Tanya's POV
"There is no way you're going to marry her, Jake," I gave a warning to Jake.
"I don't have any other option. And for God's sake, what are you doing at my place at this time?" he asked in a panic, "Your brother will kill me if he finds out."
"He won't find out," I said, "But it's not the point of our concern. The point is, you can't marry Isabella Swan," I put my hand on his cheek, "You are not going to marry anyone but me. I love you, sweetheart." I said with tears in my eyes.
"I know, baby," he said, "But I can't help it. I tried to talk to my parents and they said that they'll cut off all ties with me if I call off this wedding. Charles Swan is a good friend of my dad and he said..."
"I don't care about what he said. I care about only you. I care about only us. " I said, angrily. "Don't you feel the same?"
"Baby, try to understand. If I call off the wedding, I'll lose everything. My family won't give me any support. And your brother isn't going to accept me anyway," he said, sounding like a person who had got no hope.
"You'll lose everything? Really, Jake?" I asked incredulously. "You will get me. Wouldn't that be enough for you?"
"You're the most important to me, darling," he said,and the sincerity in his eyes was evident of what he was saying,"But try to be realistic. What would be our future? Your brother won't let me live with a peace, that's..."
"You just don't worry about that," I said, as I wasn't worried about that at all, "Just answer my question. Do you love me?" I asked.
"Of course I do." He said.
"Then that's it." I smiled and began to dial the number.
"Who are you calling now?" he asked with a confusion.
"Edward." I replied.
"Are you mad?" he almost jumped in his place, "He'll kill me. And look at the time. It's 4 AM."
I just ignored his concerns. I knew what I was doing.
"Edward?" I said as he received the phone.
"Is everything okay?" he asked in a groggy voice.
"I want to marry, Jake. Please help us, bro. Please..." I said directly.
"I have already told you my decision, Tanya," he said in firm voice, "I don't want to hear about that fucker anymore."
"You don't care about my happiness?" I changed my expressions into a serious one, as if he were standing in front of me!
"Your happiness is all I care about." he answered.
"No, you don't." I snapped, "And why would you?" I knew it was time to use my trump card. I took a deep breath and said. "Why would you want to help me? After all, I'm your... step sister. Why would you care about me? I should have known this." I said and hung up the phone. I also switched off the phone.
I looked at Jake and confusion was written all over on his face.
"Job is done." I smirked, "Now he'll help us blindly. Now he'll do everything to prove that he can do anything for me."