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The Start Of An End
KellmettRocksThatHat
Soundtrack: No ready to make Nice-Dixie Chicks (J)
BPOV
The music began to play as I slowly walked up the aisle, alone. Jacob could be seen standing to the left in his gray tux along with Quill and Embry his best men. Any woman's heart would shatter at the sight of him. He looked beautiful. Pain and simple. I ignored the stares I was getting, good and bad and focused on my vows, which I was surely going to forget. I walked up beside him and sighed, thankful I hadn't fallen. He took my hand in his and gave it a squeeze, he winked, and his rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what I'd been thinking. I smiled, my heart doing a summersault and looked up to the priest.
"Ladies and gentleman. On behalf of the bride and groom, I welcome you today to the joining in matrimony of Isabella Marie Swan and Jacob Ephraim Black," The priest had a soft, gentle voice unlike his hard face, and his eyes showing years of loneliness.
"I had a meeting with the young couple earlier this week, when Bella excused herself to the bathroom Jacob immediately leaned forward and told me the story of how he and Bella met, which, she had refused to tell me earlier. He says 'Bella literally fell in love with me'. Confused, I ask how. Smiling, he tells me that one day he was on the subway going to his job, when a young woman begins to stumble, he gets up to help her and at the movement Bella falls on top of him and from then on she just kept falling for him,"
A rumble of laughter ran through the church and I glowered at Jacob, who just shrugged and gave me his best puppy eyes, melting my anger instantaneously
The rest of the ceremony carried on, bits and pieces of Jacob and my dates being told and getting laughed at. My hand was always in Jacob's. Content and happy as I was I couldn't shake the feeling sickness brewing at the bottom of my stomach.
"Time for the vows," The priest exclaimed and I stood, inching closer to Jacob, who was radiating so much happiness I was hoping to get infected. Jacob turned to me and smiled before reciting his vows.
"I, Jacob Ephraim Black , take you, Isabella Marie Swan, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part."He said it with such sureness, such love fueling it that my face flushed.
"I, Isabella Marie Swan, take you Jacob Ephraim Black, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part" My voice broke several time, making Jake wince and cringe each time.
"Rings?" The priest called, Quill smiled as he looked at him, completely oblivious.
"Rings, Quill," Jake hissed, under his breath, while keeping a friendly expression in front of the priest.
"Oh, sorry," He said, getting and passing Jacob and I two golden bands. Jake took up my hand and laid a gentle kiss on the tip of my ring finger before pushing it down. I smiled, falsely and took up his big hand in mine, before sliding on the ring.
"Love you, Bells," I smiled and mouthed ditto, making him smile goofily. The priest cleared his throat obliviously wanting to finish our service.
"If anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot be legally joined in marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."My heart accelerated and I heard Jake inhale loudly. Not because there was a reason but the room had become so quiet.
"Actually, I do," Someone boomed from the back of the of the church. My heart stopped and then went into over drive. I spun around so fast on my heel I tripped on my dress and Jacob had to catch me. I was too surprised to hold any embarrassment.
There was an old man strolling up the middle aisle with a large black suitcase, completely oblivious or ignoring the whispers and stares he was attracting. His face was old and wrinkled, his eyes were two hard blue orbs, his lips were pressed into a hard thin line and he had a mop of gray hair that covered one eye. He stopped beside me and smiled grimly.
"Ms. Swan?" He addressed me, giving a small smile.
"Soon to be Mrs. Black," I snapped. He grimaced, obviously not happy with my answer.
"May I talk to you in private?" He asked, gesturing down the aisle. I sighed, looking into Jacob's angered face and nodded. I hitched up my dress and began to walk down the aisle. Moisture gathering in my eyes as people watched me with accusing eyes. I walked out the front exit, I put my hands on my hips as a habit and turned to the old man.
"My name is Tom Warner," He began, " I'm a state attorney for California and deal with cases like yours," He said softly, much softer than it had been inside and reached into his briefcase withdrawing a thick black booklet.
"Cases like mine?" I hissed, casting a look at Jacob who was walking down the church , in long easy strides, towards us.
