Who gave her up?
Jacob.
Why?
It was an accident.
Explain.
He thought I was Leah.

B-POV

"Who the fuck does he think he is, anyway?" I spat. Edward placed his icy fingers on my arm.

"Bella, love, please breathe." I glared at him, but he was dazzling me. I sighed, and relaxed.

"How do you STILL manage to dazzle me?" I asked grumpily. He chuckled.

"I am your husband," he reminded me gently. "I should be able to." I giggled despite myself and curled up into his stone chest.

"I'm sorry," I murmured, lost in his scent.

"It's not your fault," he whispered. I could hear the edge to his words. "If it weren't for that damned treaty, I would-"

"Edward," Esme gently chastised him, moving fluidly into the room.

"Sorry." He pressed his lips together, and began to play with my fingers.

Today was August 13th. I glanced at the clock. Midnight. 'Whoops, August 14th,' I thought to myself. I looked lovingly up at Edward. His golden gaze met mine and he smiled his crooked smile. I touched his face.

"I'm so sorry he ruined our day," I whispered.

"Nothing could ruin the day you became my wife," he said, grinning.

"But still..." I sighed. "I never thought Jake was capable of being such an ASSHOLE!" I snorted. He laughed lightly and kissed the annoyance off my face. I refused to let him stop. My warm tongue ached for the coolness of his. I reached up, grabbing fistfuls of his messy bronze hair. He had a promise to make good on.

"Bella," he murmured past my tongue. "Not while he's on your mind."

"So make me forget him," I huffed, but already I knew I was defeated. I sighed and moved away from him.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his arms still in the position of my body.

"Either you take me RIGHT NOW, or I'm going to take a baseball bat to his face so he knows just how badly he fucked up!" Edward tried to hide his amusement as he pulled me back into his arms.

"Now, now, now, Mrs. Isabella Marie Cullen. There will be no wolf-bashing on our wedding night." I smiled evilly.

"So take me!" I began to unbutton his shirt. I felt him chuckle and saw fluid motion out of the corner of my eye. 'Whoops! Esme.' His cold grip tightened around me. I felt his mouth stop moving. I groaned and looked into his distracted eyes.

"EDWARD CULLEN!" He ignored me. "EDWARD ANTHONY MASEN CULLEN!" No response. "Don't make me-" he put his hand over my mouth.

"Bella, one more word and you're as good as dead," he whispered. I narrowed my eyes. Was he threatening me?? Suddenly, before I even finished my thought, I was up on the third floor of the Cullen's home, away in some room I didn't recognize. It was small, dark, and scary. I clutched him. I grunted behind his hand.

"SHH!" He hushed. It was harsh. Alice suddenly appeared looking grim. She closed her eyes and after a few moments I felt Edward's lips at my ear. "Don't say a word. Don't move. Think happy thoughts," he whispered hurriedly. He turned to Alice, who nodded. She left, and not a second later was back, with Jasper.

"Try to stay happy on your own," my husband whispered to me. "He can smell the difference." I blanched. I opened my mouth, but Alice shook her head.

"You'll be fine, Bella. With Jasper here you have nothing to worry about. Just stay calm." And, with that, they left, a quick "I love you" hanging in the air. I stared at Jasper with wide, terrified eyes. He tried to smile, but it never reached his eyes. I felt calm, on my own, because Edward had made it clear how crucial my contentment was. I closed my eyes and thought about him. I thought about our many nights alone together in my room. I thought of our first day together in the meadow, and how my heart had skipped when I'd touched his face for the first time...how I'd overreacted to his kiss. Kissing him had never gotten easier. My heart would still beat much too fast and it always bothered me that he could hear it. I wondered what it must be like for him when my cheeks flushed with the sweet blood he so longed to partake of...I thought of our top ten nights...He had never told me the rest. I sighed, opening my eyes, my knees at my chest. I could see Jasper's topaz eyes watching me intently. I grinned at him, though still a little apprehensive. He still felt guilty for that night...my 18th birthday...the night that caused...Edward...to leave me. My heart stopped and I pulled my knees tighter to my chest. 'Stay calm, Bella,' I told myself. 'He's here now. He loves you.' I stroked absently at the smooth golden band that signified our union. Somehow it was not as smooth as his skin. 'He married you', I reminded myself.

