Important! While this is based on my life and the events that have taken place involving me, this is a Fanfiction and there will be fiction in the story.

For the last time, Enjoy!

First of all, I would just like to thank all of you for the amazing support you have all given me on this story. When I first started writing it, I never thought it would get the support it has gotten. Each and every one of you have given me the most amazing reviews that just make me feel like I am worth something in this world.

Like Bella, I have problems with the way I see myself and I know this. I am working towards seeing myself for who I really am, but it isn't as easy as it seems.

Some of you have shared your stories with me and I want to thank you because it's not easy to tell people about your problems and what you have been through. I bet you all think 'but you wrote a story about your problems'. Yes, I did, but I did it because I needed to get it all out. Having everything bottled up inside isn't good for you and this is like therapy to me.

Anyway, I want to send out big kisses and love to everyone reading and I hope you have gotten everything that you wanted out of this story.

Last time:

"I still do love you. I never stopped loving you," he admits, his smile getting bigger.

"Why didn't you let me explain when you saw that stupid DVD?"

"Because it never made sense for you to love me." He shakes his head and pulls me to him, holding me close to him.

"I love you, Bella," he whispers.

"I love you, too," I admit, making him smile brightly. "If this is going to work between us, you need to talk to someone." His smile turns into a frown and he looks away. I grab his chin like he did to me and make him look at me. "I mean it. You are obviously feeling some hurt and anger and you need to have someone help you with it all." He nods, but he seems like he doesn't agree with me.

"Then you need to talk with someone, too. You need to understand that you aren't fat or ugly. You need to understand how beautiful you are."

Two years later:

Edward and I did attend therapy, together and separately. With help, of course, we became stronger as a couple and as individuals. My confidence grew and I realized that most things that were said about me were just horrible lies.

Edward is in medical school and I am attending the University of Washington to study writing. We're still together and I see him every day after school and on the weekends. Our relationship is stronger than it has ever been, and he is always quick to tell everyone I am his girlfriend.

I love Edward and I know he loves me, too. Everything could work out, but then again, it could all crumble around me. Being with Edward is worth the risk. He has quickly become everything to me, and deep down, I know we will make this will work.

Loving him, and having him love me in return, is everything I will ever need. Our love will see us through everything.

Epilogue.

Now:

No-one said life was easy.

Things can be going great and then, boom, life throws you a curve ball and you have to work around it until life is running smoothly again. It isn't easy to get things back on track, but somehow you manage.

I never thought I would be this happy in life. At sixteen, I would have said I would be living alone with seventeen cats and no friends. I couldn't have been more wrong. Now, I live with my best friend in the whole world - Alice.

She was right when she said she was never going to leave my side. I haven't been able to lose her along the road of my life and I'm glad that she glued herself to my side. I know for a fact my life wouldn't be as fun, and sometimes scary, as it is now if it wasn't for her.

As I predicted, Emmett put a ring on Rosalie's finger and they moved to Europe just after their wedding. They're expecting their third child any time now. I have met both of their children and they are both gorgeous. Lilly and Rebecca were born nine months after their honeymoon. They both have Rosalie's hair and body with Emmett's dimples. I fell in love with them right away.

Things have become civil over the years between Rosalie, Emmett, and me. I have in no way forgiven them, and I probably never will, but I need to let things go and move on with my life. My therapist told me that I shouldn't resent or hate people from my past and allow them the chance to redeem themselves.

"Ms. Swan, there's someone special here to see you." I smile and thank Tami, my receptionist, before grabbing my bag and leaving my office. I say hello to everyone I see on my way down to the reception area and make small talk with a colleague in the elevator.

As soon as the doors open, two arms are thrown around my legs and I beam down at the brown head of hair. I move out of the way of the door awkwardly.

"Hey, baby," I coo, running my hand over his head. He looks up and smiles toothily at me, making my heart melt. Bending down, I pull the small boy into my arms and hold him tightly to me. "Are you being a good boy, Tyler?" He nods with another big grin.

Looking over his shoulder, I see Edward leaning against the wall by the door, one ankle crossed over the other and a big crooked grin on his face. When his green eyes meet mine, my heart skips a beat and my heart flutters in my chest, butterflies filling my stomach.

