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Chapter Eleven

*Lily's POV*

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. Of course it was the alcohol. It's always the alcohol...

After the boys decided to scare us last night, things got out of hand. Next thing you know I'm taking shot after shot, and I guess my human side decided to kick in telling me I've had enough in my bloodstream.

"Oh God," I groaned, lifting my head up from where it was resting against a pillow. I was in my bed, but it was just me. Ethan was nowhere to be seen. I could taste vomit in the back of my throat as I struggled to get up, each movement of my body feeling like I had been run over by a tractor trailer.

What the hell happened last night?

I looked to see the alarm clock read 6 : 2 4 A M in bright red digital lettering. I groaned, crawling out of the bed and making my way across the floor. The kids shouldn't be up for another hour. Ella always started the day at 7 AM on the dot and then Tyler around 8. However, they were with Aunt Bella and Uncle Edward's tonight.

Renesmee's wedding was tomorrow and somehow I managed to make myself into the biggest mess on the planet. Also- where the hell was Ethan?

I groaned, trudging across the floor and down the hall. As I followed the smell of breakfast food, I heard some rustling going on in the closet. I frowned, turning towards the junk closet where Grace and Masen store all their unless shit. Even though I was curious, I felt oddly repulsed by it…

Without hesitation, I opened the door wide open to find Hazel and Fred. The blonde haired vampire was locking lips with the ice cold Lexington twin.

"Busted," I said, causing the two to split apart.

"Lily!" Hazel squeaked. "We…We can explain."

"You realize children live in this house," I pointed out.

"They're not here," Fred retorted.

"They still live here," I grumbled, rubbing my temples. "And hey! You weren't even invited to the party– how'd you get here?"

"To be honest, I don't know," Fred said, looking around. Hazel shrugged as well at this.

"Agh," I said, shaking my head. "Look, just, beat it before the others find out."

"Oh, we already know," Masen announced dryly from behind. He looked at Hazel and Fred who then, without another word, ran at super vampire speed out my window and back to the main house.

"I can't wait for this whole thing to be over," Masen groaned, burying his face into the palms of his hands.

"I never expected that," I said, turning around to glance at the window.

"What? Fred and Hazel?" Masen questioned.

"Yeah," I answered, shrugging. "Always thought Vi, but hey- guess I was wrong."

"Anyway, how ya holding up bud?" Masen asked as the two of us began to make our way down the stairs.

"I've been better, but hanging in there," I said, chuckling. "And to think, we have more partying tomorrow night."

"True that," Masen said, smirking as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. I laughed, cringing at bit as I leant against him for support.

We kept walking until we found ourselves in the kitchen. Ethan was flipping blood substitute pancakes while Grace was making some scrambled eggs.

"Breakfast is looking good," I said, making our presence known.

"Lily!" Grace exclaimed. "How ya feeling?"

"I've been better," I teased, taking a seat at the kitchen table.

"This is for you," Ethan said, winking as he handed me a cup of coffee.

"Just what I needed," I said, grinning widely as let the aroma of the liquid flood my nostrils.

"And this," Masen added, taking out a flask and pouring some blood in there. I chuckled at my cousin as we all began to eat our breakfast.

"What a night," Grace commented as she took a seat beside Masen. "I haven't partied like that since high school."

"Seriously?" I remarked, taking a sip of my coffee.

"The downside to motherhood at such a young age," Grace said, shrugging. "I mean, of course I'd do it all again for Tyler and Ella, but…Sometimes I wonder what it would've been like living in Boston."

"True," Masen agreed, grasping Grace's hand. "I think about it sometimes. I probably would've made such a great stoner English major."

"Nah, you would've been philosophy," Grace teased, smirking at her husband as she intertwined her fingers with his. "Then again, we have an eternity to figure that part out."

"Yeah," Masen said, although their smiles faltered a bit. It's weird how forever turned into such a taboo around here. What once seemed like a world of endless possibilities and uncertainty, was now a cloud of darkness. I wasn't sure how I felt. I mean a lot of us were terrified of the what ifs.

I looked to Ethan. He gave me a small smile. We did have a lot of fun last night. I mean I was partying in college, even if a lot of it was spent going back and forth between home and constantly worrying about my family. However, when was I not?

"Mom! Dad!"

I blinked, watching as Tyler came barreling towards Grace and Masen. Ella followed close behind, waddling over while Aunt Bella and Uncle Ed walked behind the kids.

"There's my babies!" Grace cooed, scooping Ella into her arms while Tyler jumped full force at Masen.

"How was Grandma and Grandpa's?" Masen asked, ruffling Tyler's hair. "Did you guys have fun?"

