Sooo, this is the last chapter. I want to say thank you for everyone who's supporting this story. I know I'm suck at updating (Sorry!) but I'm so happy I finally finish it. Goodbye and see you on another one J

EPOV

I was awoken at four in the morning with a bad feeling. It was almost an instinct I got up from the bed and grabbed my gun on the bedside table. I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, peeking from behind the drawn curtain. My suspicion was confirmed. There were a lot of them. Black-clothed men. In my fucking house. And they weren't my men. I cursed silently. It was fucking too late. Volturi was here.

I hurriedly gathered the discarded clothes on the floor, put on my boxer in two seconds. Bella was still sleeping, naked and oblivious to the world. I shook her body slowly. My hand covered her mouth as soon as her eyes fluttered open, muffling her protest.

"Sshh." I shushed her. Those pupils widened when she saw the gun in my hand. "I need you to calm down, okay?"

She nodded and I let her go.

"They're here." She stated like she was reading my mind. I just handed her bra and panties.

"We have no time." I said warningly, rummaging through the drawer for another gun. Bella was fast to her feet, getting dressed like death chasing her.

Their footsteps disturbed the eerie silence. Some were on the stairs. The rest was probably all over the house.

Fuck.

They were coming.

"Edward…" Bella looked at me in panic.

"Get the gun in the closet." I told her. She did without asked twice.

I crossed the room to position myself beside the door while she disappeared into the walk-in closet. I counted in my head to calm my breathing. My mind was determined and focused.

They were outside.

I didn't move an inch as they tried to barge in. There were two of them. No, maybe three.

I felt the rush of adrenaline in my blood. They were in and I shot. One man fell on the floor. The other turned to me, but before he even had the chance to aim, I kicked his gun out of his hand and punched his neck. He lost his footing. I didn't waste time to shoot the fucker. Right on the chest. I watched the blood spread over the carpet. The room would definitely stink for a couple of days.

Two men down.

Suddenly a blade flying. It made me stop dead in my tracks because the damn thing almost grazed my shoulder. I spun around to find a man, the third one, fell limp behind me with a blade stick deep in his neck.

Bella grinned from across the room. Two Beretta in her hand and knife sheath wrapped around her thigh. My girl looked so fucking alluring. She cut the distance, handing me a spare gun, but not before running it lightly over my abs. Fucking hell.

I pulled her chin and kissed her hard because I couldn't fucking help myself. "You ruin my focus." Her grin impossibly got wider. "And for fucks sake, put on some clothes."

"Okay."

I squeezed her ass before letting her go. She walked over the pile of clothes on the floor, searching something to wear. I stepped aside from their lifeless bodies, standing by the doorframe and carefully looking both ways to check the situation on the corridor. It was clear.

"Baby."

"I'm coming."

I exited the room quietly, listening to any sound on the floor below. Damn it, where was Paul? Did they get him?

I stopped at the top of the stairs. Bella hadn't yet come out of the room. What the hell was she doing? "You're coming or not?" I whisper-yelled in annoyance.

"Okay, okay!" she finally appeared, only wearing my pajama top. The buttons were not even near done.

I walked down the stairs with her tailing right behind me. About five men in sight and we crouched at the same time. I nodded, giving her the go. She got up, cocked the barrel and shot. The sound was deafening, but my baby seemed unaffected.

I quickly ran down the stairs, tackling the man who was aiming his gun at Bella. The fucker crashed on the ground, gun out of his hand. I kicked it away when he was trying to reach it. He struggled to get up. I hit his head with the back of my gun. A move on my left. I aimed and shot without looking. Another man fell lifelessly, brain scattered all over. The one beneath me cowered. I fired without mercy.

More men came in. But before they could raise their gun, the chandelier above them fell down.

"Oopsie." Bella snickered from where she was before joining me.

I inspected the damages around us. This would be a hell of work to clean up.

A body writhed among the broken crystal. I lifted my gun to shoot, but my baby beat me to it.

I opened my mouth to say something to her, but suddenly the gunshots were ringing. The windows shattered. We dove and hid, our back was pressed against the nearest wall.

