Emily came in a few minutes later. She didn't say anything. Instead she sat down next to me, rubbed my back, and watched me cry. I had just ended the one thing that meant the most to me. I hadn't realized it before, but I wanted this wedding. I wanted it more than anything I had ever wanted in my life. I was so ready to be married and to start a family with Jacob, but I had never seen him like that. He had never yelled at me like that, and it scared me. I knew what happened to Emily when Sam got mad at her. What if Jacob did the same thing to me? I would never forgive him. That's why I called off the wedding. I couldn't handle his angry side.

"Are you sure you want this?" Emily asked.

I nodded. "I'm so scared. What if he does the same thing to me that Sam did to you?"
"Jacob has more self-control than Sam does. I hope you know that. He was just angry; it was my fault. I thought it would be funny. I had no idea that they would come and see them."

"It's not your fault," I sniffled. "It is Jacob's fault, and will always be Jacob's fault. The way he grabbed me; it was so scary."

"He was just angry," she reminded me. "I told you, it was my fault."
"No it's not," I fought. "It was Jacob's fault. He didn't let me have my freedom. I knew he would do something like this and make a scene."

"But it doesn't matter now, right?" she asked.

"No, it doesn't."

"You can't call off the wedding," she whispered. "You still love him."

"He hurt me," I replied. "I wouldn't be surprised if I have bruises from where he grabbed me."
"Bruises?" she asked. "Let me see."

I pulled up the sleeves on my shirt, and it was red where he grabbed me.

"He was just angry."
"He looked like he was going to explode," I fought. "It was the scariest moment of my life."

"I'm sorry you had to see that. He gets angry sometimes, especially when someone he loves is doing something he doesn't like."

"Well, it's not his place," I wiped away a tear.

Before I knew it, there was a knock on my door. Emily got up and opened it. There stood Jacob, leaning against the doorframe, with a distressed look on his face.

"I'll just leave you two alone." Emily slipped past Jacob and walked out. I wanted to beg for her to stay.

Jacob didn't dare come any closer. He knew that if he did, I would yell or start crying, or both. I didn't want him anywhere near me.

"Jenica," he whispered.

"What?" I growled.

"I'm sorry."
"Yeah, you should be."
He looked surprised, but shook it off quickly. "It wasn't right of me to yell at you like that."
"Well, it doesn't matter anyways." I turned away from him. "The wedding's off."

"Jenica, we've done so much for each other," he whispered. "You can't just leave the first time we have a fight."

"This wasn't just any fight," I whispered. "You got physical. I'm not going to set myself up in a death trap."

"I shouldn't have gotten physical," he whispered back. "It was wrong of me, and I'm sorry."

"I need time to think," I replied.

"We can't do this Jenica." He started coming closer. "The wedding's tomorrow."

I looked at him. "Please keep your distance."

He stopped coming closer. "Jenica, can we please just work this out? I love you."

"Jacob, you have to understand that that was the scariest moment of my life," I explained. "You can't be acting like that."
"I know I can't, and I'll work on controlling my anger for you."
"But you can't just tell me that," I replied. "I have to see it."

"And you will see it," he promised. "Just marry me and you'll see it."

"Jacob, I can't marry you if there are going to be problems like this," I whispered. "I can't end up like my mom and dad."
"Is that what this is about?" he asked. "Are you trying to put off the wedding just because you're afraid?"

"It's not just because of that," I lied.

But it was the reason I got so upset. If there was even the slightest reason to call off the wedding, I would use it. I could forgive Jacob for what he did, but I was so scared of the wedding that it was the reason I was upset.

"Yes it is," Jacob replied. "Jenica, I know when you're lying to me."

"I'm not lying!" I lied again.

"You are. Please don't lie to me."
"Why would I lie to you?"

"Because you're so scared of the wedding, you'd do anything to call it off."
He caught me.

"Well…"

"Jenica," he warned.

I sighed. "Okay, it is."

He started coming closer. "Jenica, you don't have to be scared of the wedding. We're going to be together forever. Isn't that what you wanted?"
"Of course it is," I replied. "I just don't want us to get a divorce."
"We won't ever get a divorce," he promised me. "We'll work things out, like we are now."

"Okay." I nodded.

"Good. Now is the wedding on or off?"

I smiled. "It's on."

He leaned down and kissed me. "Good. Let's go downstairs and tell everyone."

He took my head and led me downstairs. Everyone was down there, silent, waiting for our arrival.

"The wedding's back on," I whispered.

Everyone cheered. Even though I was scared, I would get through this. Jacob and I would get through this together.

People staid for another hour or so. I said goodbye to everyone with kisses and hugs and thanks. I went straight up to bed afterwards and to sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day.

I woke up the next morning to Amy shaking me. It was nine thirty, and we had a hair appointment at ten. Quickly, I got into my right undergarments and into a sweat suit. Emily, Amy, and I went down to the hair salon and met Rachel, Rebecca, Alice, Rosalie, and Bella. When we got in. everyone was there. We were all getting our hair and nails done.

My hair was done in a way that's hard to explain. It was in a ponytail, but curled, and put into a half bun. It was so beautiful, and then my veil was put in.

My nails were done a light pink color to match my dress. It was a soft color, and I liked it very much.

We went back to Emily's house so we could all get dressed. The limo was coming at a quarter to eleven to pick us up and bring us to the church. We had to get there before the rest of the boys, who would arrive at eleven thirty.

It was actually a beautiful day, and there was no rain. It was a great day to get married, and God was showing all the signs that this marriage would last.

We got dressed rather quickly, and waited around the house. Valley and Claire's dresses were adorable, and all the girls looked amazing. When everyone saw me dressed, they were amazed. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, and even I was amazed. Not to sound cocky, but I looked beautiful. I couldn't believe myself.

I couldn't sit down, for it would ruin my dress. Emily made me stand up. I could only sit in the church and in the limo.
Eventually, the limo came and we rode of to the church. I was so nervous that I thought my guts would burst. I couldn't believe it; it was my wedding day. I was getting married to the love of my life.