* First, I just have to apologize. I am so damn sorry for not updating in more than a month. I had a… minor drawback a while back, when I was rejected by the best writing high school in all of Philly (well, in my opinion, anyway). I went through the whole, "I'm not good enough, nor will I ever be," thing, but I'm thinking that I'm over it now. (: I hope you guys enjoy this. I hope "Addicted to Your Lies" lives up to your expectations. Xx.
(Bella's POV)
"Jasper?" I called, when Rosalie and I arrived at the Cullen-Hale household.
Quickly, he was at the foot of the stairs, with the widest smile on his face. "Hello, my love," he said quietly. "You have returned."
I smiled and slid my arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. I loved his scent. "Yes, I have."
My heart beat quicker when he kissed me. "It feels like an eternity has passed since I've kissed you, my dear."
In my breathless state, which I was usually caught in while in Jasper's company, I looked up at him and placed both of my hands on each side of his face. "I love you, Jasper," I whispered, just as he pressed our lips together.
He groaned a few times out of pleasure. "God, my Bella," he said. "You are so—"
"Okay," Rosalie said, strolling into the house, "save that kind of talk for the bedroom, guys. I've got a wedding dress."
Confused, I turned around to see Rose, holding my dress in the cover the lady had given us before we left. Jasper's arms encircled my waist from behind, and I took a deep, calming breath before looking up at him. "Would you… want to, you know… go upstairs?"
He grinned and let his hand wander to my abdomen. "I would adore that, my love." Swiftly, Jasper lifted me into his arms and rushed up to his bedroom. Behind him, he closed the door. "Before we begin anything, darlin'," he said, "I would like to… you know, sing you a song I've written."
Excited, I sat down on his bed and pulled him beside me. "Okay, go. Get the guitar!" I giggled and pushed him playfully, still unable to budge his rock-hard figure.
He laughed, too, and grabbed his guitar. "You're a falling star, you're the getaway car, you're the line in the sand when I go too far. You're the swimming pool, on an August day, and you're the perfect thing to say." Jasper smiled up at me, noticing that I was too stunned to even smile back. He chuckled and continued singing. "And you play it coy, but it's kind of cute. And when you smile at me, you know exactly what you do. Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true, 'cause I can see it when I look at you."
When he put his hands at his sides, I was disappointed. "You don't have more?"
Jasper laughed. "Yes actually," he replied, "I do. But I chose to save it for our wedding day, my darlin'." With a wink, he set his guitar down and laughed when my jaw dropped.
"Are you serious? That was amazing, and you're gonna make me wait?"
He grinned and kissed my lips, silencing me. "The quicker we get married, the faster you can hear your song, my love."
Instantly eager to walk down that fucking aisle, I kissed him again. "Jasper, you torture me."
My fiancé winked and pushed me down on the bed, immediately reaching for the hem of my t-shirt.
* Later…
"Are you excited?"
I listened in on Jasper and Emmett's conversation. I was supposed to be sleeping after long, tiring intercourse with Jasper, but I couldn't sleep. How did they expect me to rest when my gorgeous fiancé was just downstairs, and my wedding date was so close?
"Yes," Jazz replied, a smile clearly shown in his voice. I wish I could've seen it. "I can't wait to call her my wife."
Emmett laughed, that hearty laugh of his. "I can imagine, man. You love Bella like… like…"
"We get it." Rosalie's voice chimed in, suddenly. "Jasper loves her a lot, Emmett."
I smiled and quickly scurried back to my bedroom when I heard Jasper's familiar footsteps coming toward the stairs. I'd cuddled into my bed and under the covers just in time for him to walk in and lean against the door frame.
"Did you have a nice nap, my love?" he asked, teasingly.
I rolled over and looked at him. "Mmm, yes." Quickly, I flung my arms out toward him, wanting him to slide into bed beside me and hug the hell out of my little body. "Come here, Jasper."
He smiled and slipped into the bed, under the covers. We spooned quietly for a little while until he whispered into my ear, "I know you were listening earlier. I don't recommend eavesdropping on a patch of vampires, my dear." With a little chuckle, he nibbled on my ear while I blushed like crazy.
* The Next Week…
"Your dress is beautiful, Bella." That was Carlisle's new girlfriend, Susanne. She was a gorgeous vampire with silky blonde hair that resembled Rosalie's in the weirdest ways. People were beginning to think that Susanne was Rose's real mother, and the Cullens were trying to find a way to make that a part of their whole, "everyone in this family is adopted but Rosalie and Jasper are twins," scheme. Emmett suggested we say that Susanne was the "twins'" long lost mother, and I couldn't believe that Carlisle had actually considered it.
"I was looking forward to this day since fucking forever!" Rosalie shouted, when she came in with my veil. She closed the bathroom door tightly behind her before shoving it into my head and spreading it out behind me.
Finally, as I looked in the mirror at myself, I felt like a bride. I felt like I could possibly walk down the aisle and land next to Jasper and become Mrs. Isabella Hale. Finally.
"It's only the rehearsal," I reminded her, kind of breathless because of the reflection beyond me.
"Yeah, but I'm still freaking excited."
Susanne smiled and pushed a lock of hair behind my ear. "You are a gorgeous young woman, Bella. Jasper is lucky."
"I know." His honey-like voice came from outside the bathroom door, making me smile. "I'm imagining you look very beautiful, my love."
I giggled and said, "I guess so, Jazz. I'll be out in a few, okay?"
"Alright," he replied. "I can't wait to see you in your dress tomorrow, my dear."
Rosalie scoffed. "He's always so proper. Now, Bella, let's get you out of this dress so we can head over to church."
I was disappointed that I wouldn't get to marry Jasper in the wedding hall he'd shown me. Since I was still human and my family would be invited to the ceremony, it was taking place in a church. Not as exciting as the hall, but I was still excited.
* After Rehearsal…
"Oh, Bella," Jasper moaned against my mouth, his hands sliding down my body.
Beads of sweat formed on my upper lip, and I couldn't help but think that this was how he wanted to spend his last night as an unmarried man: in bed with his fiancée.
"I love you," I breathed, kissing his neck.
He only moaned, trying so badly to get, "I love you, too," from his lips. Quickly, Jasper wrapped his leg between mine and spun us around so he was on top. "Oh, my Bella. You get more gorgeous every time I lay eyes on you."
I blushed and shook my head, feeling his eyes roam my nude body. I loved this man, and I trusted him with my life and everyone else's that I cared for. No matter how much I loved him, I would always blush when he looked at me naked.
I made it so far, I thought. I've made it through so much, with the help of Jasper Whitlock Hale. I couldn't believe that he'd chosen me to marry. He could have any woman he desired, and he chose me to be his wife. There was no way I could possibly repay him, not even with my life. I was truly the luckiest girl in the world.
* About two more chapters left, my loves. (: Thank you guys for everything! xx. Reviews = encouragement. ;D