Flashback:
"Merry Christmas! Esme yelled, pulling the camera up to meet Carlisle's tired looking face.
"Baby, no camera right now," he grumbled as he shoved it away, a shirtless, Santa-pajama-pants-wearing Emmett, who had plopped down on the couch, pulling Rosalie to his side.
"It's five in the morning, Emmett. Can't presents wait?" Rosalie rested her head against his shoulder, her eyes fluttering shut, another hand yanking the camera towards her happy face.
"No! Presents at five in the morning are the BEST! Right, Jazzy?" Alice smiled as Jasper stumbled in, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Sure, sure, whatever," he mumbled, letting his blonde head loll against her shoulder, his eyes drooping. She giggled and kissed his cheek.
"Oh, looky! It's Bella and Momo!" Esme turned the camera towards Edward, with me cradled gently in his arms, still asleep, he smiled.
"Camera off my sleeping beauty," he cooed as he kissed my hair.
"Mmm..." I all the response he got. He laughed; it sounded like wind chimes.
"WAKE UP!" Emmett yelled. I "acked" and fell out of his arms, landing on the carpet, the air whooshing out of my lungs, earning a big, hearty laugh from everyone in the room. I cussed and got up, Momo still smiling as he sat down, pulling me in his lap.
"It's alright, sweetheart. Just ignore the mean fat person." He kissed my ear, then Emmett whined.
"I am not fat! I am all muscle!" Emmett grabbed a tiny box and threw it at Edward's head.
"Why thank you, brother." Momo smiled as he tore the paper off, revealing a golden Rolex watch.
"That one's from me, son," Carlisle smiled as Momo slipped it around his wrist.
"Thanks Dad." Edward reached under the tree, tossing a thin, rectangular box at Alice.
"A bra from Victoria's secret?" Alice looked at Emmett, her eyes disturbed.
Emmett grinned. "It made me think of you."
"Okay then. Awkward." Jasper smiled and hugged her.
The rest of the morning went on quite like this. Everybody opened their gifts. Most were expensive, some were funny, others thoughtful. But when I saw that I didn't have a present from Edward, I felt… Icky. Why wouldn't he get me anything?
"Oh!" Edward chimed. "Bella! I forgot your present." He pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket, handing it to me. I blinked, then read the elegant hand-writing.
Go outside to the garage. There may be your present, or your next clue!
The scavenger hunt went on almost 20 minutes before I finally found the huge box in our closet. I pulled it out, tearing the paper off and opening the box, only to find another box.
And another box.
And another box.
And another box.
And another box.
When I reached the last, tiny blue box, I was shocked when he took it from my hand, kneeling down on one knee.
I gasped.
"Bella," he whispered, looking up at me, nervousness clouding his face, yet I knew that he knew what he was doing. "If I had met you decades ago, I would've courted you. We would've taken chaperones, strolls, and iced tea on the porch. I may have stolen a kiss or two, but, only after asking your father's permission, I would've got down on one knee. I would've presented you with a ring." As he said this, he took my hand, setting the tiny open case in my hand. The ring was beautiful, with at least 30 miniature diamonds embedded on the surface of it, with a gold band buried inside the satin of the box. "This was my mother's…" He smiled slightly. "My real mother's." He looked back up at me. "Isabella Swan, I promise to love you every moment of forever. Would you do me the extraordinary honor of marrying me?" The look in his eyes said it all. There was nothing in the green irises but love and adoration, and I knew that those were the only eyes I'd ever want to look at for the rest of forever. I had my answer.
"Yes," I whispered.
Everyone was frozen for a moment, and Momo was the first one to move. A smile filled with relief took up the nervous cloud, and he quickly stood and took me in his arms, spinning around, the rest of the family clapping. Esme then shut the camera off to join the celebration.
I didn't realize that I was crying until the video had ended. I was too hurt to reach my hands up and wipe my burning eyes. Instead, I dropped the camera and curled up on the bed, crying with all the strength I had left.
I sniffed when warm fingers were placed under my chin, pulling me up to look at a familiar face. He kissed me with a need that made me feel so bad that I couldn't give back.
But I thought it over as I slowly, ever-so slowly kissed him back. Edward wasn't going to come back. I couldn't mope over it forever… I had to move on, or I'd make nothing of my life. Edward would want me to be happy.
My last thought of Edward vanished as I wrapped my arms around my Jacob's neck.
A/N: OOOOHHH… Scary ending! Lol I WILL update next weekend. I already have my story planned, but if you have any side ideas, click that review button!
And yes, the proposal IS the actual one from Eclipse. No copyright intended, nothing belongs to me. (except for the plot but whatever :P) R&R!