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Chapter 69: Weddings, Births And All That Jazz
So here I am, sitting in the living room in a house I share with my fiance of two month's. I don't think I will ever get used to saying that. Yeah it's been two months since Paul had proposed to me, time seemed to be slipping through my fingers and there was nothing I could do to stop it. My Dad's reaction to our engagement was one of surprise, he'd known about it, he'd reacted with one word "finally". Apparently, Paul had gone to my dad and asked for his permission to ask for my hand in marriage. It had all been hush hush, the pack knew about it as well, Paul had been working all the crazy hours so he could buy my ring outright, he had been distant as he'd been trying to figure out the best way to propose to me. He'd been all for taking me for a candlelight dinner, a romantic walk in the moonlight, but in the end up, that Friday he'd decided, fuck it, and he'd done it, well you know and I know how he did it. The girl's had all asked me, how did he propose? Did he get down on one knee? Well he kind of did go down on one knee, I just left out the part of him licking my pussy at the time. That was a strictly need to know basis between Paul and I and they clearly didn't need to know. They'd all gushed over the engagement, at me and at the ring. The feeling of happiness overwhelmed me that day we'd announced our engagement. My pregnancy was now showing, I had a small round bump and junior was a little kicker, definitely a boy and maybe a soccer player in the making. Junior responded to certain sounds, especially when Paul spoke to the bump. Junior kicked away happily every time. As time was flying by me, I was determined we would be married before junior decided to make an appearance. I didn't want the usual princess day that most girl's would love. I'd already picked my dress with some help from Megan, Leah and Angela. All the girl's were to my bridesmaids with the exception of Leah, she was my maid of honour. She'd burst into tears when I'd asked her. Her mother sue, was making the bridesmaids dresses, they were a pastel blue. Like mine, the dresses were strapless. The top design for my dress was a corset in ivory, the lower part of the dress flowed and swirled, elasticated to fit and support my ever increasing bump that was junior, the waist line had tiny little bluebell shaped flowers stitched in. The same blue that matched the bridesmaids dresses. The dress was lovely, as soon as I'd seen it, I wanted it. I'd given sue a small piece of blue material so that she could see the colour of blue I wanted, then once we found the material, we bought it and sue could start the dresses. The girl's themselves loved the shade I'd picked. It was calming, quite befitting as I was the kalmer. Paul and I didn't want the traditional church wedding either, we asked Old Quill to marry us, on the beach at sunset. I just hoped that we got good weather. Paul had asked Jared to be his best man, there was no doubt in my mind that he would ask anyone else except Jared. He was his brother from another mother. Jake and Chloe had also gotten engaged soon after Paul and I, I was happy for them. They were a beautiful couple and ooooh I totally forgot to tell you, guess what happened a few week's ago, well remember Chloe`s foster mother Deandra, well her and Charlie started dating and she's moved in with him on the reservation. It was awesome to see my dad happy, he deserved it more than anyone. They got on so well had they been shapeshifters, I swear I would have thought that they'd imprinted on each other, Charlie had a permanent smile on his face and Chloe was happy that deandra was close by, back in her life so to speak. I accepted deandra into my life, telling her as long as she made my dad happy, then that was all I could ask of her. Billy staying down the road from them, was found more often than not at my dad's. He seemed to have become more closer to my dad, which I didn't think possible, I think it was because Chloe had moved into his and Jake's house, so he was giving them as much privacy as possible I suppose. Most of the pack and their imprints had moved in together now, except Seth and Shaina, she was still too young to move out according to her parents, completely understandable though. She was only just about to turn sixteen, if she'd been mins, I wouldn't have been happy with the thought of my baby girl leaving home either at that age. So they continued to date and hang out as much as they could, but hey, such as life as my dad always says.
The day of my wedding had arrived and I was a bag of nerves. My hen night was spent in my house with the girl's, Hannah, Leah, Megan, Chloe, Angela and Shaina. We chatted, had a huge chocolate cake, watched movies, it was so me. I loved it. Paul's stag night included a bar crawl, and a stripper. It didn't bother me that some bitch had her clothes off in front of my man, he was marrying me and he loved me, that was it. The guys had handcuffed his hands together as the stripper did her routine, they'd hooted and hollered, Paul had complained that the strippers tits had been the fakest pair he'd ever laid eyes on. They'd been huge, but no movement in them at all as she shook her body to some cheesy stripper music. Jared showed me the pictures on his iPhone, they were funny as fuck. Honestly, the stripper in question looked to be about forty odds, her tits were a fucking joke and what made it even funnier was that she was Orange. Yes, Orange, her whole body was caked in make-up and fake tan. Unreal, I thought I would've died from the amount I laughed. So as I told you earlier, here I am, two months later and about to become Mrs Lahote. Someone pinch me, I'm dreaming surely. I have my dress on, I'm not bothering with shoes because I'm suffering from odema at present, so there was no way in hell I was going to wear heels. I would wear my ivory pumps later, but for now, my feet and and ankles were screaming Freedom, you know how Mel Gibson does that in the film braveheart, well exactly like that.
