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Bella's Wedding Day

Bella's big day has finally arrived. BUT what happens when an old friend comes to wish her good luck? WARNING...if you don't like Jacob, you won't like my story. :)

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer rocks! The people are hers...not mine.

15. Chapter 15 - Three's a Crowd

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Chapter 15 - Three’s a Crowd

Jacob POV

I had been running for a while when I became aware of where I was. I phased back and moved closer to the house. There were no lights on. I wondered if she was home yet. I inhaled deeply trying to catch her scent. It was strong. She must be home.

I entered through the back door and quietly made my way to her room. There she was, my Bella, the girl I loved more than anything in this world. She was sleeping peacefully. I was so glad that she was finally home, back in Forks, where she belonged. Safe.

I walked over and brushed the hair away from her face so I could see it better. When my hand touched her cheek, she brought her hand up to touch the spot where mine had just been. “Oh, my Jacob,” came from her beautiful lips. I wanted to take her in my arms and hold her. Instead I walked over to the rocking chair in the corner and sat down. I just watched her. There was no more movement, no more talking. I knew she was in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

I felt my eyes getting heavy. I hadn’t slept well at all since she’d been gone. I’d worried about her. Now that she was home, safe, I could sleep. I closed my eyes.

Edward POV

It was finally late enough to chance a visit to Bella’s. I only wanted to make sure she was truly safe. I knew she’d be sleeping. I promised myself that I would only watch. No touching.

As I came out of the forest, I could smell him. I froze. What was he doing here? Had there been a decision? Had Bella asked him to come? I turned to leave. I stopped, looking back at the house. If she had made a decision, I deserved to know. I wouldn’t let them know I was here. But I had to see what was going on in there.

I climbed in the window and relief came in a wave. Jacob was asleep in the chair. I was pretty sure that he was just doing the same thing I was -- making sure Bella was really safe. I walked over to check on her. She was sleeping peacefully. That was all I needed to know. I made my way back to the window to leave. But I knew he was here and I wanted him to know that I had been here too.

I walked over and kicked his foot. He woke up with a start. “What the--“ he yelled. Bella stirred.

“Shhh...” He rubbed his eyes. “Some protector you are.” I mocked him.

“What are you doing here?” I didn’t like the insinuation in his tone so I copied it as I used the same words, directed back at him.

“What are you doing here?”

He glared at me, but his face softened as the words came from his mind. I just wanted to make sure she was really okay. I worried so much while she was gone.

“Yeah, me too.”

He looked up at me and thought, I guess we’re more alike than we care to admit, huh?

I nodded, then averted my eyes from his to Bella lying on her bed. We sat there in silence. The only sounds were the even breathing of the girl we both loved. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jacob’s head lean back against the chair and his eyes close. I looked at him.

Have you talked to her?

“No, you?” I asked.

He opened his eyes and looked at me, shaking his head.

Do you know if she’s made a decision yet?

I shrugged.

Is this killing you?

I growled.

Me too. There was a pause before he continued, You know I’d never hurt her. I will love her until the end of time.

I crunched my eyes closed. I did not want to hear these things. I wanted to tell him to shut up. How dare he?

Bella stirred and both of us looked at her. As she whispered, “Jacob” he turned his gaze to me and fought back a grin. Yes! came loud and clear into my mind. I groaned.

Sorry, I know that had to be hard on you. I closed my eyes. I have to ask you though, Edward --I opened my eyes and looked at him. “With all due respect. Man to man.” His eyes were sincere. I waited. “Can you honestly live forever being haunted by my memory, knowing that deep down in her heart somewhere she’s still in love with me.” His voice was a low whisper.

How many times had I asked myself that same question? Sitting here now in the same room with him and hearing her say his name was more than I could take.

“No.” My response was soft, vulnerable. I wanted to take it back as soon as I’d said it. But I knew it was true.

I walked over to him and he stood. He was so much taller than I was. I wish he’d stayed seated. I had to say this then I would leave.

“Look, Jacob Black. I do love Bella. I know you would be good for her, probably better than I could ever be. You can give her things that I only wish I could.” He smiled arrogantly at me. I continued, “This is her decision. I promised her that I would never walk away from her again, so I will respect whatever decision she makes. If I am lucky enough to be the one she chooses, I will spend every day for the rest of my existence trying to get her to forget you. Your ghost will haunt me and I will hate it, but I will let her make that choice.”

“Fair enough.”

“If she chooses you, then I shall be happy for all the things that you can give her that I sadly cannot. I will respect that decision and move on with my life.” He snickered under his breath at the word ‘life’. I kept going, “Jacob, I would expect the same from you.”

“I will respect whatever decision she makes.” He quickly looked at her and then his eyes returned to me. “You have to know that I did not intend to stop your wedding. I just wanted to say goodbye to her. I knew she was going to be changed shortly after the wedding and that would be the end of my Bella.”

“I know.”

Bella rolled over mumbling, “I’ll huff and I’ll puff...”

We looked at each other and chuckled.

“We should go,” Jacob suggested. I agreed.

“Good luck to you.” I stuck out my hand. He took it and with that we parted ways.

Bella POV

My dreams were weird tonight. I was in a house of straw with Jacob -- human Jacob -- standing outside.

“Bella, my sweet. Bella, my sweet. Let me in.”

“Only if you’ll kiss my chinny chin, chin.” I giggled.

“Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll make it a sin.” He growled as he rushed through the door and took me in his arms. His growls continued as he kissed my fiercely.

A sound from outside interrupted us. He turned to see the silhouette of a girl. He took one look at her and left me standing in our little straw house all alone. “NO! Jacob.” I awoke screaming, breathing heavy. I sat up in my bed and looked at the clock. It was 5:03. I laid back down and tried unsuccessfully to go back to sleep. Instead, I just stared at the ceiling.

Jacob’s imprinting status would have a huge impact on my final decision.

I laid on my bed for as long as I could, but at 5:37 I rolled over and got up. I started to go through my suitcase. I put the dirty clothes in my hamper and hung up the ones that were still clean. I placed the empty suitcase in the closet and started looking through my souvenirs.

I picked up the picture from the log flume and noticed a beautiful blonde just behind me. I laughed. I hoped Rosalie had had a good time protecting me -- warning me -- whatever it was she was doing.

I heard Charlie get up. I waited until he’d gone downstairs then I grabbed my bag of toiletries and some clothes and headed to the bathroom. I quickly showered and did my hair and actually put some make-up on. This was going to be an important visit to La Push. Probably the most important one since that morning I realized what Jake was.

I checked my appearance one last time and headed back to my room. It was now almost 7:00. If I drove really slow, I could stretch it into a half hour. 7:30 was late enough for Jake. If he was still asleep, I’d just have to wake him.

I was sure he would forgive me.

This was much too important to wait.