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Chapter 37 – Life Is Just A Dream
JPOV
"I love you, no matter what." She breathed. That was the moment I knew that we would get through anything. I hugged her back, feeling myself get lost in the moment.
"I'm so sorry, about everything, about hurting you, about attacking him, about not being there-" I rambled on. I could never really show her how truly sorry I was so I just settled for listing various things I'd done wrong.
"Shh. Stop. You were right… in a way." She smiled and pulled away to look at me, "I should've been more supportive." I hated that she tried to take the blame for everything when this was clearly my fault.
"No. You were right. I was… jealous." Finally! The truth comes out! It actually felt empowering to admit my jealousy. Almost like for the first time since I'd met Damien, I actually felt like I was in control of myself.
"Well, well, well. Jacob Black. Jealous." She chuckled and opened with her mouth in fake dismay.
"Don't get cocky." I laughed and picked her up in my arms before twirling her in the air. The sound of her laughter was like music to my ears. I knew that what we had was forever, nothing and nobody could get in the way of what I felt for her. "I'm just glad you're okay." I smiled, "After a long, annoying chat with Demi and Harley, I realised that you were right, I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out." I paused, taking a deep breath and slightly contemplating what I was about to say, "And… It's true. I need to start trusting Damien. He saved your life, I owe him my gratitude." I smiled.
She looked at me like I'd gone insane. It was like she couldn't believe the words that had just escaped my lips. Then again, neither could I. Was I really going to try to be his friend? Of course I wasn't. I heeded Demi's words carefully. I may not like the asshole, but I'd have to put up with him, keeping him close was the only way to keep an eye on him. A very, very close eye.
"You're going to try to be friends with him?" She pulled her face back and raised an eyebrow at me. She did have a good reason. She knew exactly how much I despised him.
"Just note the keyword. Try." I laughed, "I'm not guaranteeing success here." I smiled and she surrendered with a sigh. She dragged me to the towel she'd laid out and sat down with her legs crossed in front of her while I just knelt.
"I guess I can live with that." She grinned victoriously. "Jake, I need you to understand that Damien is a big part of my life now, you can't just verbally or –in recent cases- physically attack him every time you see him." She said, suddenly serious. I knew she was right. Sooner or later someone was going to press charges… Oh wait, he's registered as being dead. I chuckled to myself.
"Fine." I dragged out the word like a five-year old, trying to be playful but ending up getting scowls from my teacher. "Okay, okay. I'm gonna meet you half way here." I smiled. "I'd to anything to make you happy."
"I need to tell you something…" She paused and took a deep breath. Her voice was unsteady and it made me a little nervous. "I—" She looked uneasy, her mouth was open but no words would come out, I couldn't even fathom the things running through my mind.
"Ness, you're killing me here." I said, and laughed timidly. She exhaled slowly and looked at me before smiling.
"I'm just happy to have you back." She said finally. Something about her tone made it seem like that wasn't what she intended to say first. I let it go though; it was probably just my paranoia getting to me like it always did.
"You never lost me." I smiled and hugged her close to my chest. For a while we stared at the ocean, taking in the greyish tone reflected from the clouds. I replayed the words that Demi and Harley drilled into my head. Be the guy she fell in love with.
"Can you promise me something?" She asked carefully.
"Anything." I said, I would promise her anything and everything I could give her. She was quiet for a while, deliberating how to say what she wanted to say.
"Promise me that you'll never get angry at me like that again." She said finally. There was a stabbing pain in my heart. I could tell from the way she said it that I had scared her. The last thing I ever wanted to do was make her feel inferior to me.
"I promise." I whispered, "I don't know what came over me, it's like I blacked out and became this other person, it's never happened before-" I explained. In my eight years of being a shape shifter, not once had I ever felt the way I did yesterday.
"I don't need you to explain." She whispered, "I just don't ever wanna see that look in your eyes again." She looked away from me and I caught a glimpse of her face. The light reflected off the stray tear that had managed to escape her beautiful eyes.
I pulled her face towards mine gently and wiped the tear away with my index finger, "I will never, ever, get angry like that ever again. She looked away from me. I caught a glimpse of her face and the light reflected off the stray tear that had managed to escape her beautiful eyes.
I pulled her face towards mine gently and wiped the tear away with my index finger, "I will never, ever, get angry like that ever again. You are the most important thing to me, and if I don't make you happy each and every day, I'll never have my shot at happiness." I smiled. She wiped the tears that started to leak from her eyes and I knew that no matter what I did, I never wanted to see her so afraid of me ever again.
"I just—I love you so much!" She blubbered, "And it wasn't the fact that you were so angry, it was because you were so angry at me." She went on.
