DICLAIMER:: I did not write any of the Twew Mec Books. (Twilight Series) I am not Stephenie Meyer, I can only dream.
-sigh-
NOTE:: I was having serious writers block. & Music helped me over come it.
-Thanks Linkin Park & Blue October-
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BPOV (Because it's her wedding.)
I peaked from around back. Everything was as if I had opened a book. Each table covered in a snow white cloth that could have been painted on. On each sheet of snow lay a small assortment of blue and white carnations. Everyone was already seated, and marveling at the scene that was my wedding.
This field held many memories; James and also the wolves. Both times it wasn't under the best circumstances. Those memories are behind me now. I'll never see Jacob again, also James and… Victoria are dead. The only memory to live on now will be this, my fairytale wedding. I couldn't help but marvel at the scene that was my wedding. I also couldn't help but giggle. Wedding, matrimony and fiancée were words that I shuddered at the thought of, and now I'm honestly excited.
"Bella…" I knew that voice anywhere… I turned around to find Jacob Black staring at me.
"Jake! What are you doing here?" I wasn't aware of the expression on my face. I was feeling various emotions and was having trouble deciding on which one to display. I decided on confusion.
"Quil and Embry wanted to come." He said motioning to where the rest of my guest sat. I peered around again to find that they were indeed here. "And I wanted to wish you good luck." He was smiling─ a wide smile. It reminded me of simpler times.
"Thank you." I said in a whisper, my voice couldn't be much louder. I was already using all my strength to hold back tears. I tried to think of the consequences of crying. Alice will kill me if I ruin my make up. Let alone this dress.
I wanted to reach out and hug him. I wanted to bury myself in his chest and cry until exhaustion overcame me. Even if that was possible, I knew I would still walk down the aisle. I loved Jacob, but him I could live without. If I had to be without Edward again, I'm not sure that I could overcome what had tempted me not so long ago. I never thought I was the one for suicide, but that previous experience changed that, and many other aspects of me.
I stood silent staring at the ground for a few more seconds before Jacob broke the silence. "You're welcome." He said. I looked up and he was still smiling. I couldn't detect any emotion in his eyes. I stared intently, and still found nothing. He grabbed me with one arm and drew me into his chest. I stood there for a moment and let his smell overwhelm me. I pulled away quickly. After all this is my wedding night and I don't want to 'smell' to Edward. I redirected my gaze to the grass.
"Now, Charlie should be back here any minute. You come back and see us, okay Bells." It wasn't a question, so I didn't answer. It was just a statement that told me he wasn't upset over my decision.
I was relieved, though, I continued to stare at the ground vigorously, fighting internally. I will not cry, not here, not now. When I finally got enough courage to look up, I was alone. I was beginning to lose the silent war. I struggled now harder than before to hold back all emotions. I tried to think of the consequences again. Alice. Death. Alice. It seemed to work, somewhat.
Alice then reared the corner with Charlie. Her nose was wrinkled. I knew she had smelled Jacob. Thank You! I thought well aware that she couldn't read my mind. I just hoped she could read it in my eyes. She nodded, and smiled. Charlie was wearing a big grin. Though, he was smiling I could still sense his anxiety.
"Ready Bells?" He said extending one arm. I took a deep breath before I let out a reply.
"I couldn't be more ready" I replied. It was the truth. I was ready to become a Cullen. I was ready to embark on the path that I had chosen.
The music began to play as if on cue. I couldn't help be smile. Alice fixed my veil, and kissed my cheek before heading out. Behind her Rosalie and Angela followed.
I watched as they swayed peacefully down the aisle. It was slightly ironic, Angela was pretty, but next to them she looked─ out of place.
When they came to a stop my heart began to beat furiously. I began humming to myself in an attempt to soothe it. To my dismay, it was a failed attempt.
Charlie gave me a nudge, I took another deep breath.
"After you." He said as he motioned with his feet.
I beamed up at Charlie. "It would be my pleasure." I added teasingly. We walked slowly, and for that I was grateful. I was extremely cautious of not tripping. I watched my feet through the veil as I felt the eyes of my guest on me. After I was sure that I would not fall I looked up to see Edward.
