AN: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. No profit is made or intended.
Hello Ladies and Gents!! Here is the very last chapter of BHAFA. I want to thank you all for joining me on such a wonderful ride, and I hope that you like the ending as much as you liked the story!!
Thank you Beate and Ashley for all your hard work and help!!
Today was the day, our day. After planning this for so long, today was the day I would be marrying my soul mate. Gone were the doubts in my mind about taking this step. This time around I was more than ready to be one with the one I loved, to unite my life with another for the rest of my time.
Life had been anything but easy up to this point since the attack. Some nights, I had such horrific nightmares that it took me a while to realize that I was home and safe, and not at the mercy of James and Mike.
The physical rehabilitation had been long and strenuous, but nothing compared to the emotional scars that I still carried within me. I had been beaten, molested, kicked, and branded. I would forever carry the scars of what happened to me.
The first three months after leaving the hospital were the hardest. I would wake up every night, sometimes several times, screaming in fear. Luckily Edward had stood by me through all of that, and hadn't left me alone for a single moment. He would always embrace me with his warm, strong arms, the only place I truly felt safe.
As soon as I was given the all clear from my physical therapy, I went to Forks. I needed to say goodbye to my friend Jacob. It still clawed at my heart that he had sacrificed his life in order to save mine. Most of the time I didn't felt worthy of such sacrifice, I felt ashamed and sad that it was because of me that his life had been cut short.
I remember arriving at Forks on a late summer afternoon in August. The day was much cooler than you would expect for a summer day, but this was Forks after all. I first visited Charlie. After the attack, our relationship had become more solid. We no longer held our emotions towards each other, we spoke them freely and with all the love a father and daughter could feel towards one another.
The next day I headed to the reservation after having an argument with Edward about me going alone, but I needed to do this. I needed to close that chapter of my life on my own.
By the time I arrived at the small dilapidated house that brought me so many memories, I was clammy and shaky from my nervousness. I watched from the car as Billy came out of the front door. His gaze told me that he had been waiting for this moment for a very long time and I gulped as I felt my nervousness increase. Would he be mad at me? Did he blame me for Jacob's death? I knew that I blamed myself, so why wouldn't he.
I made my way out of the rental car slowly, my hands shaking in fear. I didn't feel fear for my life or well being, but I was very afraid of being rejected by these people. I didn't think I could handle them turning their back of me due to what I had done to their future leader. I had let them down and I was so very ashamed of myself.
"Bella, it's so nice to see you," Billy said as he wheeled his chair closer to where I was standing.
I sighed in relief as I realized that he was not going to yell at me, that they didn't hate me. A sob caught in my throat as I embraced Billy, the familiar tobacco and mint scent floating in the air around us, bringing back so many happy memories.
"I'm so, so sorry, Billy," I managed to say between sobs.
"My child, what are you sorry for?" Billy asked perplexed.
"Jacob died because of me. I don't deserve your love and understanding. You should all hate me," I cried.
"Bella, this was not your fault. Stop blaming yourself. Everyone here loves you like a daughter, a sister, a friend. Anyone here would have gladly given their lives in order to save yours. You might not be a Quileute, but you are still one of ours." He said in a stern voice.
"But…" I started.
"But nothing, my child. Jacob died in the line of duty. He died doing what he loved, protecting others. He died with honor knowing that he was doing what he was meant to do, serve and protect. We all loved him and miss him, but we couldn't be prouder of him. He left us like a true Quileute warrior." Billy continued as he cleaned the tears from my face.
After greeting everyone in the tribe, I was led by Seth, Quil, and Embry to Jacobs resting place. I fell on my knees as I was gripped in pain. I cried for what seemed like hours for my friend, for the things that I had endured, for all the things I almost lost, for my mother, for my friends and family, for my love, and lastly for me.
I felt as if a huge weight was being lifted from my body, letting me breathe for the very first time since the attack. I left Forks with a new bounce in my step, a new determination to move forward, to heal, and to forget. For the very first time since those tragic events, I was truly looking forward to what was to come, to my future.
Later that month I received a visit from Renee. This time it was me who had invited her. I wanted to patch things in our relationship for good.
