OMG! It's finally here, the end has arrived! D:
Did he live? Did he die? You will never know. Jokes, it's all in this chapter.

Enjoy.

You lift my feet of the ground
You spin me around,
You make me crazier, crazier.
- Taylor Swift – Crazier

Chapter 48 – Love Is Our Weapon
RPOV

One Year Later.

Some people find that trauma has a bad effect on their lives, they're paralysed, they're afraid to risk the thought of going outside. Some people can't cope with trauma, having to lose someone or finding that they've lost themselves. Some people pretend that they can get through it, but are still only pretending. And then there are some people who embrace trauma, hold it close to themselves and take each day one at a time.

Grief, however, is a whole different story, there's no two ways about grief. It's simply just grief. Grieving for losing someone or part of yourself.

It's difficult to talk about what happened last year, it's difficult to think about and wonder what would've happened if you hadn't changed one thing. It's difficult when you wake up from a dream you thought was so real, only to find that it was nothing more than wishful thinking. It's difficult for me.

It's difficult to look in the mirror and see the scars reminding me of all my mistakes. Each wound is a mistake that I've made and I'm covered in them. It's sometimes difficult to smile, but then there are good days and I realise why I'm alive.

When I fall asleep, I sometimes see their faces and I scream, those, however, are my good nights. Trauma has a funny way of sneaking back up on you when you think that you've just started to move on. It has a way of pulling you back two steps when you've only just taken one. That's trauma.

There are nights when I want to go back and change everything, there are nights that I wish I could take back and arguments I wish I could apologise for. There are years that I wished I'd used, years that seem to have vanished before my eyes. There are people I wish I could've loved more, and some, I wished, I would've never met.

Those are my good days.

My bad days are when I wake up and find that I've hurt myself in my dreams, night terrors they call it. There are days where I can't look at anyone, days where I lock myself in my room and pray to god I could go back in time and stop everything from happening.

I hardly go outside anymore, I can't. The first time I tried, I was paralysed, I couldn't move. The second time, I got as far as the top of the driveway before I had to go back. I wasn't a fan of going outside anymore. I'd recently started learning the piano, dad started teaching me. It sometimes helps me remember the good things about life.

I can't help but wonder to myself, is this normal? Is it normal for me to be so timid? To have changed so much because of such a short period of time? When I'm alone, I like to write. I write about everything nowadays. The first thing I did when I recovered was I wrote everything down, the emotions, the feelings.

It's difficult to live the way I used to, but I'm getting there, everyday I'm moving closer to healing.

"Renesmee! Are you ready yet?" Aunt Alice called out. I looked up into the mirror and took a look at myself, examining the scar on my neck, I touched it, feeling the odd cold indent on my neck and sighed before taking a deep breath and heading out the bathroom door.

"Okay. Work your magic." I smiled and she giggled before pulling a chair over for me to take a seat.

"With pleasure." She laughed again and wheeled me towards her vanity table filled with even more bits and bobs than when I'd last seen it. "Okay, what would you like; Natural or colour?" She asked me like I knew what she was talking about.

"Whatever you think is best." I smiled and closed my eyes, letting myself drift into a safe fantasy.

"Natural it is; your dress is quite elegant so I think adding colour would just make you look like a drag queen." She stated and I laughed before nodding. It was nice to feel safe here. It was one of the reasons I spent so much time at the main house now, there were always people here.

It's taken a lot of planning to get this day perfect, but then again, Alice's perfect is a whole new level. When you compare it to the last time, it's definitely a lot better.

I felt the strokes of her brushes working its magic and her cold fingers wipe away the excess. It was a tingly feeling but I just smiled. Today was my day. Alice's humming filled my head as she worked her magic on my face. She'd been practicing millions of looks on me these past couple weeks, and I couldn't say that I minded in the slightest bit, it was actually slightly enjoyable.

I could say that a lot has changed over the past year but I'd be lying. Not a lot has changed, we're all still here doing the same things, just being a little bit more cautious. I still look at everyone the same way and they look at me the same. We're all the same yet we're all so different as well.

I knew that things would never be the same, but I also knew that somehow, they would be better. I spent this past year putting everything into perspective, never taking a moment for granted, I knew how much I had to lose, having lost nearly everything.

"Done!" She smiled and my mind went blank as I opened my eyes, snapping out of my thoughts, "You are so beautiful." She stared at me and I looked down, embarrassed by her comment. I tried to turn the chair around to look at what she'd done to my face but she stopped me. "No! You have to put everything on first, then you can look in the mirror." She grinned and took my arm, pulling me off the chair and towards the dress rack, I laughed as she almost flung me out of the chair.