"Yeah!" Tyler explained, taking a seat at the table. "Grandpa and I played on the piano, but then Grandma joined in and we all played chopsticks. After that we played Monopoly and Aunt Rosie and Uncle Emmy stopped by. It was fun until Grandpa and Uncle Emmy got into a fight, but it was fine because we then watched them wrestle. It was funny. Aunt Rosie and Grandma said it was just because they were trying to prove their masculinity."

"I leave you with my kids for one day and you're bashing it out with Uncle Em in front of them?" Masen remarked, looking up at Uncle Ed who frowned.

"In all fairness, Emmett started it," Uncle Edward said, causing Aunt Bella to roll her eyes.

I snorted and shook my head. "Leave it for my father to turn into a child when surrounded by children."

"Your dad adores the kids," Grace said warmly.

"It's sweet. Reminds me of when you were all little again," Aunt Bella chimed in bittersweetly. "We were always tossing you guys to Emmett. He'd have you guys running around outside on the island all day."

"Wait till you have kids," Uncle Edward said, shaking his head with a chuckle.

"Oh don't remind me," I said, even though I was laughing. "He's going to be such a good grandfather and my mom, oh boy. She's going to spoil them to no end."

"Just like she did with you," Masen teased, causing me to frown.

"Excuse me, I was her little double miracle! I deserved to be spoiled," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "That and I'm an orphan. I deserve the attention."

"Orphan?" Ella repeated, causing my blood to run cold the moment the word fell out of her tiny o shaped mouth.

"Like little Orphan Annie?" Tyler questioned, causing to look at me with perplexity. "In that musical we watched the other day?"

I swallowed hard, looking at Grace and Masen who seemed a bit taken back too. Not sure what to say.

"Baby, you know that Aunt Lily and Uncle Aidan's biological parents died," Grace explained sweetly. "Her biological father was Uncle Zach and Uncle Jackson's brother."

"Oh," Tyler said, looking at me curiously. "But…But I thought your real parents with Auntie Rosie and Uncle Emmy."

"They are," I explained to him gently. "They raised me since I was born, but my momma…She didn't give birth to me. That's it."

"But why did your parents die?" Tyler asked. Gee, the kid wasn't holding back the heavy questions today.

I think Masen sensed my uneasiness as he gently touched his son on the shoulder, "Bub, why don't we stop bothering Aunt Lily. These questions make her sad."

"Oh," Tyler said, his eyes widening with regret. "I'm sorry, Auntie Lily-"

"It's fine, buddy," I said, shaking my head. I then sighed. "My Daddy was killed by a very bad man and my Momma…She died right after I was born."

"I'm still sorry, Aunt Lily," Tyler continued.

"You're fine, baby. It's only natural to be curious," I said, smiling as I picked him up in my arms. Without wasting a second, I began to blow raspberries on his cheeks.

"Aunt Lily!" he whined playfully. Even though Tyler was getting older he was still in an innocent pure stage of life. He was about physical ten, which was the calm before the storm of that independence rebellion phase. I wish we could rewind the clock and go back to a time of when all he ever did was grab Auntie Lily's hair and watched Disney movies on repeat.

"What? You're never too old for your auntie to give you a kiss," I teased, holding him close.

However, I did feel some fear as my eye caught Grace and Masen. What would happen to Tyler and Ella if they lost their parents. I refused to believe that there was even a possibility of the boy in my arms going through what I did.

I think Uncle Edward and Masen could hear what I was thinking because they both grew solemn. Almost like two sides of a mirror the father and son simultaneously pulled their wives closer, pressing kisses to their foreheads.

I shook any negativity from my mind as I then continued to tickle and tease Tyler. Aunt Bella and Uncle Edward would stay for awhile longer. I found myself playing with Ella and Aunt Bella, allowing the little girl to throw us into a tea party for a little bit. Grace was stressing out with Elaine in the other room while Uncle Edward, Masen, and Ethan took Tyler to play a game of baseball outside. Of course Grace would only end up cracking and heading into the room where we were playing with Ella and scooping her up, despite the confused sounds coming from the little girl.

I ended up finding myself leaving the house for a bit, letting Masen and Grace have some alone time with their children. I suddenly found myself running to my parents for the day while Ethan ran an errand with Alice in picking up some last minute things for the wedding tomorrow. It was very rainy and dreary today, but Alice promised a sunny day for the wedding. I hoped so because I could use some more sunshine and maybe even more alcohol.

"You're not still hung over are you?" my mother questioned as I blinked, looking back at her. The two of us were sitting on the back porch. It was just us and my father who was tossing a football back and forth with Bo and Wes.

