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Chapter 28 – The Wedding
I sigh to myself as I turn onto my side; Jake has one arm draped over my waist, while he plays with my hair with the other. It feels so good for things to finally go back to normal; and come tomorrow it'll officially be the beginning of something for me, starting with becoming Mrs. Jacob Black.
"What are you thinking about?" he whispers into my ear, letting his full lips brush against my earlobe.
"Us," I say. "The future."
I snuggle closer to his warm body, letting my body mold into his. "That's right, you have me for eternity."
He brushes my hair over my shoulder and kisses the crook of my neck. "Don't you think it'll be weird? You know, years from now we're technically supposed to be eighty years old and we still look like teenagers."
I suggest. "We can always leave." As I turn onto my back and Jake moves to give me a little space, I study his face. I feel the same way as he does, this is our home. "I don't want to leave either."
"We don't have to. We can always relocate to La Push, where everyone knows our secrets."
I groan. I don't want to think about this tonight, it's too soon. I smile while reaching my hand toward his face, touching his cheek with the tip of my fingers. "Let's talk about this when the time comes. Tomorrow is our big day."
Jake chuckles softly and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. "Don't you think we're breaking the rules? We shouldn't be together, you know?"
"So. Who cares? There's nothing traditional about us."
"You got that right." He wraps his hand around my wrist and kisses my palm. "I'm happy that you're finally mine, Bells. I really am the luckiest guy in the world to have you as my imprint."
I suddenly hear Anya's piercing voice from downstairs. "Bella, Jake can you two come down here, please!"
I sit up straight, sigh to myself and rub my fingers through my hair. "Let's go." My body moves swiftly from our bed to the bedroom door, with Jake right on my tail. It doesn't take us long to get downstairs.
Anya and Alice are sitting on the living room sofa, staring at a large, cardboard box on the end table. Anya leans over and pokes the box with her finger, cautiously.
"What if it's a bomb or something?" she whispers. "What if the Volturi are trying to blow up our house with us inside?"
Alice swats at Anya's hand and looks in our direction. "It's not a bomb, trust me. Aro sent it."
"Aro? Why?" I ask, walking toward the table.
She shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know. I haven't been watching them, you know with planning your wedding and everything."
Jake sighs behind me. "Go on, open it."
By the tone in Jake's voice I know he doesn't like the idea of the Volturi sending us gifts. It's only been two weeks since the battle. I would think they would be still upset about losing their protectors.
With my finger, I poke a hole into the box, sliding it against the tape and ripping the top apart. I pull the flaps backward, only to see bubble wrap surrounding a square shaped object. As I reach down into the box, wrap my hand around the square object and lift it, I realize that it is a jewelry box. A very fancy and expensive jewelry box. It's black with golden flowers engraved into it. Slowly I lift the lid only to see a shit load of diamonds and pearls.
"There's a note," says Anya as she reaches into the box and pulls out an ivory envelope. She swiftly opens it and pulls out the letter.
Please forgive us for our insolence. I do apologize for our behavior, as well. If it is okay with you, I would like to meet with you and your fiancé to discuss your…situation. I find it very fascinating and Caius is also willing to listen, but he is not as eager as I am. Since I will not be attending your wedding, I do wish you a very long and happy life with your mate. Oh, and please accept my gift by wearing one of the fine pieces of jewelry on your wedding day.
Anya looks up after the reading the letter, confusion on her face. She says, "Should I burn it?" It's obvious that she doesn't like the Volturi much either.
"Wow, these are really old and vintage," says Alice as she grabs a pair of diamond, teardrop earrings from out of the jewelry box. "Can I have them?"
"Sure," I say. How can I be so accepting of such a gift after what just happened? They tried to kill me and my family…my babies too. There is no way in hell I am wearing anything they offer to me. Showering me with expensive gifts isn't going to work. "Take them all."
Alice's eyes lights up with joy when I said that. She swiftly takes the box out of my hand and searches through the pile of gold and diamonds. At least it won't go to waste.
"Come on, Bella, you're not that big," groans Anya as she stands behind me, while helping me squeeze into my dress. "You got part of my DNA in you, damn it! We're sexy people and you're gonna get your butt in this dress!"
I roll my eyes. "Have you forgotten that I gave birth to twins?" I bend my legs, so I can slide the dress over my hips. I sigh deeply as I wiggle around and Anya pulls the dress upward. "There!" I grab the bodice and hold it in place while Anya rushes behind me to zip it the back.
Today is the day and my life is going to change for the better. Well, it'll still be the same, but I'm officially going to be Jake's wife. I have gone through so much and through it all, he's been there for me; rather he was at home waiting for me to come to my senses or physically comforting me. He has been so patient with me. I honestly cannot ask for a better man than Jake.
