Author's Note: I am sooo sorry it took so long to update. I've just crashed down with myself on this story and didn't know how to get past this one little part. And plus all the homework has been killing me. If you forgot what happened up to this part, please read back and you'll remember. ) Anyways please review and let me know that you're still reading. I will continue to write!!! Thank you!!! READ AND REVIEW!!!

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(Bella's POV)

I had a feeling that this proposal would be national wide. I just knew it. After the proposal last night everything went hectic. The press and media and well… lets say, just about everyone in the world came and started to take pictures and ask for gossip. Wow. It was worse than being a movie star. The people in the restaurant were pretty surprised that Edward, this being of perfection, was actually their crown prince. In awe, they practically fell to their knees. Edward gracefully commanded them to get up and just act if he wasn't the prince. And they tried. They obeyed. But he had a harder time trying to calm the reporters and photographers. He promised them to give them a full interview the next day. Which is TODAY.

I was in my room getting dressed by a million maids again. They were pretty much just fiasco. Overly excited. They already started calling me "Princess Bella" It was pretty annoying, and I practically had to beg them to stop calling me that. Anyways right now they're spraying perfuming all over me, brushing my hair, and putting on my make-up. I'm very impressed that everything they do seemed so hurried, but they were still serving me gently. Like they didn't just slab on make-up on my face and pull out my hair with the brush. It was fast, but comfortable? I can't really say comfortable, since I never feel that way when I'm being served. Well, I guess being the future princess… and queen and all of that, I should start getting used to it.

My clothes were elegant. I wore a mini coat dress over a white button-up shirt with the Burberry Plaid collar. Under it was black tights and a velvet Black boots. It was Burberry day. My hair was curled at the ends in all different directions bolding out the layers and making it look more voluminous. And my make up was much more mature. I was wearing simple lippink lipstick, with the usual eyeliner, and mascara. Not much foundation or powder, since my skin has already been perfected after so many facial treatments. I did have smoky eyes, which made me look skinnier and more sunken than usual, my eyes glowing. They said it'd make me look better on T.V. I guess I should listen. I had greenish hazel eyes today. It looked really good with my make-up, not to be a narcissist. Even though, I'm afraid I'll turn into one soon with all this praise.

Edward knocked on the door, and the maid that stood next to the door, quickly yet gracefully opened it. Edward stepped in wearing a casual button up white shirt, under a blazer with black pants. We matched and it was sweet. But why do guys always have such a simpler look? Yet sexy. Girls spend ages trying to perfect their looks that even in the end, sometimes it's not perfect.

"Bella." He gave me the up-down look grinning at the sight of me. "Nice…"

I rolled my eyes.

"You're looking like royalty already. Actually you've always looked like one. You're born like that!"

I laughed and shook my head. I looked at him again, as I was standing on a stool, letting the maids check me one more time. He was so looking up my legs. The dress was short. He looked back up at my eyes again, surprised. He's been looking at me funny these past few days. Even more than before. Like he's hungry… which doesn't scare me.

"What?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

He came up to me holding my body, and staring up at me. "You're just to beautiful for me to look at."

The maids went outside now, knowing that we needed some privacy.

"Oh, shut up. Every time I look at you, I feel like I'm about to pass out."

He growled a laugh, "And every time I look at you, even when I'm not looking actually, I feel intense hunger."

I grinned again, "Hunger for what?"

"Guess."

"My blood or my body."

"Haha… both."

"What's tempting you the most right now?"

"Your body."

I smiled, and jumped down, my arms wrapping around his neck. I moved closer to his ear.

"Want to do it? Now?" I said, and I kissed right under his ear.

He growled.

"Soon, my love. Soon."

The clock struck 11, and it was time to go. It's not going to be long, since the interview is only an hour. After that I'll go to lunch! With my lovely Edward.