"No," I stated flatly.

"Your brother still is," My mother remarked. Even though she seemed displeased, I could sense the amusement in her voice. "He ended up calling your father and I late last night. We ending up helping Leah bring him, Seth, and Jen back to the Clearwater house."

"Leah barely helped. She was also pretty hammered," My dad said, coming over to join us. He chuckled. "Boy, I have never seen her like that. She kept yapping about some Casey…"

"Ex-flame," I explained, sinking into my chair. "But yeah, I mean we had fun. Isn't that what this weekend is about? Celebrating Renesmee and Jake and having a wee bit of fun."

"Did you just say a wee bit of fun?" My mother questioned, nose scrunching up.

"What are you? From the Irish coven?" Dad joked.

"No. I've just been watching a lot of Irish and British television with Ethan," I explained, shaking my head. "He likes that stuff. Reminds him of his parents."

"Well I'm sure Aidan was apart of the Irish coven last night considering the amount he drank last night," my mother remarked.

"Anyway, what's bothering ya sweet pea?" My dad then asked, cutting to the chase.

"What makes you think something is bothering me?" I questioned.

"Baby, it's written all over your face," Mom said, taking both of my hands. "You're our daughter. We know when you're internally debating about it, and your Uncle Edward might've mentioned about the kids comment today…About Gwen and Matt."

"Oh. Yeah…That," I said, shaking my head. I bit my lip and shrugged. "I don't know. I've just been thinking about the future right now and…I want a lot with Ethan. I want so much with him and I'm going to have to fight for it all."

"Sadly that's life," My mom said softly. She then gave me a gentle grin. "Everything is a fight. Look at me. After what I went through, I never thought I could get the life I dreamed about. However, I met your father, then you and Aidan, and well…Somehow I made it out alright."

Dad smiled at this, squeezing mom's hand. I smiled at the two of them, but before I could speak the sliding glass door behind us opened. Out popped Aidan, wearing a pair of sunglasses and with a cup of coffee in his hands.

"I'm just dropping by to tell everyone I'm alive," Aidan explained, taking a seat at the table with the rest of us. He then turned to me and nodded his head. "What about you, Lils. Dead on the inside or what?"

"I'm doing better than you, that's for sure," I teased, causing him to shrug as he leant against his chair. "Anyway what did I miss? Heavy talk or something?"

"You could say that," I said, looking towards my parents.

"Hey, this is going to go for the both of you," My dad said, settling himself in the chair. His elbow resting against the surface as he wagged a finger. "I know things are glum and that's all anyone around here talks about, but keep to the damn positives. Plan for those futures. I want grandbabies. I want to see you two thrive. Don't late some damn Volturi ruin our dreams. We've come this far."

"Amen to that," Aidan remarked, crossing his arms over his chest while I nodded in agreement.

"Hey, there you guys are," Jen said, coming out the backdoor. Ethan right behind her. "We've been looking for y'all."

"Might as well join. You two are eventually going to be in-laws," My dad remarked before looking back to where Wes and Bo were tossing the football to each other.

Ethan and Jen both blushed at this while my mother just shook her head. "Oh, just come join us. We're just watching Emmett get beat by Wes and Bo, isn't that right boys?"

"Right!" they both exclaimed, saluting my mother before narrowing in on my father.

"Aide, you should join," I teased.

"Not unless you want to see your brother vomit," Aidan stated, causing Jen to chuckle as she climbed onto his lap. Meanwhile Ethan clung to my side, the family smiling and laughing as we watched my father play with the boys.

Tomorrow was the wedding. Time to think of the positives. However, that wouldn't last long because I would only be visited by a certain ghost later that night….

*Renesmee's POV*

Something about this scene felt way too familiar to me. I was seated on the porch of the cottage in one of the white rocking chairs my parents got remodeled after the ones on our islands. Just being in one of them made me feel safe and relaxed, especially being in Forks and looking up at the starry Washington sky.

Suddenly I wasn't an adult anymore. I was a kid again sitting on the porch after spending the afternoon finding seashells with Jacob at LaPush, playing tea party with Lily, hide n' seek with Aidan and Masen, while reading Lizzy a bedtime story. Those memories should be technically happening right now. I was eleven after all…

I took a deep breathe and sighed. I couldn't wait for tomorrow though, even if somehow Jacob and I were about to take part of some monumental wedding ceremony for supernaturals all alike, I was just happy to be marrying my best friend. Solidifying our bond for life. I knew I loved him and I knew I never wanted to part with him…This just made everything between us something more powerful. I couldn't necessarily explain it…

"Early wedding nerves?"

