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Bella's Wedding Day

Summary:
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. :)


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


3. Chapter 3

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Chapter Three - Clarification

Bella POV

The door opened slowly and Jacob peered around it. He looked so shy -- I hadn’t seen him like that in years -- it made me giggle. He smiled. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah. Please come in.” He walked in and closed the door behind him and I continued, “I’m so sorry, Jacob. I'm sorry for everything.” I could feel the tears starting again and begged for them to stay away. “I’ve hurt you so much.”

“Bella, it’s okay.”

“No, it’s not” I muttered under my breath. I hoped he didn’t hear me. I took a step closer to him. “Jacob, I have no right to ask you this. You can tell me no.” He cocked his head trying to understand what I was attempting to say through my ramblings. “I have to get some clarification on something.”

“Uh, okay.” His eyebrows formed a deep V in the middle of his forehead as his eyes stared into mine, utterly confused.

“I shouldn’t even be doing this. I’m supposed to be getting married, like now, but I have to know--” I realized it wasn’t really him I was talking to, but more to myself. Focus, Bella! my thoughts shouted. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

“Bella, you can ask me anything.” When I didn’t respond, he asked “Bells, are you okay?”

“I don’t know.” I opened my eyes and just stared at him, saying nothing. He was quiet, watching me carefully. I knew I had to get clarification on all the feelings I’d had since I’d said goodbye. I knew I still loved him, but how much exactly.

“Yes?” he finally asked encouraging me to continue.

“Okay, here’s the deal.” He looked hard into my eyes trying to make some kind of sense out of my babbling. “I think I might have made a mistake.”

Shock covered his face. I regretted a little what I’d just said. I didn’t want to hurt him any more than I already had. But I had to know how I truly felt about him. “May I kiss you?”

“Huh?” The surprise in his voice and on his face was classic. If the topic had not been so serious I would have laughed.

“I don’t want to hurt you anymore. I can’t promise it will change anything, but I have to see something.”

I had started walking towards him and he closed the gap, taking me into his arms as I lifted my face to meet his lips with mine. They were warm, soft and they wanted me. His lips parted slightly and he sighed. I let my tongue gently caress his lip as he parted them further and pulled my body closer to his. I had never kissed anyone this deeply before. It was nice to just do whatever felt right instead of being careful. His hand moved up my back and into my hair. I felt the tug of my veil and then its weight disappear as it fell to the floor. I let my hands wander up his sides to his strong back, eagerly pulling him closer to me. His kisses had left my lips. I gasped as his teeth gently bit my earlobe. I felt him smile against my skin as he began to explore my neck and chest where the dress dipped down. My thoughts got very fuzzy and I felt my knees give out.

Jacob lifted me into his arms and I cradled myself into his chest.

I felt so safe.

So warm.

So...whole.

He walked to the couch and rested me on his lap. I turned, straddling him, kissing him even more deeply than I ever thought possible. He pulled away and looked curiously into my eyes. “Wow. Did you get that clarification you were looking for?”

Jacob POV

I didn’t get an answer to my question. I just felt her lips smashing into mine again. I welcomed them with my whole being. I knew if this ended -- if she left me again -- I would be a broken man forever but I couldn’t stop this even if I tried. I didn’t want to stop it. I needed her...wanted her...loved her.

As her kisses intensified, her soft fingers began fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. The way she touched my bare chest felt so good. I inhaled sharply and I felt my body respond to her. I knew she’d felt it too. She pulled back looking into my eyes. “I’m sorry. This isn’t fair to you.” She had caught herself.

I gently took her hands in mine and kissed them. “It’s okay, really. There’s nothing to be sorry about.” I placed her hands back at the buttons of my shirt and started to unbutton the next one when her fingers brushed mine away.

Bella POV

STOP! I yelled internally.

“I can’t do this,” I whispered to him as the tears started to flow again. I let my hands drop from his shirt and maneuvered myself so I was sitting in his lap. I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Bella, don’t cry. It’s okay, really.”

“Jacob, I’m sorry” I said as I lifted my head to look into his eyes. The despair I saw in them made me hate myself even more. I could tell he’d misunderstood my stopping this.

“Don’t be sorry.” He avoided my eyes. “I shouldn’t have come. Sam told me this was a bad idea” he was rambling now.

“Jake, stop it.” He looked at me, surprised. “I’m glad you came. I needed to know the truth.” He furrowed his brow and tipped his head.

“Bella, I don’t understand.”

“I know. I’m not sure I do either." I paused, biting my lip. "I'm sorry," I said softly. I took a deep cleansing breath and started again, “Jacob. You misunderstood.”

“You can’t. I do understand.” The words were harsh but his voice was sweet.

“I can’t do this right now.” I took his face in my hands and turned it so he was looking into my eyes. "Jake, kissing you made me realize I am still very much in love with you. I cannot marry Edward while I am in love with another man.” Comprehension slowly spread across his face. “But--” his face fell. I smiled, “I cannot let this go any further, not right now. Really, look at me! I’m wearing a wedding dress -- and you’re not the groom.”

A mischievous smile spread across his lips as he pulled me closer to him. Oh, how I loved the warmth of his body. He kissed my ear again, then whispered “are you sure you don’t need just a little more ‘clarification’?” I could hear the invisible quotes and I giggled. I turned my face to his.

Jacob POV

“Jake, I can’t promise anything.” The pain in her voice made me wince. I wanted to take it away.

“But you’re saying there is a chance?” I realized I had just quoted a line from a bad movie I'd seen once and grimaced.

“Yes.” She nodded.

My heart soared. I pulled her body close to me. It felt like we were one person. I crushed my lips to hers. Please don’t push me away. She didn’t. Instead she was kissing me more eagerly than before. Was it possible that she wanted me, needed me, loved me?

She pulled away.

She kissed me lightly.

She put her feet on the floor.

Again she kissed me.

Then she stood up straight, smiledand walked toward the mirror in the corner.

I followed. She looked beautiful in her dress as she stood in front of that mirror. I snaked my arms around her waist and stared at our reflection. I couldn't stop the grin from appearing across my face. “I think we look great together.”

She smiled. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Anything you want” was my response.

I leaned in to kiss the top of her head. She inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. I moved my lips down her neck and licked my way up to her ear.

“Jacob,” escaped her lips.

Suddenly, a blood curdling scream shattered our perfect universe.