CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Jacob E. Black's Point Of View... Tuesday June 15th 2010

Three days later Miley and I were nervously driving into Cincinatti to get married. Dolly, her gandmothers and half of Tennessee had said they all wanted to be there to see their little girl get married, so I'm not sure how, but the women had all managed to plan the wedding in the three days it took us to get there, and my Dad, sisters and the rest of the pack was even in town as well. SO all Miley and I had to do was show up and repeat after the priest. I guess Miley's family figured it would be better to help with the wedding and be there to support her instead of disaproving and not having her in their lives. That was her ultimatum, either give their blessing or she'd stay away until they did. Whisper was sitting in the back seat with his paws up on the door and watching everything outside the car with excitement. I always imagined Miley and I would have a September wedding, the 14th - the aniversary of the day we met - but I wasn't going to argue with getting to call her my wife three months early, especially after what I did and how I almost lost her.

"What did Grandma say the name of the hotel was?" Miley asked, looking around at everything and then back at her Sat-Nav that was telling her to turn left at next opening.

"Conrad Jupiters." I replied, looking at all the buildings we were passing to see if any of them was it. (AN: Anyone who can tell me where the real Jupiters is gets ten points - it's actually not Conrad Jupiters anymore, just Jupiters.)

"Shut up, you stupid thing, I know I have to turn left." Miley snapped at the little device that kept ordering in a robotic female voice.

"You don't have to do this, Miles." I said quietly, I still hadn't figured out why she wanted to get married so quickly after I confessed to what I did. I think it was either to have sex and maybe that would make me sleeping with the other girl not matter, she wanted to make sure that other girl knew I was well and truly taken, to tell her family that we were going to be together forver, or she had completely lost her mind and wanted to marry me for no other reason than to marry me.

"I know I don't have to, I want to, Jacob." Miley replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. I love you."

"I love you too, Miley." I sighed as we got closer and closer to the hotel. This time tomorrow we'd be married and even though I love her more than anything I wasn't sure why she was doing it. "More than anything."

"I think we're here." Miley anounced ten minutes later, pulling into a parking space outside the hotel we were looking for and Whisper barked happily.

MACOB

Jacob E. Black's Point Of View... Sorry about not putting the trip in, I'm not good with American geography considering I'm Australian and I don't know what I would have writeen for three days worth of drivimg.

"Miley, please don't do this?" I could hear her in a room with her Godmother, grandmothers, Aunts and older female cousins and they were trying to talk her out of the wedding. "You have your whole life ahead of you, don't waste it on a boy who only wants your body."

"Jacob is the man I love and want to spend the rest of my life with, he is my life." Miley insisted and I sighed, leaning back against the door seperating us. "And he doesn't love me just for my body, he loves me for who I am, and I'm the one that wants to have sex more, not him."

"Miley, you're a sixteen-year-old girl, you don't if what you're feeling is true love yet." Ruthie Stewart was trying to convince and I heard Miley growl lowly so they probably couldn't hear. "What happens in a couple of years when you realize that Jacob isn't 'the one'? what will you do? Divorce him? You know your parents didn't believe in divorce."

"I also know that my parents were going to get divorced before I was born." Miley snapped and I know it hurt her to bring that up, in her eyes her parents alway had the best marriage. "I'm in love with Jacob and I'm sorry I can't explain it any better, but he's the only one I could ever love, it's just in my nature, it's who I am."

"Who you are is a sweet little girl who is being pulled down a destructive path of running away, skipping school, sex and who knows what else by a cute boy with a nice smile." One of her aunts said and I winced, Miley had never taken kindly to people dissing our relationship.