She unzipped the white bag and pulled out a long elegant dress. It looked different to the first time I'd seen it, I guess I wasn't really looking before. This was the most beautiful dress I'd ever seen. The straps were beautiful pieces of silk, embroidered with silver beads that went with the silk bodice. The skirt flared out with all its layers and it was the most perfect dress I'd ever seen.

"Strip." She said and I shook off the stupor I was in before I did as she said, holding my arms out for her. She turned around with a very bothered expression on her face. "Very funny, Renesmee." She motioned for me to drop my arms and I giggled.

"Today is going to be a good day right?" I asked her and she skipped towards me, taking hold of both my shoulders and looking into my eyes.

"It's going to be the most perfect day of your life. I'll make sure of it." She chuckled and dashed off to set the dress on the ground for me to step into. She pulled it up and adjusted it slightly before zipping it up in the back. It felt good on me.

Alice dashed into the bathroom and I was so tempted to look in the mirror but chose not to, I didn't want to spoil the surprise. Instead I touched the chiffon fabric gently and swished it from side to side, excited that the day was finally here.

I heard a knock on the door and in came Aunt Rose and mom, "Perfection." Rosalie uttered while looking at me with disbelief.

"You say that like she wasn't already perfect." Mom snickered and Aunt Rose smacked her.

"I wasn't saying it like that." She looked at mom, glaring, before looking back at me, "What I meant was that you look even more beautiful today, if that's possible." She winked, "Alice?" She called, looking around the room for her.

"I'm in here, I'm trying to find some clips. God! Why do you always steal my clips, Rose?" She sounded irritated and Aunt Rose snickered.

"Why do always assume it was me?" Aunt Rose started and walked into the bathroom before coming out with a little box full of clips. She rolled her eyes and Alice walked out, scratching her petite arm, looking as embarrassed as ever.

"Actually, Alice, maybe you could leave her hair as it is." Mom came over and fluffed my hair, "It looks perfect the way it is." She smiled at me and Alice took a step back, deliberating on whether to leave it or change it.

"You're right. We'll leave it." She smiled, "Wow, Bella, look at you with your fashion advice." She made a pinching motion towards mom as if pinching her cheeks like she was a baby.

"Don't patronise me." Mom laughed and turned me to look at her, "You okay?" She asked seriously, it'd become a common question nowadays.

"Never better." I smiled, and for once, I was telling the truth. I felt invincible today.

"Just tell me if you don't feel good, okay?" She assured me and I smiled at how motherly she was being. It was actually very interesting to watch her being motherly, over the past year, we've been somewhat good friends.

"Okay! Okay! Enough with the mommy-daughter blah blah, it's a little sickening." Alice laughed and Mom just stuck her tongue out at her, "Wanna see what you look like?" Alice asked and smiled. I just nodded, scared that she'd made me look like Lady Gaga or something.

However, when I looked in the mirror it was nothing like that, it was like the old me was gone, I was bright eyed and beautiful. There were no dark circles under my eyes to remind me that I've had little to no sleep, there was no scar on my neck, my cheeks were warm with a peach colour, I was warm and I was me.

"Thank you, Alice." I smiled accordingly, I knew she'd been waiting for it and she grinned.

"I know, I know." She waved her hand in the air, dismissing my praise. "Anyway, you can stare at yourself later, we're going to be late." She laughed and I giggled.

Aunt Rose came to hug me before whispering in my ear, "Good luck, Ness!" She smiled as she walked out the door, taking Emmett's waiting arm.

"Okay, Jasper's waiting for me, see you down there!" Aunt Alice smiled and kissed my cheek delicately before skipping out the door.

"I'll go get your father." Mom smiled and began walking to the door.

"Hey mom?" I called after her and she turned around, "Thank you." I beamed.

"For what?" She laughed.

"For loving me." I smiled and she looked at me before tackling me with a motherly hug. I laughed at her and she pulled away to look at me before smiling at what she saw and dashing out the door.

I turned around in my dress and looked in the mirror again. This was a new beginning for me, a new beginning for everyone. I twirled to the beat in my head, smiling up at the ceiling and thanking god that I'd made it this far.

I hadn't realised that dad was standing at the door, casually watching me with a smirk on his face. "Look at you." He simply said and I stopped twirling, embarrassed.

"Sorry about that." I laughed and rubbed my arm nervously.

"It's nice to see you happy." He chuckled, "And a little embarrassing." He winked and came into my room, taking my hand and twirling me again. We both laughed, twirling to the unknown melody together before we both stopped and burst out laughing, "There she is." Dad smiled and took my face in his hands. I smiled at him, dropping my eyes. He pulled me into his arms and I felt so safe just standing there with him.

"Okay, time to go." He laughed and made a wing with his arm for me to take. I gladly took it and we walked out the door and down the stairs together. The music started playing and my heart started beating rapidly. This time I was going to do it right.