"I can't promise to never get angry at you, but I can promise that I will never hurt you." I wiped her tears with my shirt. "I mean, c'mon, if we're spending eternity together, there will be moments where you'll be a pain in the ass, and moments where I'll be the biggest jerk you've ever met, but as long as we always come back to moments like this, everything will be alright."
She looked at me then with eyes full of wonder, I realised then that she had forgiven me and I had to smile. She leaned her face up to mine and pressed her soft lips against my own. I hadn't kissed her in over two days. That had to be a new record for us.
"One more thing," She spoke and I groaned at the loss of her lips on mine, she giggled a little before masking her laughter with a completely serious tone, "Does my drinking blood upset you?" She looked away for a second before looking back.
"No! Of course not." I said, almost instantly, "It's who you are. It's like me asking you if being furry half the time upsets you." I chuckled and she laughed, "I didn't know that you hated the name that much though otherwise I would've never used it in the first place."
"I don't. I don't really care. I dunno though, I just got so defensive. What do you expect? I have anger issues." I smiled, if she had anger issues, what did I have?
"You have just the right amount of issues in that messed up mind of yours." I laughed and rolled her onto her back allowing me to hover above her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, I could feel the smile in her kiss and I couldn't help but grin back.
"This coming from you?" She laughed. I had to smile just a little. She knew I had some major issues. I turned my smile into an 'O' shape to portray how mockingly insulted I was.
"Take it back." I laughed and pinned her body down with mine.
"Never." She grinned and tried to wriggle her way out of my grip. I took both her hands in mine and pinned them to the ground, restraining her. She knew there was no way she could get free.
"Nessie, I think you should take it back." I threatened playfully and she grinned devilishly.
"Or what?" She dared, I pretended to ponder before tickling her sides with my fingers. Her laugh was so care free, it made me feel like I was in a dream. She tried to push me away with her free arms but failed miserably.
"Take it back." I smiled and she started to smack my back as if she thought I'd feel it. She laughed as she tried to sway my body away from hers.
"Make me." She bit her lip and waited for my next move. I raised my eyebrow at her, feeling myself getting slightly turned on but suppressing the feeling.
"You know, I can be very persuasive." I smiled coyly and she giggled. Her finger slid down the nape of my neck and I shuddered slightly.
"You forget that so can I." She grinned. It seemed that I was competing against a professional. Well, if she wanted to play like this then I say, bring it on.
She pressed her perfect pink lips to mine. Her scent made my head whorl just a little but I kissed her back. It was amazing how this single being could make me feel so encapsulated even though I was the one restraining her. When I kiss her, it's like I forget to breathe, it's so magical that the only thing I can focus on is her lips and the way they're shaped perfectly around mine.
Her tongue weaved its way into my awaiting mouth as it danced with my own in this passionate ballet of love. Her hands wound themselves in my hair and mine rested on the ground, holding myself above her just slightly. Her hands moved down to my waist as they ducked under my shirt and ran themselves up my chest. She always had a thing for my chest.
"I take it back." She whispered and bit her lip seductively. Her slightly cold hands pressed into my back as she felt her way back to my neck. My shirt was being very annoying.
"I don't care." I chuckled and pressed my lips to hers once more before sitting up quickly and taking my shirt off. I threw it to the side and resumed my former position, the whole time a very sly smile was spread across her face. "And what are you staring at?" I chuckled before pressing my lips to hers.
"It's called adoring." She mimicked me from New York. I grinned and ran my hand up the side of her body before pausing at her knee and hitching it around my waist. I did the same with the other side which earned me a very modest smile.
"I can't help it if I want to be closer to you." I grinned and she kissed me. I pressed myself against her, feeling the warmth that circulated between her creamy thighs and she moaned slightly.
"Oh crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!" She shoved against me and got up, "I was supposed to meet Grandma Esme half an hour ago to go get Aunt Alice from the airport!" She picked up my shirt and threw at me before latching onto my arm and pulling me up with her. "Crap! Aunt Alice wanted to show me the dresses and the tuxes, she said something about having it all sorted before the wedd—" She tried to pull me up but I stayed locked in my position with a smile on my face.
"I'm sure they'll survive." I grinned and pulled her to the ground, catching her so that she didn't fall and laying her on the warm sand. Her hair scattered around her face, highlighting the colour of her eyes and the pale complexion of her skin.
"Do you want a very angry vampire hunting me down with a wedding dress in hand?" She said fast and laughed. I rolled my eyes at her melodrama and kissed her. "I'm serious, she'll hunt me down." She smiled into the kiss. "Jacob, you're gonna piss off a very, very, organised vampire." She laughed and I chuckled.
"What's she gonna do? Come over here and drag you with her?" I chuckled.
"Yes, that's exactly what I planned to do." I heard a very familiar female say behind me.
"Oh shit!" I jumped, startled by Alice standing behind me with a very annoyed expression on her face.