"I'm not a little girl anymore, I haven't been for a long time and I did what I did because I wanted to, Jacob had nothing to do with influencing any of that, and he's more than a 'cute boy with a nice smile'. He was there for me after Daddy and Jackson died, he didn't run away or leave me when I cried, he didn't ship me off to live somewhere else every time I shut myself away." Miley was shouting now and even without being there I could tell her family was shocked. "Jacob was there for me when I thought I was alone, he was there for me on then anniversay of Momma's death, he was there for me every time I tried to lock myself away and alienate people. Jacob has been there for me for the last nine months when everyone else wasn't. Jacob loved me even when I hated everyone. Jacob made me want write music and sing again." Her voice got quiter and I could hear her moving towards the door so I quickly moved away from it. "Jacob was there for me everyon else wasn't." She repeated before opening the door and I caught a glimpes of her stunned family before she closed it behind her again.

"I'm sorry." I murmured, holding her closely when she stepped into my arms. I knew she hated fighting with her family and I hated myself for being the cause of it.

"Why can't they just be happy for us?" Miley whispered, sinking onto the floor with me still wrapped around her. "I just want to marry you and live happily ever after, why can't they let us do that in peace?" I held her head to my chest and stroked her hair softly. "I just want to marry you and make love with you." I sighed again, more and more the last three days I just kept thinking that Miley's sudden need to get married right now was so we could sleep together and then it would somehow erase me sleeping with that other girl.

"I don't want you to fight with your family for me." I said quietly, running my fingers through her hair and undoing the slight tangles in the soft tresses.

"I don't want to lose you because my family can't accept our love." Miley retorted, wrapping her arms around me lightly. "I almost lost you so many times and I can't survive if I do."

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" I asked and I could feel her smile against my chest.

"I've been ready for months." She said, curling into me a little and holding one arm out for Whisper when he padded over to us, he slowly climbed into our laps and snuggled into our bodies, whining in aproval when Miley scratched his ears lightly and then cuddled him. "What about you? Any cold feet?"

"Toasty warm!" I assured, resting my head on top of hers and just sitting there until I felt her breathing even out and her heartbeat settle down and I realized she was sleeping. "Come on, Whisper, let's get our Angel to bed." I whispered so as to not wake her and Whisper slipped out of our arms. I picked Miley up and carried her over to the bed, setting her down and stroking her hair away from her peaceful face. Unfortunately the peacefullness didn't last long because her lips formed a small frown and her grip in me tightened so I wouldn't let go, not that I wanted to.

"Don't leave me?" Miley whimpered in her sleep, moving to fit with my body as I lay down next to her and Whisper curled up on her other side. "Please?... I love you more... Not her..." Oh, God... She was begging me not to leave her for the other girl in her sleep. How could I have done this to her? I despise myself for getting drunk that night and giving away what was rightfully hers.

"I'm not going anywhere." I promised, closing my eyes and hoping the tears wouldn't start again, I didn't want Miley to be upset if I had red eyes on our wedding day. "I'll never leave you, Miley, never again, and nothing and no-one can ever make me be apart from you, ever."

MACOB

Jacob E. Black's Point Of View

When I woke up this morning both Miley and Whisper were missing and I felt alone, but when I looked at the clock I knew why; it was already ten o'clock and she was probably getting ready for the wedding. In just a few short hours Miley and I would be husband and wife... That is of course unless she came to her senses and realizes that she hates my guts and and doesn't want to be in the same country as me let alone marry me.

"Okay, son, this is the part where the father tells his son what it's going to be like to be married for the rest of his life." Dad and I were sitting in the hotel room waiting for the rest of the guys to get ready before I would be forced into a tux.

"I love her, Dad." I said without even looking up from my hands in front of me.

"I know." Dad agreed simply and I glance up at him. "That's why I'm not going to give the speech. I'm just going to tell you congratulations and don't get her knocked up right away, she's only sixteen and married or not, that's too young for kids."

"We're not having kids for, like, five years at least, I want Miley to enjoy her teenage years whilst she's still a teenager." I assured with a small smile and Dad nodded.

"I look like a dweeb!" Brady anounced when he came out of the bathroom in his tux, frowning and looking down at the black and white monkey suite he was in. Oh, man, I'd have to wear one of those. And I doubt I'd look any less dorky.