"Aw, Bella, don't cry," says Alice as she enters the bedroom. Her short, black hair is bone straight and frames her angular face. The diamond, teardrop earrings that she fell so madly in love with dangles at her earlobes. As she moves across the room, her yellow dress sways just below her knees.
I groan softly. "I'm not crying." I gaze at her through my glossy eyes and smile for a second. The tears I slowly break free against my will and stain my cheeks.
"Stop," she says as she presses her hands against my cheeks and catches my tears with her thumb. "You're going to mess up your makeup."
"Why do I need makeup anyway?" I cry. "I'm a freaking hybrid thing with model-like looks for crying out loud!" I suddenly feel a pinch and I instantly look over my shoulder. "Anya, what was that for?"
Anya rolls her eyes as she bounces around to stand beside Alice. "Stop being a pussy. You're marrying a great guy who loves you for you. Stop whining!"
"He loves me for the laidback, tomboy that I am. I don't need to be dolled up!" I protest.
Suddenly a thin white curtains falls over my head, I soon realize it's my veil. Alice carefully pins the delicate veil into my bun, while Anya bends down and flips it over. Both of my favorite fashionistas straightens out the thin fabric and quickly turns me toward the mirror. The girl staring back at me has come a long way since that fateful night. She's no longer sickly pale and looking like death. She's filled with a warm, heavenly glow that any bride should have on their special day.
"See," says Alice, "it's not a lot of makeup, just a little to make you shine."
Anya reaches up to make sure the veil is secured. "You look great!"
"Thank you so much." I reach out and pull two of my favorite people closer to me. "You two are the greatest friends a girl can have."
The constant chattering of voices inside the house only makes me anxious and nervous. One by one I can hear members of my tribe enter our large home, along with people from Forks. I thought we were going to have a small, quiet wedding, but it seems like everyone wants to witness our union. Remind me to never let Alice plan anything else for us in the future.
"Looking sharp, son."
I turn around to see my father dressed in a very nice, black suit and his long hair pulled back into a simple ponytail. "Thanks dad," I say as I bend down to hug him.
He pats me on the back and whispers, "I'm proud of you."
As I pull away and smile down at the man who has raised me up until now, I realize that I couldn't have asked for a better father. I hope to raise my children the same way he did for me. "I just wish mom could've been here."
"She's here," he says softly. "She's always watching over us."
I nod my head in my agreement. There has never been a day when I've felt like my mother was never around. Strangely, today I feel her presence more than ever.
"You better take your place."
My dad looks taken aback as he stares back at me. "What do you mean take my place? We're walking you down the aisle."
Out of nowhere Rachel and Rebecca walks from out of one of the guest rooms and waves once they spot me. It isn't long before they approach us, both dressed in soft, yellow dresses and bouquets in their hands.
"Looking good, little bro," says Rachel as she smiles at me proudly.
"The both of you look stunning," I reply back. "So, you're all walking me down the aisle?"
Rebecca nods her head. "Since mom isn't alive, we thought it would be nice if we all walk you down. You know, as a family."
"Thank you so much."
Alice moves swiftly down the stairs with Rosalie on her tail. She looks a little frantic as her golden eyes dart from one side of the room to the other. "Okay, everyone is seated. Where are the twins?"
Rosalie answers, "With Renee and Phil."
"Good." Alice looks in my direction and motions for me to come here. "Places people!" she yells like a director of a play.
I smile to myself. "What's wrong pixie? You look like a mad woman."
Alice glares at me. "Shut up, Jacob. I am trying to give you a perfect wedding." She moves away from me and nearly knocks Rachel out of the way as she pushes Billy's wheelchair near the end of the aisle. "Okay, Rachel and Rebecca, you two are going to walk alongside Billy and Jake you're going to push him." She pushes us into the place and frowns. "Where are the groomsmen?"
"I'm on it," says Rosalie as she vanishes into the kitchen. I can hear her cursing them out loudly over the attendee's voices.
Suddenly my pack falls in line behind me. I look over my shoulder and give a sly smirk. I have a good feeling by the time the wedding is over with, Alice is probably going to pull out her hair.
Alice whispers, "Esme go."
As I anxiously wait at the top of the stairs the butterflies in my stomach flutter around like jumping beans. I nervously gnaw on my bottom lip as I stare down the staircase as the subtle piano music starts to play. I inhale deeply as Alice looks at me from below, reassuring me that everything is going to be fine, but I can't help but feel like I just may tumble down the stairs.