That's when my calm facade fell to pieces.

I imagined my wedding day (only yesterday?). I was standing there with Edward, lost in his light butterscotch eyes.

"-Speak now or forever hold your peace." There was a pause, and that's when the doors flew open to a confused, disheveled, and urgent-looking Jacob Black. He came to the front, his eyes burning with too many emotions. I felt Jasper try to calm him then, but still, he kissed me fiercely. Then, without a second look, he left. I looked at Alice, who was frozen. I looked back at Edward who had his hands in fists. I reached to him and he was unable to keep from holding my hands. The minister shook the shock from his face and pronounced us husband and wife. As we went to the reception, I chanced a peek at my new husband.

"Edward?" I squeaked. He smiled warmly at me.

"Bella?" He teased. I kissed him, but his kiss was loaded. When we got to our house, Alice whisked me upstairs to change. When I came back down Edward smiled brilliantly and kissed me with the urgency I had missed in the limo. He read the questions in my eyes.

"You smelled like a dog," he growled. I kissed him passionately to keep his mind off that damned pushy mutt. I could tell he wanted to keep kissing me, but we had guests arriving.

"It's not uncommon to see newlyweds kissing," I stated, hungry for him. He chuckled.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I don't need any abusing from Charlie tonight." I kissed him one more time before I went to greet my guests. In less than half an hour all the guests from the ceremony had showed up. I hadn't seen Jacob yet and was wondering if he would have the nerve to show his face. By the time and hour came and went, I was confident his home-wrecking was finished, at least for the day. I suddenly felt warm arms around me.

"Congratulations, Bella," came the deep voice. I spun to face him, my eyes no more than slits.

"How dare you," I hissed. He looked innocent.

"What's the matter?" I pulled out of his embrace.

"You know what you did, Jacob. Now get OUT of my HOUSE!"I turned and walked to Edward, who introduced me to Tanya and her family from Denali. The rest of the night went off without a hitch. It wasn't until later that I found his note.

Bells
I'm so sorry that I left. I never meant to hurt you. I hope we can talk before...you become...before I never see you again. Congratulations. I love you.
-Jacob

I sniffed in annoyance and tore it to shreds. I felt Edward's body against mine.

"What's that?" I plopped onto the couch.

"A note from...Jacob." He sat next to me, raising an eyebrow in question. "He came here, and I yelled at him for what he did. He played dumb. I made him leave. I guess he left this before he left." There was silence. "Who the fuck does he think he is, anyway?"

I felt some waves of calmness break through my sudden haze of anger. I relaxed, back in the current moment, and threw Jasper an appreciative and apologetic grin.

"Bella, your life depends on you staying calm. He can smell all your emotions, and if I need to placate you often he's going to notice that something's up." I pulled myself together. I thought of my lullaby and the sounds of the ocean. I found myself falling asleep, but Jasper's cold hand jarred me awake. I could see the reason in his eyes-I was prone to nightmares and there was no way for me to control my emotions if I was asleep. I wished I could have a Coke or something because my eyelids were REALLY heavy. After a few minutes of fighting with my eyes, there was a loud sound from outside the door.

"I can smell her," came a strange voice. I heard a deep growl from what I assumed was Edward, and the sound of tearing. I began to hum my lullaby to myself to keep from getting anxious.

"It's no good, Bella," came the voice. "I've already found you. I'm everywhere, and I'm nowhere." The voice laughed at it's own riddle. I heard Edward snarl, and there were loud crashing noises. Suddenly the door burst open, and in came my husband, rolling around with a gigantic...

Wolf.

Wait...was that Quil? I jumped up in relief and was about to say his name when Edward suddenly tore the head off the wolf, looking triumphant. I gasped, my hands coming to my mouth in shock. 'Oh, no...'

Hi! Thanks for reading my story. I'm sorry for ending it on a cliff hanger, but I didn't want to continue on with my story unless I had someone (or even a few someones!) who wanted me to continue. So...we'll see. I hope you like.