"You look real handsome." A sweet Angelic voice denied and I turned to see Miley standing there in a simple white dress (AN: the one from Miley Cyrus' White Horse photo shoot, just google it).

"You know, it's unlucky for the groom to see the bride before the wedding." Dad spoke up and I frowned, I didn't want her to leave.

"Luck has nothing to do with love." Miley shrugged, coming over and sitting on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. "But, since we're on the subject, I have something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue."

"Hmmm... What's that?" I asked, nuzzling into her neck and smiling at the familiar intoxicating scent mixed with the fruity perfume she was wearing.

"My necklace used to be Moms and Grandma's before her and great-grandma's her and it goes back for, like, ten generations, so that's old" Miley said, playing with the heart pendant around her neck - and she was still wearing the key to my heart. "The dress is new, my cousin Amy picked it out." I made a note to thank Miley's cousin Amy for choosing such a perfect dress. It was a simple white dress with a deep neckline, it looked ellegant and simple at the same time. "The earings are borrowed from Mam'aw." They were dangling diamond earings that I'm sure had also been in the family for generations. "And you'll have to wait to find out what's blue." She whispered in my ear and I felt shivers run down my spine in excitement; we were going to make love tonight.

"I am so making you pay for making me look like this, Dude." Quil threatened, coming in from one of the connecting rooms in an identical tuxedo to Brady.

"I don't see what guys have against tuxedo's, they look nice." Miley said, forwning a little at the complaints.

"They feel dorky and posh and crap and I feel like I should be speaking with an English accent and drinking tea." Quil explained as if it were obvious and Miley rolled her eyes at him.

"Well, when you and Claire get married you can wear whatever she wants you to." She said and QUil looked confused.

"Huh? Why can't I wear what I want?"

"You poor, stupid boy." Miley shook her head before resting it on my shoulder. "Everyone knows all the groom has to do is wear what he's told, show up at the right place and say 'I do' at the right time." She lifted her head and faced me. "Speaking of which, Mam'aw says Uncle Bobby is going to drive you to the church with Father Ryan at one." I nodded and glanced over to closet I knew my tux was hanging, just waiting to make me look dorky in front of Miley. "He's the one that married my parents and baptized me and Jackson." (AN: yes I know Miley is a Christian, but I'm Catholic and this is my story, so in this she's Catholic.)

"You're turn, Jake!" Jayden came of the other room as well in an identical suite and I gulped, looking at the closet. It's not that I didn't want to marry Miley, but her whole family was here and they were all just waiting for me to screw up so they'd have a reason to keep us apart. Everything about me had to be absolutely perfect today or they'd try and stop this and Miley might come to her senses and leave me. And I'm not a perfect kind of person, I just fell in love with perfection.

"I love you!" Miley kissed me quickly on th elips and I barely had time to respond before she pulled away. "I'll see you at the church." She kissed me again, deeper and longer, before pulling away and dancing out of the room, back to her side of the door. How the Hell had Miley's family managed to plan an entire wedding in three days?

MACOB

Jacob E. Black's Point Of View

I felt weird standing at the alter of the church. I was wearing and all black tuxedo including a black shirt and I felt like I should be at a funeral instead of a wedding, black is generally for sorrow and I felt anything but sorrow as I waited for the proceedings to... Proceed. Quil was my Best Man and Jayden and Embry were behind him as Groomsmen. Father Ryan was right next to me with his Bible and looking all... Priestly and I felt disgusted with myself. I was standing next to a man of God who preached abstinence before marriage and I had had sex with a girl I didn't even know just a week ago.

What felt like hours later when I was getting impatient and twitchy the music started and everyone in the church faced the big double doors at the end. A girl a few years older than Miley and I was the first come through, followed by Bella and then a girl who looked earilly identical to Miley. Like, seriously identical. It sent shivers down my spine, but not in a good way, I got bad vibe from her, like she was the evil twin or something. And I could tell she'd rather be anwhere but here as she took her place at the Maid Of Honors spot... She must be Luanne... Miley musn't have had anything to do with the planning either if Luanne was the Maid Of Honor.

