The stupid wedding was tomorrow night. I swore to myself that I was done with her, and him, and all of this. But she was all I could think about.
I knew he was probably holding her right now, touching her with his icy fingers. And tomorrow night, he'd be touching places I had been.
That stupid blood sucker was going to be inside her, doing stuff to her. Ehh. I cringed.
I'm constantly contradicting myself. I don't want her, but then I do. I wish I could just kill myself already.
So what was I going to do? I must decide.
I stopped and looked around. I wasn't sure how long it would take me to get home. I let the forest blur by me. World war three could have been happening around me, and I wouldn't have noticed. I was stuck in my own mind, imagining every possible scenario. Bella was probably blushing, smiling, and Edward was probably holding her, putting his stupid, blood-sucking lips all over her.
She couldn't marry him. I don't care if she hated me, but I wouldn't let her do it. Bella was too pure, to beautifully divine to be immortal. She wouldn't be the same when her eyes glowed red and her skin shined in the light. I wanted her to stumble when she walked down the stairs and her cheeks to turn pink when you brushed your hand against them. She wouldn't be Bella Swan anymore. She would just be another one of them.
I needed Bella to see how much she truly loves me before it was too late.
I smiled the best I could in my wolf form and pushed myself faster towards Forks.
I lay strewn out across Edward's bed, my hair going in every direction. The light, cool air of his shallow breathing tickling its way across the exposed flesh on my neck in a way that made my spin tingle.
"Don't go," I whispered into his ear. I pressed my cheek against it.
"Never," he swore.
Edward brought his face back to mine, slightly biting at my bottom lip. I giggled whole-heartedly.
"You know any moment someone is going to barge in here and take you away from me."
Edward nipped at my collar bone.
"I won't let them take me, who needs a stupid bachelor party anyways? I couldn't be more ecstatic to shed my single status," Edward joked.
"You know," I said through heavy breaths, "once you marry me, you can't get rid of me."
I felt Edward's lips form a smile as they were pressed to mine. "That's all I ever wanted, Isabella. Just you and me forever," Edward paused, "and my family of always intrusive vampires."
Emmett pushed open the bedroom doors and looked at Edward and I. He raised his eyebrow.
"What's this now? I thought the honeymoon is supposed to be tomorrow night. A little confused are we?" Emmett laughed.
"Shut up, Emmett." Edward breathed into my mouth.
"Stop kissing her and LET'S FREAKING GO."
Edward sighed noisily and I saw Jasper, all tall, blonde and gorgeous appear behind Emmett.
"Is this really necessary?" Edward whined.
"C'mon! It's your party and we're not going to be late!" Emmett winked at me.
I pushed Edward off and sat up.
"You're not taking him to a strip club are you?" I shouted, shaking my head.
"Of course not, Bella." Edward chuckled. But Emmett just continued to laugh.
"Sorry Bella," Emmett added, "but this is Edward's last night as a single man, and we're not going to waste it."
Emmett jumped from the doorway onto the end of the bed and grabbed Edward by the arm.
"COME ON, LETS GO."
Edward threw and apologetic look in my direction, and I amusedly smiled, dismissing them with a wave. Emmett practically dragged him out the door.
Jasper turned towards me and smiled. "Don't worry Bella. We're only going hunting. We'll have him back just in time to say the 'I do's'."
"Thanks Jasper, that makes me feel so much better." I said sarcastically.
Jasper closed the door behind him, and the room went dark. The bed sheets felt empty and depressing without Edward beside me.
Ten minutes past and I was in my truck on my way to Charlie's.
"Bella?" he squinted as I stepped in the door.
"Hi dad," I said taking a deep breath in.
"Bella," he breathed in recognition. "I've missed ya kiddo."
I ran my fingers through my hair and leaned on the doorframe.
"Yeah, I've missed you too, dad."
I nodded my head awkwardly.
"Yeah so uhm, the wedding's tomorrow. Why are you here…?"
We both shifted our weight at the same time.
"Uhm Edward went out with Emmett and Jasper, sort of like a bachelor's party thing." I shrugged, "I decided that it may be nice to spend my last night as a Swan in my own bed."
Charlie smiled at me and shook his head in disbelief.
"I still cannot believe you're getting married, Bells. You're still my little girl with the pigtails and baby fat."
I rolled my eyes. "Jeeze dad, thanks." We both laughed.
I bit my lip and nodded. I turned around, making for the stairs.
"Oh, Bella?" Charlie called.
He looked at me with apologetic eyes. "Uh, Jacob's been calling. A lot."
I felt all the blood drain from my face.
"I think he really wants to see you. He kept mentioning something about 'before it's too late.' I swear Bella, the kid is in love with you."
Great, this is just what I needed on my wedding night.