I took the flower bouquet on the table and held it to my face, smelling the fresh lilies and freesia scents. "You ready?" He asked and I nodded, taking a deep breath before we walked into everyone's line of vision.

I looked at all the happy faces sitting on the benches. The lilac petals scattered along the isle and the simple decadence of silk material along the walls. I took in all my surroundings before my eyes finally reached the podium where the man I loved stood proudly.

A big smile spread across my face when I saw Jacob. He was so handsome in his tuxedo, looking as confident as ever, some would say his ego was a bit too big, but I liked it just the way it was. He stood with his arms clasped in the front, waiting patiently while I walked down the isle to the horribly cliché wedding song.

With each step I took towards Jacob, I felt like more weight was being taken off my shoulders, I felt freer the closer I got to him. When we finally got to the edge of the podium, dad looked at me and smiled before kissing my cheek, "Don't forget to twirl." He smirked and I giggled, letting go of his arm and taking Jacob's big, warm hand. We both stared into each others eyes before Carlisle began.

"Friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Renesmee and Jacob." Carlisle spoke from his heart, "The love that these two people share is something rare, it's something that takes time, takes effort, and most of all, endless love." He looked at Jacob and I before continuing, "I'm happy to be here today to celebrate the love that they have found in each other."

I looked at Jacob who stared into my face and smiled, Carlisle's talking had become background noise to us. I stared into his liquid brown eyes and knew I'd found the man that I was going to spend the rest of my life with, he was my lover, my protector, my best friend. He was the man that I'd dreamed of all my life.

I remembered back to last year when I thought he'd died, when we all thought he'd died. I knew he wouldn't leave me, and he didn't. The transfusion took a while to work, as I'd soon learnt, and Carlisle had to extract further blood to try to get rid of the venom, I imagined that it would've been one of the most difficult things he's ever done, and one of the most spontaneous. He knew his stuff.

I remembered how nobody would tell me what had happened I had to forcefully take the phone and call Carlisle. I would've driven there in that instant if I could have moved. I remember how Carlisle was trying to sugar coat the fact that he thought Jacob was dead and how, just before he could say it, Jacob's heart fluttered and he started breathing again.

I didn't know if I dreamt it or not, but I had this undeniable feeling that Jacob was with me when I was unconscious. Nobody believes me to this day, no matter how many times I tried to tell them, but I didn't care, Jacob was with me and we brought each other back to life. It seems so sickly sweet now that I think about it, but that's how it was. Jacob squeezed my hand, listening to my thoughts, and bringing me back to the present.

"Jacob, do you take Renesmee to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Carlisle asked and Jacob smiled at me.

"I do." I felt like it was a huge relief to hear him say it, even though I knew it was coming. I could only imagine how nervous he was about my answer.

I felt everyone lean in, scared of what my answer would be when Carlisle turned to me and started, "Renesmee, do you take Jacob to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" I simply smiled at Jacob, feeling everyone's eyes on me.

"No," I started and the entire audience gasped. Jacob was unaffected, he knew what I was going to say before I said it and smiled, "I will love him long after we are both gone." I grinned and Jacob chuckled. I swear that I heard the entire audience breathe out with relief.

"Would you like to say your vows?" Carlisle looked at Jacob nodded, looking at me.

He took a deep breath before beginning "Renesmee, I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, literally." He chuckled, "We've been to hell and back and there was nobody else I would've done it with but you. You're everything to me, and I will love you for the rest of my life and more." He smiled, his vows warmed my heart, I didn't think it was possible for my heart to beat any faster than it already was.

"Renesmee?" Carlisle turned to me and I took a deep breath before starting.

"Jacob, from the moment I realised that I loved you, I knew I would love you for all eternity. You are my protector, my best friend, my rock. You keep me here, smiling, enjoying life. You light up my life because you're the most amazing person I know. You are my everything. I love you." I smiled and he looked at me with his googly puppy eyes.

"The rings?" Carlisle asked and Demi stepped forward to give me Jacobs while Embry stepped forward to give Jacob mine. I held out my hand, grinning while Jacob put the ring on my finger. I did the same for him before looking back at Carlisle and waiting for what was next.

"By the power vested in me, I know pronounce you man and wife." He grinned, "Jacob, you may now kiss your bride." The crowd cheered for us as Jacob pulled my face towards him, kissing me with the utmost passion.

"Eww!" Aunt Alice yelled at us playfully and Jacob pulled away to laugh. They all threw rose petals at us and I felt like the luckiest woman in the world. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me again.

"It's just you and me now." He smiled and I looked into his eyes.

"Just you and me." I grinned and kissed him again. It was one of our first kisses to forever.

Okay, I'm still deliberating with the Prologue, what do you think? Yes? No?
If you want it, you know what you gotta do. ;)