He stood next to the priest in a classic black tuxedo. We closed the distance between me and my angel in three short steps.
My dad lifted my veil, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"I love you, kiddo." He said, smile fading.
"I love you too." I replied.
I turned to take my place next to my fiancée. I glanced up at him. His smile only complimented his butterscotch eyes.
"Do you, Isabella Swan take Edward to be your lawfully wedded husband, through sickness and health, till death, do you part?" I struggled for coherency. His gaze scrambled my thoughts.
"I do." I said breathlessly.
"And, do you Edward Cullen take Isabella Swan to be your lawfully wedded wife, though sickness and health, till death, do you part?"
"I do."
"And with that, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Edward gazed at me longingly. He cupped my chin in his hand. All I could feel was his icy lips touching mines. They were so gentle, but forceful at the same time, if that's possible. There was a passion that was not there in any kiss before. There was an excitement in the way his lips moved with mine.
He pulled away and grabbed my hand. I allowed myself to slow my breathing. With his free hand he lightly traced my cheek bone.
"Mrs. Cullen" He whispered.
"Yes, Mr. Cullen." I replied. Joy danced in his eyes as he processed my reply.
Hand in hand I made my way down the aisle as Mrs. Cullen.
"You're a good man Edward." Charlie said extending his hand. "Take care of her"
"Of course sir." Edward said, in a tone that could only be acquired in the 1900's era.
I looked around and saw Renee coming towards me weeping, with Phil at her side. "Oh, Bella!" She exclaimed before hugging me. "You're not my little girl anymore." She said as she traced cheek. "I love you." She said before hugging me and letting me go.
"I love you too, Mom." I then gave her a kiss and turned at the sound of Angela.
"Bella, I'm going to miss you. Promise you'll e-mail me or something?" She said, her voice truly sincere.
"I promise Angela." We hugged for a brief moment, and then she went to Ben's side.
"Okay, the newlyweds have to get to the limo." Alice said jumping up and down with excitement.
"Mom, Dad I'll call once I get there." I gave one last hug to my parents and made my way to the limo. One I got there I kept my composure. The limo took us to my house where we put my belongings in Edward's car. I went to the bathroom to change, not to my surprise when I came out Edward was changed too.
The limo was just another touch to the 'honeymoon' we were going on. I told Charlie and Renee that we were going on a cruise in the tropics for 6 days, and then we'd be flying straight to Alaska.
This gave me enough time to recover, and I didn't have to return to forks. Actually the idea can from Emmett. It wasn't bad.
When we arrived to their─ our house it was empty. Edward swiftly lifted me off my feet and carried me inside the house.
"Welcome home Mrs. Cullen" His velvety voice whispered in my ear. I let out a small smile. With me still in his arms he took flight up the stairs, and to his room.
We stopped in the doorway. He leaned down to kiss me. His icy lips found mine. My breathing became uneven, as he pulled me closer to him. I stood pinned between his body and the door frame. He picked me up once again─ without breaking away from the kiss. Gently he placed me on the bed. His kiss, not so gentle.
I wrapped my arms around his neck straining myself as close to his as humanly possible. My hands moved down his neck to his collar. I found myself working my way down his shirt. His frosty lips moved down onto my neck as he began undressing me.
His free hand began tracing my waist, moving down my pelvis. He moved his hand around my lower back, and pushed me against him. Edward's artic lips found mine again. I released my grip from his neck and moved it to his torso; I pressed him closer to me before allowing my demand to be met.
-NOTE::- I tried to keep it tasteful. I didn't want to go overboard with the 'sex' scene. But I wanted to idea to be clear. So what did you think about it? What did you guys think about the Chapter overall? What about Jacob?
REVIEW! I only say this because I want to know where to improve. So REVIEW! Or Your Peanut Butter Will Suffer!
IMPORTANT NOTE:: I am planning on a 2 more chapters. I am not making any guarantees. I will most likely be making sequels. But, I'm not sure If I want this to continue as a big story. VOICE YOUR OPINIONS!