I turned around again and continued my decent to the stairs.
"Bella, after tonight you're an adult. You'll be a married, grown woman. Just give Jacob some piece of mind, please."
I sighed and looked down at the ground while shaking my head.
"Fine, yeah, I guess you're right."
I flew out the front door and got in my truck. I didn't want to admit it, but Charlie was right. This was my one last night to make things right between us. Tomorrow I would be a Cullen, and all the responsibilities I held as Isabella Swan will fade away.
Most of the lights at Jacob's house were off, and I wondered if he was even home.
I hopped out of my truck and timidly knocked on his front door. I felt like a little kid asking if someone could come out and play.
I saw the hall light flip on, and there he was, almost as tall as the doorway, staring down at me.
"Hi Jake," I laughed. "It's so good to see you."
Jacob lifted his eyebrow quizzically, but waved me in. He still hadn't said anything.
"Uh, Charlie said you've been calling?"
He looked down at the ground. "Yeah, I have."
I tried to angle my head so that I could look into his eyes.
"Sorry about not answering them, I've been…busy. Wedding plans you know?"
He finally looked up at me.
"You moved in with Cullen." He didn't state it like a question.
I awkwardly scratched my neck and exhaled loudly.
"Yep. I just figured that there was no point in waiting."
Jacob didn't say anything; instead he just started walking down the hallway, heading into his room.
He turned around to face me in the doorway.
"Why did you come over, Bella?"
I didn't understand. I raised my eyebrow at him.
"You called me, you wanted to see me, you-"
He cut me off.
"You shouldn't have come here, Bella." He took a step closer to me. "I'm not….safe."
I chuckled. "Oh Jacob, you sound just like Edward now." I placed my hand on his shoulder but he hit it away.
"I'm not the same person you think I am. I've changed."
I walked closer and placed my hand delicately on his cheek.
"No Jacob, things have changed. But, I came here to make it work. We can all be happy. I won't be so different after the wedding, just a bit colder is all."
Jacob didn't seem to think I was funny. His jaw was set tight, and his hands were in fists.
"Come to the wedding tomorrow," my voice trailed off into a whisper. Jacob was shaking his head no.
"You're my best man," I said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
Jacob pulled me into what seemed to be a hug, but then something changed. He was holding onto me too tight, his hands were clamping down on my shoulders.
"Let go of me!" I cried, confusion on my face.
Jacob pinned me to the wall, his hot breath making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
"You can't do this, Bella!" He yelled, his grip on my arm tightening. "I won't let you become a monster."
I didn't know what to say. I was locked into his blazing gaze, shaking.
Jacob's jaw clenched and he let go of my arm. I started panting, gasping in the air; I tried to look for a way to leave.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain on the side of my head.
Jacob had a fistful of my hair wrapped around his hand; he was tugging on it, making my head tilt towards his.
He slowly lowered his lips to my ear, his breathing quieted. "You think you're in love, that you and him are going to live happily ever after in some magical world. But Bella, you have no idea what love is," He licked his lips and I took another gulp in. "I've suffered for you," he sneered, digging his fingers into my shoulder. "I've tortured myself since the day you got to Forks. The only thing keeping my heart beating is you," he paused, an ironic smile played at his lips. "So what happens when your heart stops? When his teeth cut through your skin, and veins, and muscles like a hot knife through butter? "He paused again, looking off into the distance contemplatively. "Well I guess I'll have nothing to live for, just like usual."
I tried to squirm out of his grasp, but he shook his head.
Jacob threw me onto the floor, my backside smashing into his wood floors. He looked down at me with a wicked smile.
"You've destroyed everything Isabella Swan, sucked up my world like a vacuum. " Jacob was yelling, piercingly loud.
He crouched besides me and I flinched away from his warm touch. Jacob cupped my cheeks so that I had to look at him. I stopped breathing, keeping myself completely still.
"Bella, you throw around the word love like it's nothing; like you know what it means, when you don't. I laid on that bed in sheer agony too many times for you and you think I'm just going to give up without getting out what I put in?" Jacob whispered through a tight jaw, fire in his eyes.
He moved his hands to the collar of my flannel; he let his fingers linger on the top button, then slowly, he moved his hand to my cheek again. His knuckles gently skimmed down the skin on my cheek bone.
"Four months, that was all you had to endure when he left. So why are you sentencing me to a forever of that, Isabella?"
I didn't answer.
"I hate you, so much," he condemned. "But there is nothing I wouldn't do for you."
He moved both of his hands to the front of my shirt, letting my head hit the floor.
Jacob chuckled. "Pain is love, Isabella. " He said as he ripped my shirt open.
I covered my ears; the last sound I heard was the busted buttons hitting the floor.
Oh poor Bella. Don't worry, Edward will be taking care of things soon.
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