Chapter 5: Paradise…or problems.
(POV Mayella)
I woke up to the sun glistening off of the silky sheets, lost in a sea of lights. The beautiful morning. Something was different though. Rolling over, I looked around to see what it could have possibly been, then I looked at it. The babyish face as it lay in rest, the softly parted lips, the smooth forehead, and the deep breathing. I knew what was different now. I was no longer Mayella Cullen. I sat up and looked at the shiny, sapphire wedding band on my left hand. Those few gems seemed to glisten more than everything shiny in the room all together.
The bed shifted as the hot arm that was wrapped around my waist tightened. I looked down at it through tired eyes. I felt emptier today than I did yesterday, like a major part of my life had left me. Perhaps I was hungry? Carefully I twisted out of my new husbands arms and slid my legs off of the bed. Standing I headed towards the kitchen, my hands over my stomach.
We had received a whole two months shipment of food when we arrived here, and had spent most of the night packing them away. Opening the fridge, I pulled out some eggs and bacon. I set to cooking them right away.
"Something smells good babe." A husky voice penetrated the sizzling of the eggs and ham. I looked up to see my husband emerging from the den, his hair messed up, his eyes narrow, but glistening with something I hadn't seen in a long time. Was that? Pure love?
"It's called breakfast." I replied, kissing him on the lips as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He chuckled and lightly bit my neck. "Ouch!" I yelped, pulling my head away, glaring at him.
"You taste good, are you on the menu?" He kissed my cheek. I grabbed a hot piece of bacon from the pan and stuffed it in his mouth.
"Which tastes better with a burnt tongue? Me or bacon?" I smiled at him. He pulled it out of his mouth, but not without taking a couple nips at it.
"Bacon's juicy, but so are you when I bite just right." He teased. I rolled my eyes and shut the stove off.
"Get me the plates Macho." I smiled, pointing at him. I watched him as he did this little…dramatic, gay looking trot across the kitchen. I laughed and shook my head as he dramatically swung his hips, taking dramatic steps with the plates balancing carefully on his hands. "You're so gay." I giggled as he handed them to me. He flipped his hair over his shoulder and dragged his long tongue up the side of his finger.
"Oh but it turns you on." He moaned. I snorted and shook my head.
"Yeah, it makes me want to turn the water on and spray you with it." I replied, scooping the food onto the plate. I shoved one into his chest and pointed at the chair. He smiled at me and skipped to a seat and sat down. I couldn't help but watch as he stared at the food with his mouth open smiling. "Well, aren't you going to eat it?" I asked. He looked at me and snorted.
"What am I supposed to eat with? My face?" He lifted his plate. There was no fork. I giggled nervously and handed him a fork.
"Usually you do." I kissed the side of his head.
"Oh yeah." I walked around and sat across from him, using my fingers to pick at the bacon and most of my eggs. Jake had all of his food gone before I had even finished all of my bacon. "So, what do you want to do today?" He asked, watching me as I stuffed a piece of egg in my mouth. I shrugged my shoulders, the silk of my slip sticking to my legs.
"I don't know what there is to do around here, I have never been here before," I looked up at him. "Remember?" He smiled and nodded.
"Well, there is a celebration going on today over in Japan, maybe you'd like to go?" He smiled at me. I looked at him questioningly.
"Celebration?" He nodded.
"Yeah, I don't know crap about Japan or China or whatever it is, but I grabbed these brochures before we climbed into the boat and come to find out we must have been pretty lucky to get married right around this time." He stood up and walked into the bedroom. I watched him as he came back out holding a few little pamphlet things. He handed them to me. "The one on top." I took them and looked down.
"Sakura festival?" I looked at him, my heart leaping. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah sure, I don't even know what a sakura is." He laughed. I smiled.
"Cherry blossoms." I replied, feeling like a genius for knowing it when I was sitting right across the way from a one hundred year old werewolf. Or shape-shifter. Whatever.
"They have a festival for Cherry blossoms?" He asked incredulously. I nodded.
"I believe it's to welcome spring, and on top of that, it's the most popular celebration to them. I hear it's very romantic." I smiled at him. He nodded.
"Heh, they're celebrating spring now and we were a month ago." He snickered.
"Well, global warming has kicked our planets butt so it gets warm in January, it feels like a heat wave in Forks, but it's nice here." I looked around. A bird flew in and landed on the window sill. Both Jake and I stared at it.
