Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the amazing mind of Meg Cabot.

Hey all of my fans so sorry for the extra long wait on this chapter. I have been super busy with school, these last couple of months. I hope I didn't lose any of you. Enjoy!

-Kia

Chapter Nine- Wedding Bells?

It's Saturday! The day of Jesse's wedding! The wedding is at noon and Paul is picking me up at ten. I do not know what I should wear. Do I wear something that will have Jesse rethinking his decision or do I be a good girl and wear the simple dress. As I was standing in front of the mirror my oldest brother, Jake, walked up behind me and said, "What are you doing?"

I jumped a little at his sudden appearance. "Just trying to decide on what to wear."

"You should defiantly wear this," he said as he grabbed the slightly revealing dress.

"Why is that?"

"So, Jesse can realize what a jerk he is being to you and himself. Not following his heart and listening to his 'good for nothing' father."

"Jake, it's okay, I have Paul."

"Sure, like I would ever allow that asshole to marry my little sister."

"Aww, Jake!" I said as I hugged him tight and started to tear.

"Come on, now, none of that, we have a wedding to stop."

"Okay, now get out, so I can get dressed."

"Sure thing, little sis," he said as he left the room and closed the door behind him.

I got ready and took forever. Paul had been waiting for thirty minutes before I went down the stairs. I made sure every detail was perfect. I wasn't pulling any short cuts today. I wanted to stop this wedding. I loved Jesse and he loved me. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, but first, Paul had to go. Jake met me in the hallway outside my room. He was dress in his Sunday best.

"What's the deal with Paul?"

"I'm going to break up with him as soon as I get downstairs."

"Couldn't it wait."

"Yes, but I want to show Jesse that I want him and only him and I won't settle for anyone else."

"You really love him, don't you?"

"Yes, I do," I said as I wrapped my arm into his. We then walked down the stairs arm in arm. As soon I was flat on the first floor Paul walked into the hallway from the living room.

"Finally, I was getting worried that you decided not to go today," he said not worried at all. I bet he was hoping I had changed my mind. Especially, after he saw what I was dressed in. "Come on, the carriage is out front, we don't want to be late," he said in a hurried and not happy tone, as if he cared we were late.

"No," I said lowly, like a whisper.

"No, what?" he asked with hope in his tone.

"No, I'm not going…"

"That's great, where do you want to go then, all dressed up?" he interrupted.

"Why don't you listen instead of cutting me off. What I was trying to say was that I'm not going with you. We're over," I said as I looked right into his eyes. He then grabbed my right arm and squeezed it really hard.

"What do you mean, we're over?" he asked as he squeezed harder.

Jake realized what he was doing and got closer to the two of us. He had given me some privacy, to break up with Paul.

"Exactly, what I said, now let go, your hurting me."

He squeezed harder as he said, "No one breaks up with Paul Slat…"

He didn't get to finish, because Jake had socked him right in the jaw really hard. He fell to the floor instantly. "Let's go or we will be late!" Jake said as he pulled me by me unhurt arm. We went out to the barn and grabbed Jake's horse. Jake picked me up onto the saddle then got on himself. Once on he said to me, "Hold on tight," as we galloped away. We raced to the church and got there in half an hour. The time was then 11:15 am, the wedding was in forty-five minutes. "Get going," Jale said as he put my feet down on the ground, "Go, find him."

"What about…"

"I got this, go!"

He didn't have to tell me twice, I ran to the church doors and threw them open. I didn't have to go far. Jesse was pacing in the Hallway just inside the doors.

I yelled his name and he turned his head. He looked me over and took in what I looked like, which was not me at all, plus I was panting from running.

"Susannah!" he said in a relieved tone as he walked towards me. He grabbed my hands in his, "I didn't think you would come."

"Here, I am."

"Yes, here you are," he said as he softly stroked my cheek with one of his hands. Then he realized what he was doing and let go of me and stepped back, "Where is Paul?"

"Probably still on my hallway floor recovering from Jake's sucker punch and my breaking up with him," I said as I took a step towards Jesse and looked into his eyes. When he looked up at me, I realized that what I said had sunk in.

"No, Susannah, I can't, this won't work."

"Yes, it will, Jesse and you know it, I love you!" He went to say something, but I put my finger on his mouth. "I want you and only you, If I can't have you then I don't want anyone." After I said this I let my finger fall and I walked the rest of the way into the church. I sat in the seats my family and I always sit at.

The chapel was still pretty empty. Jake would have found me easily, but I just wanted to make sure that he did, find me that is. Five minutes after I sat down, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder. "Didn't go well, did it?" Jake asked me. At that moment I realized that I was crying. I took the handkerchief her offered me and wiped my eyes. "We don't have to stay, you know. I'll take you wherever you want to go."

"No, I'm good. Thank you for the handkerchief, though."

"Your Welcome."

Then we just sat there until the ceremony started.

Right before the ceremony started, while Jesse was standing up next to Father Dominic, he started to look though the audience. Many people probably thought he was looking at all the people who came to support his union to Maria, but I knew better. He was searching for one person in particular and that one person was me. Our eyes connected for a moment, but then the ceremony started

The next thing I remember was Father Dominic asking, "Does anyone not wish these two to be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." When he said this everyone, I mean everyone looked right at me. I held my tongue. "Fine then," Father Dominic said with a sorrowful tone. I then wondered if Father Dominic knew the feelings Jesse and I shared for each other.

"I do," Maria said.

"Do you Hector de Silva take this women to be your lawfully wedded wife, though sickness and health as long as you both shall live?"

"I…" Jesse said as his eyes locked with mine once more.


What did everyone think? Please R&R! I'm any futher on the next chapter, but I think this storyonly has a chapter or two left so, yea.

-Kia