"Told you." Ness mumbled beside me and I groaned. There was just no dodging plans with Alice once you've made them.
"Jacob, you can come too. It won't be that long." Alice said and pulled Ness with her. Ness looked at me with eyes that pleaded for me to come with as she was dragged away by a very upset vampire. How could I deny such a creature? I chortled before getting up, picking up my shirt and the towel before following Alice who seemed to be the only one with a plan.
RPOV
I realised this morning that there was really no reason to stay mad at Jacob. I loved him with every fibre of my being. I was being so stupid, playing with both his and my emotions. I need to be upfront with myself. I loved Jacob no matter what.
Today was more than what I'd expected. I didn't know what kind of state he'd show up in or whether he would show up at all considering I never told him where I was going. Somehow I just knew that he would be there though, he was never one to let me be angry with him for more than twenty four hours.
The one thing I loved about our relationship was that gravity always pulled us together. No matter how bad the situation, we always found each other and went back to the place where we knew everything. The friendship that lasted my whole life. Whether we fought or not, we always had that friendship to get us through as a couple.
Aunt Alice always took joy in prying me away from the arms of my beloved for dress fittings, but I was grateful, things wouldn't get done if she wasn't around.
"Okay, hold still." She said while putting the dress on me. She zipped it up but didn't even let me peek at it. Something about her knowing best and me waiting because it's better that way. Since when did the bride not get to see her own wedding dress?
"Alice, this is ridiculous, you already know all my measurements, I'm sure the dress is going to fit perfectly." I reassured her. She could be such a control-freak at times.
"I have to be sure. Do you want to put this on in two weeks only to find that it doesn't fit?" She glared at me and I sighed in defeat. I could bet her a thousand dollars that it fit perfectly right now, but then she'd find some small imperfection- when I say small, I mean one very tiny bead goes missing- and she'd want to send it back and get a new one, which is why she wanted to do this early. "What's been up with you lately? You're so jumpy and moody all the time. Are you pregnant? You better tell me now Renesmee or so help me—"
"Wow! I'm not pregnant, calm down." I laughed; she breathed a sigh of relief before shrugging it off and fixing the chiffon layers on the bottom of my dress. "I guess I just have a lot on my mind." I said simply.
"You have a lot on your mind?" She chuckled as if to say that I was the lucky one. "Aren't you lucky that you have such a fabulous Aunt who would plan your wedding for you?" She chimed happily while dancing away to go get pins.
"I didn't have a choice in the matter." I laughed and she put a pin in her mouth, carefully balancing it between her lips as she folding together some material. She pinned it carefully and looked at the skirt before looking at me.
"Cold feet?" She asked as if she knew the feeling.
"Something like that." I looked away while she pinned another folded piece of material together.
"You gotta take chances for the things you love." She smiled, "You and Jacob are meant for each other. It's more than just a relationship for you two, you guys are soul mates." She went on, "I mean, Jasper took a chance on me even though he didn't really know who I was and we're still together." She grinned and stood up to examine the dress on me.
"Yeah, but it's more than jus—" She spun me around to look in the mirror and I stopped what I was saying, breathless, as I stared into the reflective glass. My dress was beautiful. It was more than beautiful, it was perfect. There was a fitted bodice piece on top with a crossing over pattern. It was a sleeveless dress with beautifully detailed patterns on the upper piece. The skirt was ruffled with chiffon fabric. I felt like a princess, standing in my ball gown waiting for my prince to find me. "It's—" I had no words to describe it.
"I know, I know, no need to thank me." She grinned. She helped me get out of the dress thankfully and made sure all the pins were in the right places before setting it on the bed. "Okay, now I need to get Jacob fitted!" She scurried around the room, finding her measuring tape and her little round box of pins. She looked at me before laughing evilly. It had always been her dream to dress Jacob for our wedding. "Now shoo! I have to lay out the tux and make sure it's okay." Nice to know she wanted to include me, I thought.
I walked downstairs to find both Jacob and Damien on the couch – And no, they weren't killing each other- They were casually watching the game on TV, patting each other's backs when someone scored, laughing and even talking like civilised people. I stood on the staircase and watched in awe for a while before finally deciding to join them.
"In about ten seconds Aunt Alice is going to drag you upstairs for your tux fitting." I chuckled and sat down on the couch. My tone clearly implied that he should be afraid. Very afraid. He widened his eyes in face horror before laughing it off.
"Jacob!" Aunt Alice called from upstairs. He sighed and Damien laughed, patting his shoulder to reassure him.
"Told you." I chuckled and snatched the remote from Damien's lap to check what else was on. Jake stood up and sulked as he walked to his doom.
"Typical Alice." I whispered to Damien and laughed again. It looks like all is well that ends well. Or so it seemed.
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