We entered the guest living room, where it was specialized into treating guests and of course… the press and media. Edward still held on to my hand as the forty, fifty people turned their heads to look at us. They smiled admirably staring at us. Carlisle and Esme were already there, and I saw that Alice and Jasper was here too. Rosalie and Emmett aren't attending today. They had to attend a meeting this morning and still aren't back. Quickly, the director and hostess came up to us, bowing their heads in honor. The director was a chunky man, but not fat. He wore glasses, and a black business suit, and his name was Steven. The hostess had strawberry blond hair with tiny freckles on her cheeks. Her eyes were light blue, and she was pretty short. Even with heels. Nonetheless, she was dazzling. She looked to be about 24.

She looked at Edward, bewildered, "It is an honor to meet you up close, my prince! My name is Justina. Justina Wilcox."

She held out her hand to shake his hand. Edward smiled, holding his hand out after a long moment. Commoners were not supposed to hold out their hands to propose a handshake. In this country at least.

He held her hand for a brief second, and said, "We aren't supposed to shake hands with average citizens unless we propose it. But I didn't want to be rude."

Her eyes widened in innocence, "I'm so sorry, your Highness. I didn't know."

Yeah right. Even I knew. And I've only lived here for 2 months. She was so obviously just wanting an excuse to touch him. But I continued smiling. I was supposed to graceful. I couldn't help, but clench my teeth together behind my creased lips.

The woman looked at me, giving me the up-down look. The look that I dreaded, but had to withstand.

"And you, mademoiselle, must be the lucky girl."

I was a little angry that she called me mademoiselle. It wouldn't be long until she called me, your highness… if I were to ever see her again. She sounded polite, but it was still rude to call a prince's fiancée without her future title. But that's okay.

I smiled and stated simply, "Yes. I suppose I am lucky."

Her smile faded a little, as Edward held me closer to him, moving towards our seat. Edward chuckled almost inaudibly. It sucks to have every girl that I meet hating me. Maybe I won't make a good princess after all. I sat down next to Edward looking at my surroundings. Cameras. Lighting. Decorations. People. They were all waiting for us. To hear about our marriage. I smiled. It's all for us.

The hostess sat down next to us, and fixed her appearance and patted her dress. She held on to the microphone, smiling towards us and then the camera.

"Lights! Camera! Action!"

"Good day, citizens of Meyerland. We bring you here on a very special occasion that all of you have anxious to hear from our dear Prince Edward, and his mysterious yet beautiful girlfriend. Now lets hear from His Highness, Prince Edward, and his lovely girlfriend, Isabella Marie Swan."

The camera turned to us, and I smiled a little anxious, but not too much. I was used to being in front of flashing camera's from previous modeling, but… this time it's different. It's announcing Edward and my wedding. Nationwide.

"Good Day, Your Highness. It is such an honor to have you here, today. How are you doing this morning?"

"I'm good, thank you."

"And you my lovely lady?"

I answered smiling, "I'm good when he's good!"

She laughed and said, "Aw… my lady, that is so sweet!"

We laughed along, and the interview began. Just some simple basic information about us. The questions weren't hard to answer at all. I told them practically all the good things Edward wanted me to tell about and keep the sad and more touchy experiences to myself. There was no need to tell the world my entire life story. I told them that I came from Japan where my mother lived, but I was actually born in a small town in Forks. They asked me what I used to do for an occupation and I simply put that I was a model. And then after their attempt to ambush into my past, they continued on to Edward and my love story, since the world already knew about Edward's heritage and life. We told them pretty much everything… well without the vampire part of course. How Edward spotted me at the front gate, but didn't get the chance to talk to me. How he swept my feet off on a white horse saving me from a woman's most terrible fate in that dark alley. How we fell in love immediately and will be forever. We got a little carried away talking about our love story, and Alice had to signal us to shut up. Well we announced that we were going to get officially married early in May. Two months before my birthday. Carlisle and them wanted me to get used to being a vamp so I would be comfortable enough to be around people for my birthday. I wanted to be eighteen forever. Just like Edward. (In my story, Edward's 18) Well that was that, and the interview was safely over.

