|She Will Be Loved
Author: Ein Kampf kann eine Lebenszeit PM
Where do you go when the one you’re supposed to marry becomes the one you’d love nothing more than to hurt, and the one-time fling becomes something more serious? Full Summary inside. Please read and review. Rated "M" for later chapters. AU, OOC, lemonsRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Rosalie & Jacob - Chapters: 21 - Words: 38,822 - Reviews: 51 - Favs: 41 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 11-26-09 - Published: 01-07-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4777414
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Jasper's arm was hooked around mine and Alice was at the other end of the room, along with Jacob and Paul. Edward and Bella were in the front row, holding hands and looking back at Jasper and myself. As was the rest of the room, which was mainly Jacob's friends.
I leaned closer to Jasper.
"I don't think I can do this," I whispered, a smile planted on my face permanently. I felt his grip on my hand tighten quickly. His eyes were only on Alice, as usual, but he responded.
"You're already half way there, it's a little too late for that now," he said sweetly. Looking around, I saw he was correct.
I had made this walk countless times before. But during those countless times I had been in a knee-length dress of some deep, saturated color. Never had I made this walk in a sleeveless, ten thousand dollar ivory dress with a veil over my face. And the walk had always been exceedingly slow. This one couldn't seem to wait to get out of the door. Life's simple ironies.
The ceremony itself didn't last very long, or so I thought. Alice said it was fairly long, but she told me how fast her ceremony went for her. Maybe it was just one of those, "I can't believe it's happening to me," things you read about every so often.
After the ceremony we made our way to thanking everyone, and of course, the first dance. I don't remember that, but what sticks with me vividly is Jacob's hand going too far north when getting the garter off my leg. I got teased for being ticklish, and on top of that, I couldn't defend myself because what would everyone think? Probably nothing different than what they already knew about Jacob and I, but that wasn't the point.
I slept on the plane to our honeymoon, which was on a small, non-commercial island. Everyone we knew chipped in for it.
On the honeymoon I remember only two things. Sleeping, and sex. Other than that, I couldn't even tell you if we went to the beach.
And that's all she wrote. Yeah. I used that line. Anyway, happy thanksgiving everyone. Please review.