We spoke for hours, like never before, like a true mother and daughter. We talked about her life with Phil, her hobbies, her plans for the immediate future. We also talked about my wedding, my life with Edward, and my rehabilitation. Then we talked about the past. All the mistakes we both made.
She was never the mother I needed. She acted more like a friend, always trying to spin things in a fun way while trying to instigate in me the desire to be better in life by marrying rich. I was never the daughter she should have had. I had instead taken on the role of a parent as I tried, sometimes unsuccessfully, to become my own person, to have my own desires, my own goals.
We cried for all the past mistakes and became giddy, discussing the future. She was genuinely happy about my relationship with Edward and our plans to marry. She wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be part of our lives as we became our own family, hoping to someday be a better person to her grandchildren.
By the time we parted, we were feeling at ease with each other. For the very first time in our lives we felt like a true mother and daughter, and I was excited about getting to know my mother in that role.
The next several months went by in a blur. My life consisted of two main things, getting better, and planning my wedding with Edward, well, as much planning as Alice would allow that is.
Edward and I had planned for a spring wedding, hoping to give me enough time to feel better. We both knew that I would never be completely over what happened, but we were working hard in healing.
Edward needed to heal just as much as I did. He needed to get over the weeks of guilt and desperation that he suffered, and all the separation anxiety that he gained. He needed to let go of his fear of losing me after witnessing my heart stop so many times.
There had been countless nights were I had found him wide awake, staring at me. It was as if he was trying to convince himself that I was real, that I was really there with him. We spent many times crying in each other's embrace, holding on for dear life, afraid that if we let go, the world around us would crumble into a thousand small pieces.
Neither of us had gotten back to work. We had decided that since we had enough money, in my case savings, to carry us over for a few years that we would just focus on each other and on healing. We had both joined a martial arts class, a yoga class, and we spent a lot of our time in therapy.
I had my own therapy sessions, he had his own therapy sessions, and then we had a joined therapy session, all with different doctors. Sometimes it felt as if all we did was go to therapy, but neither could deny how much it had helped us both individually and as a couple.
Slowly, our lives started to revolve more around our future than our past. I knew we were on the mend when our therapy sessions together were spent talking about our future plans, where to live, what to do for a living, did we want children, and what were our next steps.
As the year anniversary of the attack approached, I felt a new sense of empowerment. I had a renewed strength and a completely different outlook in life. That day I was surrounded by friends and family for the entire day.
No one spoke about the attack, Mike, James, Jacob, and Jessica. None of it. We spent time as a family, loving and caring for one another. That day I found out that Gage and Charley were getting married the summer after our wedding. We also found out that Rose and Emmett were expecting their first child and that they were moving into a house on the outskirts of Bethesda.
Alice and Jasper had also built a new home near them, and still carried the newlywed afterglow. Everything in our lives was falling into place.
"Earth to Bella," Alice said in a playful tone as she put the final touches to my makeup.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm more than alright, Alice. Today I'm becoming Mrs. Cullen," I said in excitement.
Everyone in the room chuckled at that and I felt thankful once more that life was once again light and happy.
"You look like an angel," my mom said as I stood up from the vanity chair and lifted my arms in the air so they could help me with my dress.
All of my girls were here. Alice was my maid of honor, Rose, Angela and my new best friend Charley, my bridesmaids. Esme and Renee were also in the room with me, both looking at me with pride.
"Alright girls, let's get this over with. Now be very careful, if I see any makeup on that dress, I'm going to throw a fit," Alice warned with a chuckle. We had all started calling her the wedding mistress, since she couldn't be called a Bridezilla.
After negotiating the gown, the shoes, the veil, and another round of makeup, I was left alone to admire my dress and get into the moment.
I stared at the image being reflected by the mirror and I could hardly believe that it was me staring back. My skin and my hair looked flawless as I was frozen in time, looking at the strange twinkle in my eyes. It was a twinkle so bright, that I was sure I had never seen anything like it.
I balled my hands into fists as I briefly remember the last time I looked at myself in a mirror while clad in a wedding gown. The contrast of the two occasions was palpable. While I had been full of unvoiced doubts and fears on that last wedding, I was full of certainty, love, and peace on this one.
I was no longer scared of the unknown. There was no feeling at the back of my head telling me to bolt. I was at peace with myself and excited about my next steps. I couldn't wait to marry my love.