"Geez Bells," says Charlie as he looks at me out the corner of his eye, "loosen up a bit."
I hadn't release the tight lock I had on his upper arm. "Sorry, dad."
"Relax. You're going to be fine. I'm sure when you lay eyes on Jake; all those unwanted feelings will fade away."
"You're right," I whisper.
One by one the members of the pack and my best friends disappear around the corner. I finally get the strength to move down the staircase slowly until my feet are planted firmly on the ground. It isn't long before the Bridal March starts to play and I squeeze Charlie's arm. He kisses me lightly on the cheek and in sync we slowly make our way down the aisle.
On both sides of aisle I see so many familiar and unfamiliar faces, but they all gaze at me as if they were proud of our wedding. Near the front on the right I can see the group of pale faces and golden eyes staring back at me, follow by Renee and Phil holding my pride and joy in their arms, JJ and Jordyn. My eyes lit up as I notice the small yellow dress and black tuxedo JJ and Jordyn are wearing.
Quickly my eyes glance at the yellow rose petals on the floor which our flower girl, Nessie dropped. Her reddish ringlets dangle at her cheeks as she stands beside my Maids of Honor, Alice and Anya. I can proudly say those two did an outstanding job with everything.
Bright flashes of light flashes before my eyes, as the guests snap numerous pictures. I look toward my left, only to see hottest group of men I had ever seen. Paul, Quil, Sam, Jared, Embry, Seth and Anthony never looked so good. But they had nothing on the man of the hour.
My eyes suddenly land on the tall, copper-skinned man I am calling my own. He stands tall and proud as his dark brown eyes land on mine, taking in everything I have to offer. His full lips quickly pull into that perfect smile of his and all I see is his perfect white teeth. He looks so happy to see me.
Charlie turns to face me, lifts up my veil and smiles like any proud parent would do. "I'm happy for you," he says and kisses my forehead. He turns to face Jake, shakes his hand, half hugs him and places my hand in his. "Take good care of my baby girl."
Jake says, "I will. I definitely will."
Charlie hugs me one last time before handing me off to Jake and taking his seat beside Renee.
With my hand in Jake's firm grasp, all the butterflies did disappear. Somehow, I finally feel safe.
"You look great," whispers Jake as he turns to face the minister.
"So do you."
I smile brightly with my eyes front.
The minister's heavy, booming voice echoes over the crowd. "We are gathered here today to unite two people in a lifetime bond that only a man and woman can share."
As he continues his speech, I can't help but to feel like the luckiest woman in the world. I'm marrying the greatest, most amazing guy and he is all mine…for eternity.
"The bride and groom would like to recite their own vows."
Jake takes both my hands in his and rubs the top with the pad of his thumbs. "Okay." He sighs lightly follow by a heavy chuckle. "Just to let you all know I am not a writer."
I am finding it hard to control my laughter. "Just do your best," I encourage him.
"I promise to be patient, always honest and compassionate. I will be your best friend, your lover and your soul-mate throughout our natural life. I will always put you first before my own needs. I promise to live a life that will honor the vows we have spoken and make you proud that you married me today." He slowly and nervously slips the ring onto my finger. "I love you, Bells."
I am nearly in tears as I listen to his words…So, just like Jake. "I love you too." I sniff and try to pull myself together.
"Isabella," says the minister.
Alice takes my bouquet out of my hand and replaces it with the golden wedding band, which I had engraved with 'Jake, I'm yours forever'.
"Jacob, I just want you to know that you are the best thing that has walked into my life. You've given me so much. Because of you, I laugh, I smile, and I dare live again. I look forward with great joy to spending the rest of my life with you, caring for you and being there for you in all life have for us. I vow to be truthful and faithful for as long as we both shall live. Thank you so much for giving me life again."
He looks speechless as he listens to my words, taking it all in. I even see a few tears escaping his eyes as well. I push the ring onto his ring finger, but before I can even look Jake into his eyes and the minister can get another word out of his mouth, Jake pulls me against his warm body and plants a deep, passionate kiss on my lips.
The guests begin to laugh in glee and I can hear Paul and Quil cheering Jake on.
"I now pronounce husband and wife," says the minister as he steps away.
Jake pulls away slowly, his lips still lingering against my swollen lips. He looks me dead in the eyes. "I love you, Mrs. Black."
I wrap my arms around his neck. "I love you too, Mr. Black."
Thank you so much for reading "Stay With Me Forever"! It's been a very long year and I am so happy you all enjoyed the story just as much I did. It's my very first Twilight story and I am so proud of it. I couldn't have done it without you lovely readers. Thank you! In the near future I hope to give you all more great stories to read. I really appreciate your support! Much love!