Even after all these years, my body still reacts strangely to him. I know we probably won't last forever, but it's going great for now. Whenever I tell Alice this, she just rolls her eyes and says she sees us being together forever. Then I roll my eyes back at her and say 'like you and Jazz'. She just beams brightly at that and chats away about her husband. That was a big surprise to everyone. One day, Alice and Jasper came by, grabbed Edward and myself, pulled us into the car and drove off. They wouldn't tell us where they were going. They ended up getting married in by a justice of the peace in Seattle. Esme wasn't too happy that she couldn't plan a wedding, but Alice told her she could plan mine and Edward's.

With Tyler still in my arms, I walk over to Edward and place a kiss on his lips, passing Tyler into his arms.

"Hey." He grins, shifting Tyler into a more comfortable position.

"Hey, yourself." Taking my hand in his, he pulls me towards the door. I wave over to Tami as I leave and she waves back, her eyes still on her computer screen. I roll my eyes. That girl never stops working.

Walking along the street, I relish in the sun shining on my face and the feel of Edward's hand in mine. I love the way Edward and I can be so comfortable and not need to speak for days, but still know what the other person is thinking. As if knowing what I'm thinking, he looks down and places a soft kiss on my forehead, a grin against my skin.

He stands up straight again and our hands swing between us as we walk.

"Mommy?" I look over to see Tyler peaking at me from Edward's shoulder; his little eyes alight with curiosity. I smile and run my free hand over his back.

"She's working, honey. You'll see her later." He looks appeased as he puts his head back on Edward's shoulder.

Tyler was the biggest shock ever. I can remember getting a tearful phone call from Alice at six in the morning. I had stayed at Edward's the night before. I grumbled all the way home, and what I found was not at all what I expected. She was sitting on the floor in her bathroom, three pregnancy tests lying on the ground in front of her. They were all positive.

She was upset because she was worried about what Jasper would think. Turns out, he was over the moon with the news. Edward, however, was not so thrilled. After talking to Edward about not killing Jasper, he accepted that his sister was having a baby.

Tyler was born a month early, but he was still healthy and happy. Jasper and I were in with her as she had him and she declared I was his Godmother. She didn't ask, she just told me I was going to be his Godmother. Of course I would have been if she asked, but it was a shock.

Edward and I have him every Saturday while Alice goes into the office to do whatever it is that she does there. I normally don't work on the weekends, but there was a problem with the sports section that needed sorting out. Of course, I was the only one free to go in.

After I left school, I got a job as a Seattle Times columnist. I love my job very much. I can do anything - from fashion, to books, to food. I'm writing my own book on the side, but this is the kind of writing I always saw myself doing. My hours work around Edward's so when he's called in to work, I can write or a while until he comes home. It's perfect for us.

We have only been living together for a year now. Jasper moved in with Alice and I after their wedding and I offered to move out, but they told me they didn't want me to. I wasn't going to move out for space, but so they could have their own little nest. The house we share has five bedrooms, and must have cost a fortune, but the Cullens took care of the money. I pay them rent every month, just because I would feel bad if I didn't.

When Edward moved in, things were weird at first. Sure, we would always be together before he moved in, but living together was so different. There was no more "walk of shame", or having to go to the other's house to pick up forgotten clothing.

I know everyone is now waiting for us to get engaged, but I can't see it happening any time soon. Edward and I are perfectly happy the way things are right now. If he was to propose, I would say yes in a heartbeat, but how we are now is fine for the time being.

"What has you thinking so hard?" Edward chuckles as he brings our joined hands up to his mouth and places a kiss on the back of mine.

"You." I smile and he shakes his head, a content smile on his face.

"Nothing bad, I hope." We finally reach the car and Edward helps Tyler into the booster seat. Once he's in safely, Edward presses me against the passenger side door. His arms go around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck. His lips meet mine and he kisses me gently for a while, pulling back only to breathe. His forehead rests against mine, Eskimo kissing my nose with his.

"I love you," he breathes, his hands ghosting up and down my sides. I shiver from his touch and his words.

"I love you more," I reply, my fingers playing with the hair on the nape of his neck.

"Not possible." And his lips meet mine once more.

And just like that, I realized that it doesn't matter what size or shape you are. Everyone gets their happy ending.

The end.

:') Thanks to each and every one of you for sticking with me.

A huge thank you to RuthPerk, for BETA'ing this. You are actually amazing :D

Thanks for reading and for the last time, please review.

Twi-girl09

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A note from RuthPerk: One of the greatest pleasures of being a beta (besides getting to read an awesome story before everyone else!) is watching your author's writing style grow and mature. I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing this story, and also for your support of Twi-girl09 by sharing your own personal stories and giving her your encouragement.

To Twi-girl09 - thank you for letting me share in this journey of yours! You truly are the amazing one!