amazing. The major shock didn't come until the third week. I hadn't been feeling well and I decided to see a doctor, making an appointment without telling anyone. The doctor told me that there was nothing to worry about; they were just symptoms of my pregnancy. It was my time to fall of the chair then. Jasper and I had not even discussed having children. It was even more of a shock when I found out that I was already nearing the end of my first trimester. It had to have happened that first night or our first night in LA together. Once I was checked up to find me and the baby healthy, I was scheduled for an appointment with an obstetrician and sent on my way with a massive bottle of prenatal vitamins that I slipped into my massive purse. I decided not to freak out my husband until after the first trimester in fear that I would lose the baby. It was extremely difficult to keep it a secret.
That brings us to where we are now. I had my appointment with the obstetrician the week I entered my second trimester, having an internal ultrasound to show me a good view of my little one. I was thrilled when I heard the heartbeat for the first time and even more giddy when I saw the little fingers for the first time. That evening I went back to Jasper and I's apartment to curl up and read "What to Expect When You're Expecting" before falling asleep before Jasper made it home for the night. I was awoken by Jasper gently shaking me from my sleep only an hour after I dozed off.
"Bella, we need to talk." Jasper said, looking down at me sadly as I wiped the sleep from my eyes.
"What's wrong Jasper?" I asked him, confused over his facial expression.
"I'm…I'm just…I'm not happy in our marriage." He told me and I was shocked. We had just had sex multiple times last night and I know that he got off. "I think that I want an annulment." He might have well just slapped me.
"What?" I managed to say as I tried to steady my breathing.
"I think that we rushed into this and I'm not sure that I truly love you. I think we may have made a mistake. I have been talking to Alice and…" He rambled on but all I heard was Alice.
"You talked to Alice about this?" I said with hurt and anger. I could not believe that he had just woken me up to tell me he wanted to act as though our marriage had never existed and another woman had helped him come to this conclusion.
"Well, yah. She is my best friend and I knew I could come and talk to her about it. She really knows how to listen to me and…" I cut him off right there, unwilling to let him say any more.
"I…I'm not sure what to say about all of this." I started and he put his hand on my arm in an attempt to sooth me. I shook off his arm in anger and disbelief. "I'm not going to trap you in this marriage if it isn't what you want. It would just make me unhappy in the long run." I told him, trying to explain it more to myself than to him.
"Thank you, Bella. I knew you would understand." He told me and tried to pull me into a hug. I put up my hands to block his attempted hug and he dropped his arms.
"I said I wouldn't keep you here but I think you will have a hard time finding a judge that will grant you an annulment. Generally they don't grant them when there is a child involved." I told him with an edge of bitterness to my voice.
"A child?" He asked me incredulously, his brow knit together.
"Tonight I was going to tell you; I just entered my second trimester. It was supposed to be a happy surprise, not a kink in your plans. I will allow you a divorce but I will have full custody and you will pay to support us." I told him, running things through my head out loud.
"Listen, Bella, if there is a baby involved, maybe we shouldn't…" He started to reason out.
"No Jasper, this is what you wanted and I don't want you to be unhappy. I will release you from our marriage so you can be free to be with Alice." I told him with anger and bitterness.
"What? How did you know about Alice?" He asked me in confusion.
"You just told me. Go find somewhere else to sleep and I will gather my things and have them out of here tomorrow." I ordered him as I struggled to stop the tears that were gathering from falling down my cheeks. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he made me cry. He got off the bed and threw a few clothing items into a bag before gathering his toiletries and leaving the apartment. The moment the door shut, a loud sob escaped my throat and I began weeping. I grabbed my phone and dialed Edward's number, although it took me a few minutes because my hands were shaking so badly.
"Edward?" I asked the moment he answered the phone, trying to speak coherently.
"Bella? What's wrong?" He asked in a panicked voice.
"I need you. Please come over." I begged him as another sob escaped.
"I'm on my way over, Bells; just hang on a couple minutes." He told me and hung up the phone as I broke down further. My life was shattering and I had no way of stopping it.
Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
That face of an angel comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should've know
I should've known
I'm not a princess, and this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse
To come around
Maybe I was naïve, got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
My mistake, I didn't know to be in love
You had to fight to have the upper hand
I've had so many dreams about you and me
Happy ending, now I know
I'm not a princess, and this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse
To come around
And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted, but I'm so sorry
Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday
Who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, and that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now
And it's too late for you and your white horse
Now it's too late for you and your white horse
To catch me now
(White Horse by Taylor Swift)
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