Disclaimer: I, for the last time, don't own Twilight.
A quick little note before we begin the end. Thanks to all of you who have reviewed nicely, you make my day, and to my Bestest Buddie in the Whole Wide World, Yellow Bunny, for giving me crap daily, you push me forward! And, um, thanks to Walt Disney, for being an awesome person, and Stephanie Meyer for writing the story in the first place. And finally, for Alex Chun, for being my best friend when I came to school in the middle of the semester, I haven't forgotten your friendship, even if you have.
10 years later...
"Mom! Help!" I squeaked, turning to my door.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked, leaning against my door frame.
"It tore!" I said, showing her the hem of my dress.
"Calm down, Renesmee," Mom said, walking over, sewing kit in hand. She leaned down and fixed the small rip in a matter of seconds. Relief flooded through my body, my dress was perfect again.
"I can't believe that we are finally getting married!" I said. I looked in my full length mirror, admiring my aunts' choice.
"Oh, honey, I can't believe it either! You seem much calmer than I was on my first wedding day. Gosh, I was such a reck," she said, standing up and looking me up and down.
"Wow, you're beautiful, Renesmee"cried my maid-of-honor, Missy. I had decided, to her dismay, That Aunt Alice had been maid-of-honor at too many weddings.
"Thanks, Missy," I said, blushing a deep red. Mom cracked a smile at me.
"Nessie," Aunt Alice said, walking into my room with a bouqet in her hands. "You're on in five." She winked at me, and handed me the flowers. They were red tulips, since I was obbsessing over Evermore at the moment.
"Got it," I said, trying to calm myself. Relief flooded through my body, calming my nerves. Daddy, I thought, Thank Uncle Jasper for me. I heard a slight snikering, and Dad passing on my thanks. I heard the near silent steps of my father as he walked up the stairs.
"Why, Bella, where is Renesmee?" he said, looking around the room.
"I'm right here, Dad," I said, giggling. Missy knew about all of this, because she was one of Nahuel's sisters. I had tried to convince Tatiana to be my maid-of-honor, but she had refused. Luckly, I had been able to convince her that best friends at least come to the wedding.
Dad took my arm in his, and motioned for my mother to go sit in the crowd. She went down stairs, and went and took her seat next to the empty seat reserved for Dad after he walked me down the aile.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yep. Lead the way, Missy," I said, clutching my bouqet. Missy walked down the stairs and out the back door. Dad and I followed behind her. I was shaking in my heels, so nervous. But then I saw Jacob standing next to the minister, and I was calm. He hasn't changed since the day I was born, which was good, because that ment that I would have him for eternaty.
My wedding was very similar to my parents' first wedding. We spoke the same vows, and the set up was very much the same. We said I do, and my happily ever after started for eternaty.
The End.
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