"Do you, Morgan Williams accept Damien Rider as your lawfully wedded husband?"
The final vow.
Just hurry up and say! I do!!!
Damien had already done his vows and it was my turn.
Just as I was about to say those two little words, I heard Alice gasp.
"They're coming!" she cried.
I spun around and faced her.
"What do you mean? Who's coming?" I whispered.
Edward and Emmett stood up.
"J—" Alice began, unable to finish.
The doors to the center swung open, revealing a girl with a wicked smile and flowing hair.
Her eyes were wild and blood red.
I knew this girl. I knew this girl all too well.
"Jane!" Damien said, shocked.
"Yes. It is I," she said, walking slowly up the aisle. "Now, how do you think, Damien, how I would feel when I found out you were getting married? And even more importantly, uninvited." She said her voice was low with anger.
Damien said nothing, unwilling to answer her.
"Do you think I would feel furious?!" she screamed glaring at him.
"Or," she said; her pace quickening as she continued her path up the aisle. "Would I feel betrayed?!" she shrieked.
Damien — apparently Jane was using her power on him — crumpled to the floor.
"Damien!" I cried.
Edward took a step forward and Jane—momentarily distracted—looked at him with a cocky questioning look.
"Do you really think you can stop me?" she said, laughing and shaking her head.
She was laughing. That girl…that spoiled rotten girl thought she could have my husband.
"No," I said, laughing humorlessly myself now.
"What?" Jane growled, whipping her head toward me.
"You think you can defy me? I've been a vampire longer than you. Harder, even. You don't even deserve him! All you're doing is making him suffer!" Jane shrieked.
Alice was creeping up behind her, Alice's eyes pleading that I stalled her longer.
"Damien and I, no matter what happens, are meant to be together. I don't even care what your sorry excuse to be here is. All that matters to me is that you leave."
Jane laughed.
"Do you think that I've worked this hard to give him up for the likes of you?! I won't! So you can forget it!" Jane shouted.
Alice, with one more graceful step, was on top of her, pinning her to the ground.
I took one frightful glance to Bella, who was frozen in terror.
Edward, get her out of here!! I thought.
He nodded, scooping Bella in his arms and dashed out the door.
Carlisle was on the phone—who I was suspecting with Aro or one of the Volturi—and I saw that Emmett and Rosalie had rushed the minister out of the place before things had gotten too ugly.
Esme was staring worriedly for her daughter's safety.
Tanya and her coven had left, as Carlisle had told them to.
"Jane, what are you doing?" a cloaked figure entered the center.
"Who are you?" Damien asked.
"Her brother—Alec." Said the boy, putting the hood of his cloak down.
"Jane, you said you wanted to come to Washington for hunting. Or a possible visit to the Cullens. You didn't say that you wanted to trash a wedding. How did you know it was even going on?" he asked.
"I knew it was only a matter of time!" she hissed, still pinned by Alice.
Alec clicked his tongue.
"Damien, I think it would be best for the time being if you came back to Volterra. So she can calm down," Alec said.
"Of course. Anything for the safety of my family." Damien said, looking at me apologetically.
I swallowed.
What? He's leaving? No! I…he…he can't! What if…what if he really does fall in love with Jane and doesn't come back!!
I thought worriedly.
Alice—carefully—let Jane up and eyed her warily.
Alec took her by the shoulders then motioned for Damien to follow.
Jane then suddenly stopped dead in her tracks.
"Can I talk to Morgan? Alone?"
"It's alright," I said.
"Okay. But don't do anything," Damien warned severely.
Jane smiled evilly.
"I won't rough her up too much," she said, finally calm.
Who was that spastic girl I saw earlier? This cannot be the same person.
There was no possible way.
Jane led me into the far part of the center that wasn't rented out to us.
Nobody was using it though, so we were completely alone.
"I have a few words of advice for you," she said slyly, circling around me like a predator hunting its prey.
"One, don't be completely certain Damien will even come back. He's still wanted by Caius. The rest of the Volturi, for that matter. And don't even think that he will be 100% faithful to you if he does come back. I'm positive that he will fall for me. Of this I am sure." Jane said.
"Well you know what?" I said, fury building in my chest.
"Damien and I have been through a lot together. If you think that he's that fickle, take a good long look at the ring on this finger." I said, holding up my hand.
"Well, before you know it, a ring will be on my hand." Jane retorted.
"Good luck with that. But it will not be from Damien." I said, smiling.
"Don't be so sure," she said, walking out back towards her brother.
I swallowed, worried.
Her words had affected me. There was no denying it.
I was afraid that Damien would give in to Jane's charms.
What if that happened? What would I do? Would I die?
No…don't think that! I know him. He wouldn't.
"Damien," I heard Alec's voice from the other room, "say goodbye to your wife."
I heard his light footsteps coming toward me, but I stayed motionless. Paralyzed in my fear.
I felt his hand get placed on my cheek.
"Don't worry, Morgan. I will be back. Just to make sure Jane doesn't go psychotic if I stay. Nothing will happen, and hopefully within a week or so, we'll get the honeymoon we deserve." He said.
I looked up at him going to ask, what if you don't come home, but he already had kissed me.
I hugged him one last time.
I wasn't even sure what was happening.
Would I see him again?
That thought flashed through my mind as I saw him leave.