After the interview, Carlisle got a hell load of calls from leaders all over the world whom apparently have been watching the interview. The president of the United States, the Queen of England, The minister of Japan, the Crown Prince of Arabia, the president of North Korea, the dictator of Cuba, etc… all called into Carlisle's office. Of course he had 25 personal secretaries and the secretaries' assistants helping him answer his calls. It was pretty hectic. Carlisle could only talk to one at a time. Carlisle immediately gave the honorable task of planning the wedding to the three women: Esme the leader, Rosalie the secretary, and Alice the Creative Designer. Alice got the biggest job of course. A party wouldn't be a party without her. And when it comes to a grand wedding of the millennium, Alice is more than a necessity. Well me and Edward kind of slipped out, before Alice grabbed me to experiment with me, and well we had to leave that mess. Our heads were already spinning just at the thought of getting married. I still actually couldn't believe that I was going to Mrs. Masen Cullen soon. Ahh… I can't believe it!

We were inside Edward's room now. The room that I prefer to stay in rather than my dolled up room. As soon as the door closed, Edward picked me up and threw me on the bed. Before I could even giggle, he was on top of me staring in to my hazel green eyes with his delicious warm golden eyes. Smothering. He bent his head down more eyeing for my mouth and I wantingly moved my head up to receive his heavenly kiss. We couldn't stop. Our tongues moved as one. My hands roaming through his hair on its own will and his hand moving up my stomach. I opened my eyes and saw his eyes green again. He was tempted. I was tempted. I knew he might be out of control, but I couldn't stop. Not now. The mood was perfect.

Knock. Knock. Edward sat up quickly next to me running his hand through his hair trying to collect his conscience again. He breathed out and said, "Come in, Jasper."

The door opened and Jasper walked in. He had a sly grin on his face. He apparently felt what we were feeling.

"Man that whole atmosphere a second ago almost made me go wild."

Edward looked like he was going to blush, but of course he can't.

"Shut up. What do you need?"

"We're going out to lunch. At the city dining hall. Apparently we're going to eat lunch with the nobles. Oh, and Carlisle wants to speak with you Edward, if you wouldn't mind."

Edward nodded and hopped off the bed. He looked over at me. I was sitting up straight and my whole face was in awe. He smiled and gave me a peck on the lips.

"Sorry hon. I'll be right back. Meanwhile, my love, you'll need to go change in to more formal luncheon wear."

He called out, "Angela!…"

"Sh…! I'll go by myself Edward. I had to face 50 maids in my room this morning already. I think I can dress up by myself."

Edward laughed, "Okay. But you'll need help knowing what to wear won't you? I'll call for Alice."

"No it's fine. I have a good idea what I need already. Something fancy yet not too extravagant, and fitting for a Friday afternoon rendezvous. Right? I got it. Now go!! Don't call the maids!"

Edward laughed, "I'm going to make that your trademark quote, 'Don't call the Maids!'"

He chuckled lowly again. I smiled as he walked out in a flash. God he was in a hurry. I was in hurry too. I had this instinctual feeling in my body that moves by itself knowing that the sooner I'm done with what I need to do, the sooner I'll see Edward again. I blushed. Wow… I really am obsessed.

I quickly fled down the hall as fast as I could in my 3.5 inch heeled- boots, and slipped into my room. I quickly grabbed the closet controller and pointed it to the wardrobe door and pressed the open key. The wardrobe opened into another room full of clothes. I walked in looking around. Okay. What do I need? Something cute. I'll just pick a dress. Dresses are easy to pick. I won't have to worry about matching.

I heard the window opened, and a chilly breeze quickly flew into the warm room and the scent of pine trees filled the room. I turned around and walked out the closet to see what had happened. Maybe the window was unlocked and the wind just blew it opened? I turned my head towards the window and saw Jacob Black standing there staring at me. I glared at him.

"Jacob what are you…"

I couldn't finish and before I knew it, I was in his arms jumping out of the window 3 stories high. He fled through the garden and through a secret path leading somewhere into the woods.

"Let me down!" I banged my hands on his chest to catch his attention and after a few seconds, he finally realized that I was struggling. He stopped, and put me on the ground.

