"Almost time!" Bella said excitedly, peeking her head in the door before entering. She gasped. "Wow...Ember, you look beautiful!"
"Thanks, Bella," I said quietly, staring at myself in the full length mirror.
I bit my lip and she frowned.
"What's wrong?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.
I was getting married.
I was getting married to the most perfect creature to ever walk this earth.
What if I wasn't good enough? And, what if he figures that out one day?
"Nothing," I replied, forcing a small smile. "Just got a lot on my mind."
Though she wasn't buying it, she reluctantly let it go and excused herself to give me a few more moments to myself.
You are being ridiculous, my inner voice told me.
And I knew that.
Jasper and I had been through so much, and through it all our love never faltered...Even when he didn't know me.
It had been three months since the battle with Caius, and it hadn't always been a smooth ride.
Thankfully, Carlisle had been right about the drug. As it dissipated in the human bloodstream, the vampires addicted to it were weaned of it's hold. Unfortunately, it didn't happen without it's side effects, just like any addictive drug.
After two weeks, Jasper began having violent mood swings. We had to move from the house in the city after he kicked the front door halfway into the yard. Fortunately, that happened in the middle of the night and no one witnessed it.
He wanted me to go live with the rest of the family until he recovered, but I would have no part of it. Though he was absolutely terrifying in a violent rage, he needed me and I vowed to see him through.
There were times I held him while he sobbed for hours, unable to stop. Other times he just stood and stared out the window, unseeing, immersed in depression.
It wasn't all bad.
It took a total of about six weeks for the drug to lose it's hold on him, and closer to end of it, the mood swings got less violent and depressing. Sometimes he was just downright funny.
I smiled as I remembered the night we picked out my engagement ring.
He had been chomping at the bit to take me out and get it, but given his condition we hadn't been able to. So, when Carlisle gave him the green light, he lit up like a Christmas tree.
He literally bounced into the bedroom, where I had to check on him an hour later...See, another side effect he suffered from was indecision. I found him standing in the closet, every article of clothing thrown on the floor around him. The look on his face when those puppy dog eyes met mine was priceless. I was having a tough time containing my laughter, and lost all control of it when he said, "What is a man supposed to wear to pick out an engagement ring?"
I had to convince him the jeans and long-sleeved tee he wore was sufficient and that I liked the way his butt looked in said jeans.
A few hours later, I had to swear to him that I would never breathe a word of that tale to our family or anyone else...EVER.
A soft knock at the door brought me from my memories.
"Don't come in!" I shouted, knowing it was Jasper.
He chucked and I could practically hear his eyes roll.
"I know, I know...Just wanted to check on you...Are you okay?" I glared at the door. "Did Bella say something to you?" He chuckled again. "No, darlin'...I'm an empath, remember? And I can feel your emotions over anyone else. So...What's with the uncertainty? Should I be worried? Because if you run away I'm going to send Emmett after you with Bella to help him."
That made me giggle.
"I'm not going anywhere," I promised, knowing he felt my sincerity. "I just...worry."
I sighed. "That one day you're going to realize I'm really not what you want."
"Baby, come to the door." I obeyed. "Put your hand on the door." I did as he told me and by the feel of heat where my palm rested I knew his hand was pressed to the door on the other side. "Feel that, sweetheart?"
"I love you more with every minute that passes...and I'll never stop," he vowed.
"I know," I whispered.
"Good. I'll see you in two minutes, beautiful."
With that, he was gone, the heat quickly fading from my palm.
The next knock at the door was Carlisle, ready to escort me to my waiting groom. He held his hand out for mine and kissed the back of it before placing it in his arm.
"You are simply breathtaking, Ember," he said, a warm smile on his face.
"Thank you, Carlisle...And thank you for doing this for me."
"It's my honor."
We had opted for a small wedding at home, surrounded by only family and a few close friends.
The wedding march began to play as I descended the curved staircase.
Nervousness hit me once again, but disappeared when my gaze met his.
If I live to the end of time, I will never forget the love shining in his golden eyes.
Love for me.
From that point on, there was no one but him.
Our eyes stayed locked, even as Carlisle placed my hand in his. Through our vows and exchanging of rings, our gaze never faltered.
We had written our own vows, desiring to say something from the heart.
Jasper was first.
"Ember...When I found you, I was a broken man...Shattered and incomplete. I had no desire to live...Even the most spectacular of sunsets held no beauty for me. You took me as I was, accepted my every fault...and piece by jagged piece you began to heal me." He paused to lift his hand, his fingertips caressing my cheek. "Your love mended this shattered man, and I promise to spend every second of my life trying to give you as much as you've given me. You are my world, Ember...I love you."
I honestly didn't know how I was going to speak through the lump in my throat after that, but with a little help from Jasper I found my voice.
"Jasper...I never told you this, but when I first opened my eyes to this life, my reaction to you wasn't solely out of anger for what I thought I had become...When our eyes met, a shock ran through me that altered my entire world...I felt drawn to you and I couldn't comprehend it...I didn't like it. I know now what it was...I was meant for you and you were meant for me...There will never be anything we can't face together and I promise to be at your side, loving you with all that is in me, for as long as I live. You saved my life~ more than you'll ever know~ by bringing me into yours...I love you, Jasper Whitlock.
When Emmett~ yeah, Emmett. (I know, right?)~ pronounced us husband and wife, Jasper wrapped me in his arms, both of us lost to the world as we kissed.
So…that is officially the end of my little story. *sniffles* I have yet to write an out-take of Caius getting his just desserts, but will do asap. Thank you so much to all that have read, reviewed and maybe even shared my story. I have had a lot of fun playing with Jasper. ;)