After Luanne was in place and looking at me weirdly so I felt even more uncomfortable, two little boys in all white who looked barely older than 18 months old came stumbling down the isle with the rings followed by a little girl in pink with pig tails throwing red and white rose petals. Seriously, how did they plan all of this in three days? Especially when I'm pretty sure they spent the first two and a half days looking ways to convince Miley out of it. And how did they get everyone here on such short notice? Then the traditional bridal march started playing on the organ in corner and all other thoughts left my Mind when Miley appeared in the doorway with her Uncle Bobby.

She looked absolutely stunning, her hair was in a half up-half down thing with little tendrils of chestnut framing her face perfectly. Her hazel-brown-gold eyes were assentuated by the gold dusting of glitter around her orbs. There was a little crown of white flowers in her hair. Her cheeks were a sort of bronze-y/natural color, her lips were a soft pink and her upper chest area had glitter lightly on it as well. The white dress may have covered her long, lucious legs, but I could tell the white high heels she was wearing would only assentuate them even more.

Miley is absolutely the most stunning being I had ever laid my eyes on!

When Miley and her Uncle Bobby reached the alter he kissed her on the cheek and stepped away, looking at her like a proud father. I knew I was smiling goofily like an idiot, but I really couldn't care less about how I looked when Miley was right here and looking so amazing right before we were about the get married. Miley took a deep breath and looked up at me through her long lashes, smiling shyly and biting her bottom lip. She looked so innocent and pure standing there like that my heart thumped in my chest at the sight of her.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony." Father Ryan began, gesturing at Miley and I and I smiled at her the whole time, unable to stop looking like a goofy idiot. "Which is an honourable estate, instituted of God, signifying unto us the mystical union that is betwixt Christ and his Church." He read from his Bible, "which holy estate Christ adorned and beautified with his presence and first miracle that he wrought in Cana of Galilee, and is commended of Saint Paul to be honourable among all men." I wasn't an honourable man, I had had sex before marriage, with a girl I don't love because I was drunk and depressed. "And therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly; but reverently, discreetly, advisedly, soberly, and in the fear of God." I was more sure of my love for Miley and this marriage than I had ever been sure of anything else in my whole life. "Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter forever hold his peace." I knew more than one member of Miley's family wanted to speak now, but her happiness was more important I guess and being in her life, they'd rather be here for her wedding than have her run off and elope.

"I require and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it. For be ye well assured, that if any persons are joined together other than as God's Word doth allow, their marriage is not lawful." Guilt flooded through me, did sleeping with the other girl mean our marriage wouldn't be lawful in Gods eyes? I love her, more than anything. I hope to God that he knows that. Father Ryan turned to adress me then. "Jacob, wilt thou have this Woman to thy wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?"

"I do!" I said confidently, grinning at Miley.

"We're Catholic, you say 'I will'." Miley whispered to me so nobody else without supernatural hearing could hear.

"I will!" I corrected just as surely, blushing light pink at my mistake at our wedding. Then Father Ryan turned to Miley and she reluctantly tore her eyes away from me.

"Miley, wilt thou have this Man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?" Father Ryan asked of the woman I love who he had know since her infancy.

"I will!" Miley nodded, smiling back at me and blushing light pink that only made her look more gorgeous.

"Who giveth this woman to be married to this man?" Father Ryan asked, looking out at Miley's family and they all looked at each other, debating who got the honours.

"On behalf of her parents, I do." Bobby announced, standing up and Miley's already sparkling eyes looked ready to flood over with tears. Father Ryan then told me to take Miley's right hand with mine and I did so.

"Now repeat after me, son." He commanded and I nodded. "I, Jacob."

"I, Jacob." I mimicked, looking directly into Miley's hypnotizing, tear-sparkling eyes.

"Take thee, Miley, to be my wedded wife."

"Take thee, Miley, to be my wedded wife."