The real battle was out there.

"I run out the bullets." She told me, pulling the magazine.

I handed her all of my guns. I didn't have many left either. We needed to cross the room to collect their guns of the floor. "Cover me."

She nodded her head like she knew what I was thinking. "Okay."

I started and they fired. Bella was quick to respond, covering me from left to right. I dodged and grabbed the rifle, throwing one to her the moment she hit the last bullet.

There were more of them in the backyard. My now very destroyed backyard. It was a fucking disaster. Even our wedding decorations…

"Sorry to ruin your wedding." Someone bulky smirked evilly from the other side of the house as he found us standing around the mess.

"Felix." Bella hissed. The name came out sour from her lips.

"You really have no shame, Isabella." He said cynically before glancing at me briefly. "You betray the family for what? Fucking marry him?" he mocked.

"They're not my family." She spat venom. Looking like she was ready to attack.

Felix grinned, all smug. And I knew whatever words he was gonna say was shit.

"One thing Aro regretted was giving you a chance. He should leave you to die in the dump like your parents wished to."

Before I could hold her back, she ran towards him. Her fury taking over just like what he wanted.

Motherfucker.

I covered her left and right, shooting down every man in the backyard.

Bella was livid. She charged at Felix, scratching his face with her blade. He fought back, throwing a punch which she failed to dodge.

All I saw was red.

Without much thought, I sprinted towards them. Well, tried. Because all of a sudden some random fucker tackled me from behind. We scrambled on the ground and this shit was wasting my time.

More men came to my direction and before I knew it, it was five versus one. Damn it. I fought bare hands because I ran out ammo. Again. It was fucking exhausting. Those motherfuckers kept coming at me. One down only added more. I sported black eye and probably broken bones because I got hit a couple of times.

For mere seconds I kinda wonder if we were going to make it.

Paul showed up just in time. He didn't look good himself.

"Took you long enough." I gritted.

"Sorry, Boss. But Volturi brings their entire army." He threw me a rifle. I shot and kill.

"Call Jamie." I ordered.

"They're on their way."

Across the house, Bella was struggling. Although she had quick moves, this Felix beast was way stronger than her.

I ran to her. He got his hand around her neck.

Fuck. The thought of losing her was too much for me.

I aimed and missed. Shit. Shit. Shit. Cold sweat around my temple.

Another bullet and it hit his leg. Except it wasn't mine. Felix wobbled and kneeled on the ground. Bella kicked him in the chest.

"Am I late to join the party?" Jamie appeared out of nowhere. A smirk on his lips as if this shit was just a casual game.

"Asshole." I muttered.

Bella was now straddling Felix, stabbing him brutally right in the fucking chest. "I cancel your invitation!" she yelled to Jamie.

"Hey, I just saved your hot ass." He defended. I rolled my eyes. "You two can chill in the pool now. I get this."

With that, all of his men were taking over. They spread around the house, finishing the rest.

Bella rolled over on the ground, out of breath. Hands covered with blood. Body covered with bruises. Beside her was a dead man and she looked like a goddess from hell.

"Are you sure you two still want to exchange vow tomorrow? Because the wedding photos will look like some mug shots, just saying." Jamie commented.

As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right.

Three weeks later…

She was beautiful in white. And for the fucking first time in my life I wanted to cry for some stupid reason.

My baby was walking on the aisle with a nervous smile because everyone was looking at her with a hesitant look. My grin was wide and obvious. I could tell she held her breath until she reached my side. The makeup now concealed the faded bruises she had. Of course. Or else, this wedding would look like a horror movie.

"Beautiful." I whispered almost instantly as she was standing beside me. I knew she heard it because then she smirked.

In less than a minute we exchanged vow with big ass grin on our lips Jamie had to roll his eyes. Well, fuck him because I didn't fucking care.

We were announced husband and wife.

I kissed her softly and I could tell she might want to cry too.

I grazed my thumb across her cheek. She leaned in and looked up. I pecked her lips one more time and whispered. "Forever."

The corner of her lips lifted slightly and she repeated my word. "Forever."