"What are you doing Jacob?"

I was furious. What does he think he's doing? Kidnapping me?

"I'm kidnapping you."

I was in awe.

"What the f…?"

"Bella, I didn't want to do this. And I'll give you one more time to think. You can either call off the wedding or I'll have to do it by force. You can choose me."

I looked at the ground and back at him.

"What in God's paradise are you thinking?" It was ridiculous.

"I've already told you that I don't love you like that! I never will!! Jacob! You're making things too complicated."

He sighed and shook his head, "No. You are." He paused, and I just didn't know what to say. All I know was that I wanted to go back to the palace in Edward's arms and heading out to lunch. But apparently this was not going to work. I have to stay calm. I have to talk Jacob out of this. I know he has no intentions of harming me, but still this is irrational.

I opened my mouth to talk, but he spoke first.

"Bella, please don't be mad at me. I'm doing this all for you. I love you. I can't let you marry a bloodsucker and let you turn into one. They'll take everything from you. Don't you understand that humans and vampires are not meant to be? You have me. What is it that I can't give that that Edward leech can? I have all that he has. And more. I love you infinitely more that he does. So why? Why can't you pick me?"

I was pissed, "Don't say infinite. That adjective can only describe the love between me and Edward. And why can't I be with a vampire? If I can't that I sure as heck can't be with a dog!" I could not believe I said that word. I saw him wince when I said that. My guilt did not ease my rage though. "Jacob. You WILL take me back to the castle. If you do, we can still be friends, but if you don't. I swear, that I will hate you and I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life. I mean it."

He took step towards me, "I know you love me."

"I don't. Not like that I don't."

"Don't lie. You were in love with me the first time I saw you at the bar. We were destined to be together. I'm putting such an effort into our future, but why can't you at least put a little into it? We could be happy! Why?"

I took a step back. He was emotionally wrecked. I've learned from Edward to never anger a werewolf. Especially a young one. I had to calm him down. I had to calm myself down first. I took a breath and looked him in the eye.

"Jacob. Listen to me."

He stopped and his wild eyes touched mine.

"I can't love you like that. And I'm sorry that you take me as that way. I really am. But from the beginning till now, I've never loved you like a man. I never did. But Jacob, you are important to me. You were the first friend I made in this country and I'm I grateful for it. I'm sorry. I love you… like a brother."

A tear rolled down my eye as one rolled down his. In a flash, I felt something hit the back of my head. Before I lost my conscience I managed to whimper, "Jacob… I'm sorry."

(Edward's POV)

I stormed into Alice's room, as she realized that Bella had disappeared from her vision. Bella's whole future with me was gone in a single moment. She panicked staring right at me. The only flaw in her future sight were the werewolves.

I'm so sorry, Edward.

The others quickly fled into my room.

Carlisle started, "What happened?"

I looked at him, "Bella's gone."

Esme's eyes widened, "Gone?"

I nodded, "Jacob took her. I can smell him from Bella's room all the way from here now."

Jasper, "We have to go track him down. It's not too late. We might not be able to see him through Alice, but we can still track him."

Carlisle looked at Esme and said, "Esme, we must cancel the luncheon. The six of us will start hunting him down. Follow up on us after you've finished, okay?"

She nodded and quickly left the room. We quickly ran into Bella's room to start the tracking. The smell of her room angered me. Just that damned smell of that dog irritates me and stings my nose. To think that he took away my Bella only added on to my rage.

Jasper,Calm down, Edward. We'll find her. And when we do, you can beat the shit out of that Jacob dog.

I nodded, and we fled the room.

Bella, I'm coming.

Author's Note: Thanks you guys for continuing to read this. Again, I'm not quite done with the story. After I finished the last chapter, it seemed like it would be the end, but it's not. This story is not quite over. There are still a lot of things on the loose here and there. And there is a going to be a sequel. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!! REVIEW FOR ME GUYS!!!! I reallyyy need it. Thank you again for your support. Visit my page for pictures. And ask questions if you have any!