This time, life was undoubtedly perfect.
I was getting on everyone's last nerve as I paced back and forward at the Church's altar while waiting for Bella. We hadn't seen each other for forty eight hours, the longest we had gone without each other since the attack, and my patience had run out a while back.
"It's almost time, please be calm," Jasper whispered in my ear as the church continued to be populated by all of our friends and family.
"What's taking so long? Do you think she changed her mind?" I asked in a hushed voice, but unfortunately Emmett heard me.
"If you are just looking forward to chasing after Bella in her underwear as she runs away from you, then I suggest you wait for after the wedding and do a reenactment at the honeymoon," he smirked.
"Emmett shut the hell up," I whispered-yelled as I heard multiple chuckles coming from all over the church.
"It's time," I heard my father say as he wrapped me in a hug and moved to join my mom at their seats.
I took a deep breath and tried to steady my shaky legs as one by one, all of the bridesmaids made their way to the altar. My groomsmen consisted of Jasper, my best man, Emmett, Ben, and Gage. We all cleared our throats as we took in the beauty of all of our women as they approached us, silly smiles on their faces.
Suddenly the tune changed and I froze as my Bella, my angel, started to walk her way down the aisle. Her tiny arm tightly secured by her father's.
I suddenly felt drunk as I took in the beauty of my bride, she was perfect. Her long white gown hugged all of her curves perfectly, her hair shining from underneath all the layers of her veil. She looked so exquisite, so lovely, but that was not what made my heart skip a few beats. It was the twinkle in her eyes, happiness so bright that it shined above everything that was going on at that moment.
At that very second the rest of the world ceased to exist. It was just me and her, Edward and Bella, man and woman, soon to be husband and wife. Life was perfect.
The ceremony was short and sweet and we embraced each other as we drank in all the joy around us. The reception went by in a blur and before we knew it, we were heading to the Maldives for our honeymoon.
I sighed as I took in the scent of the big, blue ocean surrounding us. The trip had been long and strenuous, but I was still drunk in contentment.
Bella giggled as the small boat taking us to our own little private island skipped over the waves.
"We are here," the guy that was navigating the boat said as we made it to shore.
There were a couple of cabana boys waiting for us at the small dock. They helped us out of the boat and led us to our new home for the next month.
"Thank you, I'll take it from here," I said as they opened the door to the small cabin and placed our luggage inside.
They left as soon as I handed them a tip, joining the other man on the boat after making sure we wouldn't be needing anything until the next day.
I laughed as Bella started to walk towards the inside of the cabin.
"Where do you think you are going Mrs. Cullen?" I asked as she blushed at her new name.
"Inside, where else?" she smirked.
"No, I don't think you are walking in there," I laughed as she huffed.
"So what, you expect me to float in there?" she asked with a laugh. She knew exactly what I was getting at, and was teasing me.
I closed the gap between us and grabbed the back of her head as I pressed my lips roughly against hers.
"God, you taste so yummy," I said as I placed my arm underneath her knees and picked her up, cradling her against my chest.
Bella giggled as she kicked her legs trying to free herself from my grasp. I moved my head so that I could attack her soft neck, and she purred as I started to nib, kiss, and lick all over her sensitive spots.
As soon as I was inside our bedroom, I closed the door, and moved towards the huge white bed. I was sure the place was beautiful, but I was too caught up in Bella to notice.
"Are you sure?" I asked as I placed her softly on the bed.
We hadn't been intimate since before the attack. At first it was due to her reaction to me and all the memories from her attack, but later we decided to just wait for our wedding night and make it special.
"Yes baby, I'm more than ready," she said in a small sexy voice.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this," I whispered against her ear as I blew air around it, before taking her lobe between my teeth and biting softly.
"Edward, I want you so bad. I'm aching for you," Bella purred as I continued the attack on her ear and neck.
I ran my tongue over her sweet yet slightly salty skin until I reached her chin, caressing her soft cheeks with my fingers. I stopped and took a moment to admire her beauty, getting lost in her beautiful brown eyes. The sparkle in her eyes made my entire body shiver in anticipation. How I needed her.
"I love you so much, baby" I whispered against her lips, while still maintaining my gaze in hers. "You are my life now."