"You cannot marry Mr. Black," He said, sidestepping my question. I looked at him furiously and pinched the bridge of my nose, another habit I had picked up, but from where I had no idea.
What do you mean I can't marry Jacob," I hissed, my fists clenched into small fists.
The attorney pushed his glasses up on his nose, and looked at a booklet in his hands.
"Because you are already married to a mister Edward Cullen,"He stated as Jacob stood still beside me. I blinked twice trying to register the information I had just received.
"That's...That's wrong," I spluttered. "I've never heard of an Edward Cullen before in my life,"
"No. You're wrong. You've been married now for two years," Jacob went frigid beside me and I looked at him, outraged.
"I've been with Jake now, three years and haven't looked at another man. Ever," I exclaimed, throwing my arms up in the air.
"No, ma'am," He glowered, this time, casting a look up at Jacob who was frozen.
"You and Mr. Cullen have been married now two years. You were married in Las Vegas, Nevada, on the thirteenth of September, two thousand and six, Mister Cullen was twenty three and you were twenty one. You were married in the 'Little White Wedding Drive Through', by a bad Elvis impersonator that quoted, 'The most rowdy, drunk, loved up kids I'd ever seen, uh huh,'"
I stared at him open mouthed and not breathing. Images of going to Las Vegas alone because Jake was away, drinking myself senseless, the pictures of the drive through and the back of a naked mans body, all coming to the surface for the first time.
"Breath, Miss Swan," I let out an even breath and an anguished cry. How had I forgot this? How had I done this? I grasped Jacob for support that was much needed. He looked into my face, his eyes cold and emotionless, he shrugged me off and I fell to onto the driveway, the loose stones, going through my dress and tearing at my skin.
"Ahh," I hissed in pain. Tom moved quickly, to help me up, but I slapped away his hands, undeserving. I crawled over to Jacob and began to get to my knee's. He looked at me, and his hard orbs turned into chocolate pools. He bent down and picked me up, placing his two hands on my shoulders and held me at arms length.
"Jake," I sobbed as he let his arms drop to his sides.
"You...married," He laughed, bitterly. I shook my head, tears streaming down my face.
"Jake. I'm so sorry. I love you!" I sobbed, a hard sob breaking through my chest as I grasped his shirt.
"How could you do it to me, Bells?" He cried, pulling away from me.
"I was drunk! I didn't even remember what I had done next day," I swore but he shook his head, a sardonically smile on his face.
"Even when you woke up with that fake plastic gold ring on your finger?" He snapped. I shook my head and tried to reach for him once more but he pulled away.
"I love you Jacob. I never meant for that to happen. I was stupid and out of my mind drunk," I was hysterical now.
"I don't know what's worse. You married the first guy you saw or that you totally forgot about the next day," He scoffed.
"Please, Jacob. I love you. I can't live without you, please, please don't go," I sobbed grasping his arms he had folded across his chest. I spent five minutes blubbering and apologizing senselessly when he finally nodded his head, as if he had made his mind up about something.
"We will get married, Bella," He said, so calm now it was amazing.
"But," He finished, diverting his eyes from mine. A pain crossed my heart and a whimper escaped from my mouth.
"Anything, anything," I promised. Not caring if he wanted me to dance with a shark. I would do it.
"Meet this guy and get a divorce," I nodded my head up and down feverishly, and wrapped my arms around his burning large waist. He was awkward underneath me and shook me off gently.
"Not yet. I can't touch you. Go home, get packed, get on the next plane to wherever this guy lives and then come back to me, Bella," He said, turning and walking back into the church.
"I'll help you," I insisted, running forward. he didn't even turn when he declined my offer swiftly. What was worst of all was how he didn't even answer to the next four words that fell out of my mouth.
"I love you, Jake," The church door slammed in my face and I whimpered. I turned around the attorney who had a pitying look on his face. I looked at him, through streaming tears before asking what was vital.
"So...where does he live," I asked, my voice hoarse already.
"Forks, Washington," He told my monotonously. I watched him stupidly, waiting for him to tell me where he actually lived, but he never did.
"Where?"
This isn't as good as it should be but i had it all wrote out and my dad plugged out the computer by accident, so sorry!! Please review!!
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