"I wonder." Jake mused allowed. I looked at him. He smiled at me. "Do the birds here chirp in Japanese?" I sighed and rolled my eyes. Pushing myself to my feet I grabbed my plate and his and put it in the sink.
"Nope, it's Spanish." I giggled, rinsing them. He glared at me.
"You smart ass!" He pushed himself to his feet. I screamed and ran to the bedroom, him chasing after me. Although I was strong hearted, I couldn't keep my threat that I made yesterday. Not when he was so cute. Not on our honeymoon.
NFS
It took a couple hours to get to Japan. The people were so nice though. They were always smiling at Jake and I and the ones who knew English would talk to us. I admit some of the busses were cramped –especially for us seeing how we were so damn tall and had such long limbs. Jake almost sat on someone twice, so he decided it would be best to stand, but the man he almost sat on –both times- just smiled.
"You can sit." He said. Jake shook his head.
"No thanks, I figured I should stand." Jake smiled kindly in return. "Just don't go touching my girl." He smiled. The man looked at me, his cheeks turning red as I flashed him a smile. He was young, possibly 18 maybe 19.
"Girlfriend?" he asked Jake. Jake snickered and shook his head, winking at me.
"Nope, wife." The boys jaw dropped.
"Wife? At such young age!" I felt my face turn hot as half of the bus turned their attention on me. I looked down into my lap. Jake laughed.
"Oh we're not as young as you think we are." Under exaggeration. Slowly the bus came to a stop. I stood up and started to follow the people off of the bus, Jake's hand rested on my hips.
"So, where are we going? Are we going to get something for the celebration?" I questioned. He nodded. Stepping off of the bus, I was taken in by awe. There were cherry blossoms everywhere, the air sweet, little petals falling from the trees, landing in the streets.
"Wow, this is…" Jake trailed off. I looked back at him as he just stood there. His eyes were glistening, the reflection of cherry blossoms fluttering to the ground in his eyes. I felt a smile stretch across my face. He looked beautiful in this environment. Grabbing his hand, I giggled and started to skip down the sidewalk, pulling him along with me. He laughed, resulting to jog to keep up.
We stopped by a Kimono shop to get a few sized for us for tonight. They were awed by how tall I was, but even more awed by how tall Jake was. Jake was peaking six feet, just a few centimeters shy of seven feet. I was six foot now. But they didn't say anything hurtful to us; they actually opened us with open arms. I chose a light pink silk with cherry blossoms on it and red Chinese flowers on the arms. For Jake I chose a dark blue with the Chinese cuddle fish on them. They did the tailoring right there and after we paid, we were able to wear them right out of the store.
Stopping by a bakery, we got a couple of those little donut things on a stick. I couldn't help but look at Jake though. He looked like he was so happy. Like he was enjoying himself. Heading out we sat on a cement wall outside under the trees, eating our treats as we were being showered on by cherry blossoms.
"So, what do you think about Japan so far?" I cooed, looking at him, trying to fill the silence. He smiled and nodded.
"It's beautiful babe." He looked at me. Just the look in his eyes caught my breath, stealing it from me. "And you look so beautiful in an environment like this." He closed his eyes, leaning forward. I closed my eyes. The soft pattering of his lips against mine, the scent of him, mixing with the cherry blossoms, the sound of his heart beat mixed with the beat of everyone else's hearts as they kissed their loved ones. His hot hand braced my cheek as his lips pushed mine apart, his tongue gliding across my bottom lip. The ring on my hand burnt my fingers, and before I knew it I had ripped my head away from him and ripped the ring from my finger, dropping it to the ground.
"Ouch!" I hissed. Jake looked at me with furrowed brows. He bent over and picked up the ring.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
You're what's wrong. I hissed. He looked at me confused. I shook my head, an anger ripping through my skull.
"Ouch." I whimpered again.
"May?" He reached out, laying his hand on mine. I pulled away from him.
Don't touch me mutt. She hissed.
"Ouch!" I cried.
"Leave May alone wench!" Jake snarled.
Bite me butt sniffer.
"Oh, you have a lot of room to talk. He snorted.
"Ouch!" He wrapped his arms around me.
"You're hurting her.
I'm making her see what crap you are! Look at you! You're so smug! Sitting there with a shit eating grin on your face, just bathing in the fact that you won!
"No! That's not true I love May!" he growled.
On what planet? She sniveled.
"Stop." I whimpered.
No! Do you know what you're doing to Seth?