"Bella, you ready sweetheart?" Asked my dad, brushing down the lapel of his jacket, he looked so handsome.
I looked at him, his eyes watered at the sight of me.
"Kiddo, you look like an angel" he whispered.
I shook my head, my long hair had been curled, emphasizing my natural ringlets more so. I smiled at him. I took the arm he offered me and the girl's who'd been waiting outside for me, turned to look at me.
"You look amazing Bella" said Hannah softly. The other girl's nodded in agreement. They all looked amazing themselves in their pastel blue dresses. Their hair all pinned back in buns. They'd done me proud.
We all walked slowly down the path, the day was set at sunset, no wind, nothing, it was perfect. I was glad I'd picked sunset, it was my favourite time of day, plus it benefited ally and gar. If it had been earlier, they both would have stuck out like a pair of sore thumbs, and I didn't really want two walking sparkly disco balls at my wedding, no fault of their own of course. The girl's walked behind me, and I could see the pack standing on the beach, Paul faced towards the ocean, old Quil saw me coming and his eye's shone with brightness, his smile warm, inviting even. My dad held onto me tightly, leading me towards my future.
"You ok kiddo?" He whispered as we walked.
"Just don't let me fall daddy" I whispered softly, back to him.
He didn't, we reached Paul and he turned toward me, his whole face lighting up, he had a tear in his eye, this was ny man, soon to be husband. My dad put my hand in Paul's, closing his eye's, breathing deeply. I think he thought he was losing me which he wasn't, he was gaining a son thanks to this. Paul and I had written our own vows, so old quill didn't have to say much. But he started.
"Ladies, gentleman and tribefolk, we are here to celebrate the union of protector Paul Lahote and his imprint Isabella Swan, please be seated as these two say their vows" said Old Quill, with a cheeky smile and his eye's twinkling brightly.
Paul turned to me, looking down at me and began to speak.
"Bella Swan, I had this whole speech wrote out, the words I wrote can't ever do you justice, you know me, I'm no good at this emotional shit, I'm just me, and you accepted me as I was, you taught me that I don't have to be hard all the time, that it's ok to be soft, that emotion isn't a weakness, you taught me what true love is all about, you showed me what true love is, you healed the pain in my heart, you made me a better man Bella and for that, I will always be grateful. I never had much in my life, till you came along, you filled the gap, all I want and need is you, your the beat of my heart, the air I breath, you are you, and I love you, I promise to love, honour you and protect you and our children with everything I have in me, thankyou for loving me" said Paul slowly, again, choked with emotion.
Tears escaped from my eye's.
"Paul, no words on the planet could even come close to conveying the way to describe the love I have for you, all I can say is that I thank you for loving me and thankyou for protecting me, thankyou for being the most amazing guy ever, thankyou for being mine, I promise to be the best wife I can, the best mother to our children and to cherish and love you till my dying breath, even then I'm going to haunt your ads, I love you Paul, always have and always will" I choked out through tears.
"With their vows spoken, their love exchanged, I have the great pleasure of saying Paul Lahote and Isabella Swan are joined in the eyes of the tribe, May they be forever blessed with love and happiness, luck and fortune, May they be forever blessed as one, ladies, gentleman and tribesfolk, I give you, Mr and Mrs Lahote" shouted old Quil happily.
There were shouts of happiness from all around us, our families cheering our union.
The night wore on, I'd had my dance with Paul, you know the husband and wife dance, to a song we'd both picked. We'd picked a song by Celine Dion called Love Doesn't Ask Why. I suggest that you listen to it. It was exactly how Paul and I were, we just were. The lyrics meant alot to Paul and I as it described us as we were, how our love started, how our love was. With us, love didn't ask why, it spoke from the heart, it never explained. It never thought twice, it just was. It was us.
I danced the father daughter dance to the song I dedicated to Charlie, my dad. It was a song by Bob Carlisle called Butterfly Kisses. I cried as he danced with me. Through all the shit we'd been through, he'd been there every step of the way. Loving me, guiding me, protecting me as much as humanly possible. He was the best dad, I couldn't have had a better one. My make-up was now officially ruined after that dance due to my tears, Leah had to get Hannah to help reapply it to my face, I looked like a panda. But all in all my wedding day was as of this moment, the best day of my life. I was Mrs Lahote and I couldn't be happier. Jake danced with me to Queens Friends will be Friends, I'd picked that for us, he'd loved it. That's what Jake and I would would always be, friends till the end, my walking bottle of sunshine.
Paul and I decided not to have a honeymoon, I would be happy at home with him by my side. I was happy with this decision as Paul had become quite a homebody. As had I.