I look to my side to see my mother leaning against the cottage front door.

"In a way," I said, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I understand," My mom replied, slowly walking over to take a seat in the rocking chair beside me. "Then again, for me it was a piece of paper. I never really thought much of marriage. The only thing I wanted over anything was a life with your father. To be immortal with him."

"I guess you can say I feel the same," I said, shrugging. I wrapped my arms around my body and sighed. "I just can't believe it…All the work that went into this despite everything going on and tomorrow, we're all just going to pretend we're normal humans and watch Jake and I marry…The concept is just so bizarre to me."

"Well we have to for the sake of some human guests. Renee, Ellie, your college friends, and your high school friends," Mom explained. "But it's going to be a big wedding. I think everyone's going to stick with their groups if you know what I'm saying."

"I gotcha," I said, shaking my head. I sighed, looking up at the night sky.

"Tomorrow is going to be one of the best days of your life," Mom told me, smiling fondly. "You'll see."

"Thanks, Momma," I whispered. I then smiled back at my mother as she took my hand in hers.

"Seems like yesterday you were my little nudger," she mentioned, cupping my cheek now. "Always following close behind. Always needing me…"

"Momma, you know I'm always going to need you and I'm still your little nudger," I reminded her. "Just because I'm marrying Jacob doesn't mean everything is changing…"

"I know baby. I know," My mother replied, running a hand through my hair.

"Jake's always been in my life. Just like how you and Daddy are still going to be in my life," I continued.

"I know. Sometimes I just need the reminder," Mom said, sighing. "However, things are going to change. They always do, the world wouldn't be the world without a little change even for frozen immortal creatures like us."

"True," I agreed, chuckling.

Mom chuckled too before quieting a bit. "I just want you to know that whatever happens, whatever adventure or wherever life takes you next, I'm going to be with you, baby. I love you more than my own life and I only want what's best for you and I know Jacob will give that to you."

"You're gonna make me cry, Momma," I whispered, ramming myself into her for a hug. She held me tightly to her as the two of us cried, well she dry cried, but you get the point.

"I thought this was supposed to be a happy occasion." I look up from my mother's shoulder to see my father leaning against the doorway. "Does someone have second thoughts? Because if you want, we could get you out of here faster than Aunt Alice's Porsche."

"No, more so tears of joy," Mom said, wiping them from my eyes.

"Well good," Dad said, nodding his head. He then sighed, walking over. "Jacob Black is about to marry my little girl tomorrow…I don't think I ever saw this coming, that's for sure."

"After everything we've been through, I think this is a good turn out," Mom mentioned, running a hand through my hair.

"So I take it you guys one hundred percent are okay with me marrying Jacob now?" I joked, looking back at my two parents.

"Baby, we've always loved Jacob and how he loves you," My mom said. She bit her lip. "Of course there were past set backs."

"Yeah," my father chimed in dryly.

"But when we found out Jake imprinted on you, it was something I had to accept as a possibility," Mom continued. "And to be honest, I couldn't think of anyone better for you to marry, Renesmee."

"Well, I still don't think anyone's good enough to marry you, angel," Daddy remarked, causing me to frown at him. "However, Jacob comes pretty close and well, after seeing that boy risk his life for you…How could I not care for that silly mutt."

I just shook my head as my father came over and placed his hands on my mother's shoulders. "I don't think I've ever seen Jake love someone the way he loves you," Mom added. "That boy would stop heaven and earth for you."

I smiled, leaning against the chair and looking up at the stars. A small yawn escaping my lips as I crossed my arms over my chest sleepily.

"Speaking of, I think it's time for someone to get their beauty sleep," Mom teased. "You'll need a full eight hours if you're going to be dealing with your Aunt Alice tomorrow."

"Your mother's right," Dad added, chuckling.

"Carry me?" I asked, batting my eyes like a little girl again.

"Renesmee," My mother chided with a chuckle.

"Oh you know my weakness," My dad said, shaking his head as he picked me up in his arms. I then curled into him with my mother close behind. The two of them bringing me into my bedroom like I was a little girl again.

That night the butterflies were swirling in my stomach. It was hard for me to sleep, not going to lie. However, the recording of my lullaby on my old childhood CD player soothed me to sleep and soon dreams of me walking down the aisle to Jacob danced in my head.

My last night as Renesmee Carlie Cullen…

By this time tomorrow I would officially be Renesmee Carlie Cullen Black, and I couldn't wait.

A/N: Ahhhh the wedding is up next! Hope you all enjoyed and keep a look out for the next chapter!