"Screw Seth!" I growled. She was quiet. "He left! It was his choice! He left you!'
Because you chose Jacob!
"Because I chose someone who fell in love with me before he did? How fair is that to Jake? He's had his heart broken three times."
But-
"No buts. If Seth can't live with a broken heart, if he must be a child and always get his way then he deserves it. He should know, and he shouldn't think that if he gave me an option with an obvious choice, that I'm going against it, and automatically swing towards him. He gave me the choice, I chose Jacob, now he has to live with it." I replied, my voice low. My eyes closed. She was quiet. "He can now live with his first broken heart." I whispered finally. I pulled away and looked up at Jake. He was looking at me with completely obsessed eyes.
Leaning back, he lifted the ring. Lifting my hand, I watched as he slid the cold metal onto my finger, soothing the burning sensation, sealing her away to dwell on it, hopefully forever.
"Should we go somewhere else for now?" He questioned his voice barely a whisper. I looked around, noticing that no one had noticed. I closed my eyes and nodded.
"Yeah, we should go to a bath house." I smiled at him. I wasn't going to let her ruin my honeymoon. Never.
NFS
We soaked in the hot, steamy waters until the sun went down. Sake was served to us, beautiful, kimono clad women played their instruments. Jake sniffed at the sake curiously.
"Drink it honey." I replied, sipping at mine, the taste tingling my taste buds.
"What is it?" He asked, his nose slightly scrunched from the smell. He could smell the alcohol in it easily, but I was sure he could smell everything else in it too.
"It's an alcoholic drink. It tastes the best on calm nights, the promise of our surroundings," I closed my eyes. "The powder of the snow in winter, the stars in summer, the cherry blossoms in spring, all of these promises of nature, is what makes sake taste so good." I opened my eyes. He didn't say anything. I looked at him. He had a large smile on his face, like he was going to laugh. "What?" I questioned.
"You eat this stuff right up don't you?" he laughed. I squeaked and splashed him in the face. He laughed and turned away. I looked away from him, staring at the floating cherry blossoms in the water. We were in an outdoor bath, the sky was clear, the air was crisp. I felt a hot pair of lips peck at my cheek. I looked at him, all of the anger bubbling out of me. A loud whistle echoed through the air, then a burst of light flashed across the sky. I looked up to see a shower of fireworks. "Awesome!" Jake howled. I giggled and shook my head.
"You eat this stuff right up," I kissed his cheek. "Don't you?" He smiled at me, his eyes narrowing. Wrapping his arms around me, he hugged me tightly. I looked up at the sky, resting my head on his chest as more fireworks filled up the sky.
"I love you." He whispered. I closed my eyes, letting the words sink in, seeming even sweeter than the first time he'd said it. Every time he said he loved me, it felt so much sweeter. It felt sweeter, smelt sweeter…tasted sweeter.
"I love you too, Jacob." I whispered, the love running through my veins. This was my life. This was my love. I was no longer Mayella Cullen, lost kitten of the Cullen's. No longer the murderer of half a pack. No longer the mistake. No longer the child who wasn't supposed to be alive. I was now Mrs. Mayella Black. Wife to Jacob Black. Damphier. First of her kind. Daughter of Edward Cullen and Isabella Cullen. Twin of Renesmee Cullen. Two kind men's soul mates. Love interest to the Volturi. Queen of Voltaire. The one mother who had fell in love with her own son…My eyes opened. I had forgotten about that little affair. "Jake?" I whispered. He looked down at me.
"Yes May?" He replied, the smile still spread across his face.
"When I was with the Volturi, when Ryuuen was alive, I-" Did I really want to tell him? He continued to look at me. "I…I made out with him." I whispered. He looked at me shocked, his eyes wide.
"Umm…well, that's…odd." He muttered. "Does that explain why he was so protective over you? Before he snapped." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Maybe that's why he did snap. I broke his heart when I chose you over him. Like he was a substitute or something." I whispered. He sighed and pulled me closer to him, squeezing me against his body.
"Well, all of that is in the past now, no need to dwell on it anymore my love." He replied, sounding…disturbed. He kissed my forehead, and again we looked to the sky, the stars dancing amongst the lights, the sparkling light. Somewhere, up in heaven, were my babies. And I wondered, if they knew who I was now? Did they love me now? I closed my eyes. Only now that I thought about them did I realize that I loved them. So deeply, and that maybe, it was the best that they were gone? I mean, things happen for a reason…right?