Married life was complete bliss, Paul spoiled me rotten every day, showing his love to me in different ways, by making love to me every day, by talking to me, giving me flowers every weekend. I loved him more and more with each passing day, and believe me, the passing days were going by quickly, by the middle of July, I was the size of a house, well it felt like it anyways. Members of the pack were assigned to sit with me different days, so should I go into Labour, I wouldn't be on my own. Paul had gotten a new beeper and cell phone so that he was reachable wherever he was. My back was in chronic pain, due to the weight my body was carrying. Junior was definitely letting himself be known these days, I felt bad for him as he had so little space to move around in. Paul and I had discussed a birthplan with Sue and Jariah, all agreeing to only go to the hospital should there be complications. Jariah had delivered countless babies in her time as had sue, she was a certified midwife so that was even better. Unfortunately junior seemed to be getting even more restless as the days drew by.
It Friday 8th August as I was putting the shopping away in the kitchen, Paul was away on patrol with Jake at the time. Junior decided he was coming. He was two weeks early. As I put the cans away in the cupboard, I suddenly felt twinges in my belly, uncomfortable enough to make me double over and it was poor Seth that was with me as it happened. He'd come out of the bathroom at hearing my shout of pain, then stood with open mouthed shock as I stood back up and a flood of water soaked the kitchen floor.
"Bella, what's happening, are you ok?" He asked me quickly.
"Its time, phone sue and jariah, and get someone to find Paul" I shouted as my body was hit with a contraction.
He ran as fast as he could to the phone, did as he'd been asked then phased and ran to find Paul and Jake. I'd shouted after him to let my dad know as well. I breathed through the next contraction, then slowly waddled to the bathroom and started to run a nice warm bath, sue had said it would relieve the pain, and sooth my body. My biggest fear was that junior was going to be a long labour. I sank into the bath just as sue and jariah arrived at the house. I shouted that I was in the bath, they came in and helped me get out and they helped me dry, the unfortunate side effect of the bath though was that soothing at the time, it also had the knack of speeding things up. Sue helped me put on my sports bra as I needed support for my boobs badly, they were aching and huge, I swore they'd trippled in size since. I was bent over the bed with Jariah rubbing my back, sue busy getting our bedroom prepped for our little bundle of joy, since embry and Angela had moved out, the spare room was now the nursery, Paul had done all the hard work, even making juniors crib. It was beautiful. The room was all creams and little brown teddy bears. Paul still didn't know what sex the baby was, I'd never gotten around to telling him. Just then the front door was banged open and in came a stunned looking Paul.
"Little phoenix, you ok babygirl" he asked rushing to my side, just as another contraction raged through my body.
"This is all your fucking fault, I swear to God I'm going to cut your dick and ball's off if you try to come near me again" I shouted at him through anger and pain.
He had the decency to look sorry for me.
"Bella honey, your gonna have to lie up on the bed now, I need to check how much your dilated sweetheart" Said sue smiling gently as Paul rubbed my back.
"I'll help you little phoenix, I'm right here" he said gently.
Both Paul and sue helped me manoeuvre myself into the bed.
Sue lifted up my nightie she'd helped me onto earlier. Seth and the rest of the pack were gathered outside, waiting for any news.
"Paul, you should really go tell the others including Alistair and Garret to leave, this is going to take ages" I sighed as I'd just had another contraction.
"I don't think he should bother Bella, this baby will be born in the next hour at least, your a lucky girl, usually first births are the longest" stated sue smirking.
"Are you kidding me, am I dilated enough? This only started an hour ago" I asked in shock. Paul's eyes looked at mine in concern.
Sure enough, I was pushing less than twenty minutes later. Contraction after contraction ripped through my body as I lay against Paul's chest on the bed, he whispered words of encouragement to me, trying to ease my pain and it wasn't working at all. I had gave one almighty push.
"That's a girl Bella, babies heads out, you can rest for a few seconds" said sue soothingly.
Paul could see the head, he gasped. "Junior has alot of hair babygirl, it's jet black".
I breathed in and out then started to push again as the last contractions started and with one final push, baby junior Lahote came into the world with a scream that would rival his daddies howl.
"Its a boy, Paul, Bella, you have a son" shrieked sue in utter delight.
I lay back on Paul as sue took junior away and cleaned him up and weighed him. Jariah looked at me smiling happily.
"We have a son Bella, we have a fucking son" cried out Paul, he was beyond overwhelmed.
He kissed the top of my head, I was exhausted.
Sue came over and handed our son over to my awaiting arm's. He was the most beautiful sight I'd ever beheld. His skin was the perfect mix of mine and Paul's, huge black eye's, perfect little lips and a complete head full of jet black curls. He was beautiful. Paul looked at our son in wonder, I passed junior to Paul, he was tiny in his arm's even though he'd weighed in at 8lb 13oz. Yeah he was a big bouncing boy alright. The pain you feel whilst giving birth is damn sore, but I'd forgotten it as I looked at Paul holding our only thing on my mind was sleep. I was knackered.
"Thankyou for our son Bella, I love you so much" whispered Paul softly, still staring at our baby boy.
"Have you picked any names yet or did you have one in mind?" Asked sue.
Paul looked at me and smiled gently.
"Nathaniel Christopher Lahote" I whispered softly, as sleep overcame my whole being.
Our son was born.