"I love you too, Edward, with everything I've got," she whispered before running the tip of her tongue against my lips, begging for entrance. I groaned before allowing her soft pink tongue to enter my mouth, wrestling with hers as I started to work on the buttons of her shirt.
Slowly, very slowly I started to remove her shirt, placing kisses on every little bit of skin I left exposed in my wake. Bella sighed as she started to moan softly against my head, wrapping her hands around my neck and moving me so that I could kiss her once more.
My hard cock twitched as Bella pushed me back and knelt on the bed, giving me a come hither look before she started to unbutton my shirt. She squealed as I took my shirt off roughly and wrapped my hands around her waist.
"Your hands are cold and it tickles," she giggled as she tried to get loose from my grasp.
"Where do you think you're going Mrs. Cullen? I asked as she melted into my embrace and attacked my lips roughly.
"Does that turn you on?" I asked.
"Me, calling you Mrs. Cullen?"
"Fuck yes," she said in a husky voice that dripped with sex.
"Mine," I said as I lowered my head and began to place butterfly kisses all over her smooth navel.
"Mine." I sighed.
Within seconds we had lost the rest of our clothing as we proceeded to kiss, bite, lick and nip at each other.
Bella yelped as I grabbed her by the back of her legs and pulled her as her back fell into the bed with a soft thud. She started to wiggle against me as I ran the tip of my tongue over her smooth leg, making my way down to her toes.
I gave her a mischievous grin as I took her big toe in my mouth and started to suck and lick the soft digit.
"Fuck , Edward. That feels so fucking good," she screamed in pleasure as her small hand made its way to her throbbing center and started to tease her own bundle of nerves.
"Are you wet for me baby?" I asked against her thumb as she continued her ministrations.
"Fuck yes," she grunted.
I chuckled at her eagerness as I once more ran the tip of my tongue against her skin, making my way towards her heated center.
I glanced at her before grabbing her hand and moving it away from her wet pussy. I teased her by kissing her most inner thigh before finally making my way to her bud and flicking my tongue over it. I smiled as Bella's hips buckled against my face and she started to moan my name over and over.
I teased her by going from plunging my tongue inside her to licking her tasty bud, repeating the same process until I felt her legs clench against my neck, alerting me of her upcoming release. I furiously licked and nibbled her while encouraging her to come for me between breaths.
With a small whimper, Bella let go of whatever it was that she was holding on to and succumbed to her orgasms. I lapped at her pussy, taking in all of her juices until she was licked clean. Yummy!
I sat up and moved so that I was hovering over her before attacking her lips roughly. I wondered for a second if I was being too rough, but understood that I wasn't when Bella reached out from underneath me and grabbed my cock, stroking the full length softly before moving at a faster rhythm.
"I need you inside me, Edward," Bella whimpered as she continued to stroke my length.
I stopped kissing her and moved my glance over hers before slowly entering her, throwing my head back in pleasure once I was completely seethed between her tight walls.
"More, Edward, I want more" Bella cried as I started to pump in and out of her.
"Fuck, Bella, you feel so good, baby," I moaned as I continued to move within her, getting closer and closer to my own release.
Sensing that I was getting close, I started to rub Bella's nub with my thumb, causing her to scream my name in pleasure, over and over, before once again coming, milking me for what I was worth.
I bit on her lip as I lost all sense of control and let myself go into the wonderful waves of my own orgasm, screaming Bella's name over and over as I filled her with my seed.
After that, we just laid there, embraced in each other's arms, my member still inside her, basking in the wonderful moment. No words were needed, no gestures. Our love was so loud and so strong that it shined through every pore of our bodies.
I smiled as I realized that this was how I intended to spend the rest of my life. I wanted to remain in the arms of my lover forever, knowing that we would overcome anything and everything life threw at us.
I sighed in contentment as Bella's eyes shut close, her small, warm body relaxing against mine.
She no longer had a broken heart.
She was no longer a fallen angel.
She was my wife, my mate, my soul.
AN: New Story and others.
Once again, thank you very much for reading and reviewing, you guys are the best. I have a new Story called Fingerprint, it's Alternate Universe and has our favorite vampires. I am also planning a couple more stories; some of them are already in the works, so add me to your Author's Alert if you are interested.