"To have and to hold from this day forward." I repeated, not even glancing away from my Angel. God must have had perfection in mind when he created her, because nothing he did after her would ever be as good. "For better for worse, for richer for poorer." Worse... I'm pretty sure the worst was behind us after I killed a guy for perving on her and cheating on her with some girl I don't remember and didn't want to. "In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish." I would cherish every second I could spend in Miley's Angelic presence. "Till death do us part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth." I don't know what that last part meant other than that I love Miley until death, but not even death could stop how I feel about her, you hear about Romeo and Juliet and all those historical romances that live on centuries and they never stop loving each other, well that's how I love Miley, for eternity and beyond.

"Now, Miley, take Jacob's right hand in your own right hand and repeat after me." Father Ryan instructed and our hands barely moved as I let go of her hand and she took mine the same way. "I , Miley, take thee, Jacob."

"I, Miley, take thee, Jacob." Miley repeated, looking directly into my eyes and I couldn't help but grin at her.

"To be my wedded husband." Miley recited perfectly after him. "To have and to hold from this day forward." Her voice was musical and a little shaky from trying to hold back the tears, but I think I'm the only one who noticed as it rang loud and clear through the small church. "For better for worse, for richer for poorer... In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish... Till death do us part, according to God's holy ordinance; and therto I give thee my troth."

Then Father Ryan asked the two little ring bearers to bring us the rings and they stumbled forward. Miley smiled down at them sweetly and bent down to kiss one of their cheeks and ruffle the others hair. I have to admit they were kinda adorable what with being identical and in their tiny little suites. What was with this family and all the identical-ness? Her father and his twin, her and her evil cousin, these little guys.

"Bless, oh, Lord, this ring, that he who gives it and she who wears it may abide in thy peace, and continue in they favour, unto their life's end; through Jesus Christ and our Lord. Amen." Father Ryan blessed Miley's ring before handing it to me and telling me to put it on her finger and repeat after him. "With this ring I thee wed: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen."

"With this ring I thee wed: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen." I said obediently, feeling my heart do sommersaults in my chest at the thought that we were almost married. Then the priest blessed the second ring and instructed Miley to put it on my finger and repeat those words again, smiling the whole time. AN: I don't know what happens after that and I can't be bother lookin it up right now and if anything was wrong in that blame wiki-questions because that's where I got it.)

"By the power vested in me, in the state of Ohio, under the eye of God, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife... You may kiss your bride." Miley laced our fingers together and I could feel the cool metal of her wedding band against my skin as she pulled me to her and kissed me. It was soft and sweet and we both pulled away after a couple of seconds, blushing light pink as everyone started clapping - despite most of her family probably not wanting her to get married - I guess it was something to do with weddings.

"I don't think I've told you how beautiful you are yet." I whispered, stroking her cheek lightly and smiling.

"I now present to you, Mister and Mrs Jacob Black!"

Okay, so after reading over it again it didn't really live up to the hype, so it's okay that I didn't get the 8 reviews before posting, but Miley has a sort of mini spazz next chapter and she's gonna go all psycho killer on Jacob sometime in the 30's.
If there's anything wrong or missing from the wedding blame some person on wikianswers that I got it from, I've only been to one wedding in my life and I was more interested in being bored out of my mind than paying attention.

Since I didn't get my 8 reviews for last chapter I'm going to ask for them for this chapter. :)
And also for you guys to recomend someone to play Chris later. I orriginally thought Logan Lerman, but I've been liking that choice less and less in the two months or so since I came up with it, so I'm open to any suggestions.

Who else got New Moon when it came out on DVD? It only came out here on the 14th and my brother got it on the 15th and I'm kind of obsessed with pausing it for ages or going extremely slow motion when it comes to Taylors shirtless scenes... Sigh... He's gorgeous. Oddly enough my older brother doesn't agree with that assesment - I'm guessing he's team Edward?... Actually, he's team Alice. And he refused to get me one of the Team Jacob shirts, hats, mugs, bags, cushions, temporary tattoos, or anything. But, I guess I can't complain, he did get the DVD.

Anywho... Review?