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Post Eclipse WITH spoilers. Jacob x OC Chapter 1 - My Bella
Chapter 2 - Home
Chapter 3 - Epiphany
Chapter 4 - Confrontation
Chapter 5 - Truce
Chapter 6 - Sarah
Chapter 7 - Cancer
Chapter 8 - Delivery
Chapter 9 - Morte
Chapter 10 - Sino
Chapter 11 - Revealed
Chapter 12 - Agony
Chapter 13 - Killer {Just added 8/27!}

DISCLAIMER: The only characters I own are the random patients of Dr. Carlisle Cullen and Sarah. All of the other characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. The plot is also mine, but I must credit Ms. Meyer again, because if she had not created these lovely characters in the first place, I wouldn't be able to toy with them as I do now.

6. Chapter 6

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Chapter 6- Sarah

I hit the brakes abruptly at the end of the carefully concealed driveway, preparing myself for what was to come. It was bad enough that the wedding was happening at all, but it was even worse that I would have to sit through the entire ceremony (including the reception) on their land. My skin was practically crawling at the mere thought of it.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly hit the gas again and continued down the winding driveway, grimacing as the stench of leech got closer. When I finally reached the house, I stopped the car and jumped out quickly, smoothing the front of my tux as I closed the door.

At the front door - telling people where to go, I guessed - was the mother leech. Esme, Bella had called her.

"Hello Jacob," she greeted warmly as I got closer.

I forced a smile. "Esme."

"The wedding is out back," she said, pointing towards the velvet pathway leading into their backyard.

I nodded. "Thanks."

She simply smiled and turned to another group of guests that had arrived shortly after me.

People stared as I walked down the pathway and I supressed the urge to laugh. Bella wouldn't like it very much if I ruined her wedding by scaring off her guests. Though, the idea of ruining the wedding was still tempting.

I strode down the aisles of chairs and took a seat in the front row on the bride's side, making sure I was far enough away from any bloodsucker who might be Bella's bridesmaid. The seats filled up around me and I realized, with relief, that the only vampires here were the Cullens. And most of them were involved in the ceremony.

As soon as all of the guests were in place, Edward walked briskly up the aisle. When he spotted me he nodded curtly and then took the few last steps towards the alter where Carlisle was standing. His eyes darted expectantly towards the house as the wedding march started.

First, two leeches came walking down the aisle. First was Esme, whom had been the one to greet me earlier, and second was Rosalie, the stunning blonde. No one could keep their eyes off her; to most, she would be even more beautiful than the bride.

But no one could top Bella, in my eyes.

Next, the fortune-telling bloodsucker practically danced down the aisle. All of the girls looked at her enviously and I couldn't help but laugh at how bubbly she was.

It occurred to me briefly that maybe the Cullens weren't as bad as I thought they were. But as soon as I thought this, I rolled my eyes. I've been hanging with Bella too much.

Edward laughed then - much too quietly for any of the human guests to hear - and I remembered that he could hear my thoughts.

His laughter stopped abruptly and he looked towards the house, staring at something. I spun my head around quickly just in time to see Bella stumble down the aisle. Her hair was pulled back into a careful pony-tail, a few tendrils hung down framing her face. Anything that wasn't up was curled slightly - probably at the pixie-like one's doing. Her gown brushed the ground gently as she walked and I noticed how Charlie kept one arm securely at her waist the entire time. How like Bella it would be if she tripped down the aisle at her own wedding. I chuckled at my little joke and watched as she took her place opposite Edward.

Despite how much I hated that she was with him and not me, I was happy for her. I watched them exchange vows and smiled - genuinely smiled - because she was happy. And the only thing that mattered to me anymore was Bella's happiness.

When they had finally finished the ceremony - I had only looked away from Bella's glorious face when it was time for her kiss with Edward - I stood up as soon as they had walked away. The reception was in another part of the extremely large backyard, and I followed the rest of the crowd to a large tent set up. There was an extremely long table underneath with a buffet of food, as well as a floor that was obviously for dancing. The irony of an extravagent food selection when half the guests couldn't even eat was enough to make me laugh, earning me some questioning looks from Charlie. I just smiled and waved.

When everyone started seating themselves at the long table, I realized that it was time for the first dance. I sighed and sat down grudgingly, still imagining myself in Edward's shoes.

When the music started, I watched Bella and Edward walk out onto the dance floor. Edward's arms wrapped around Bella's waist and she put her arms around his neck. Slowly, they began moving with the beat of the music and they began to dance. Bella moved suprisingly gracefully, and I smiled when I caught a glimpse of her feet on top of Edward's. Obviously, she wouldn't be caught dead dancing by herself.

Her eyes never moved from Edward's and a wave of jealousy swept over me before I was oddly calm. My eyes narrowed and I looked around for Jasper - the leech that Bella had told me could control emotions - who I found looking ashamedly at the floor. I snorted and rolled my eyes, turning back towards the dance floor. Though I would never admit it, I was grateful he had attempted to calm me down. I didn't want to ruin Bella's wedding by murdering the groom.

I smirked and Edward's eyes flashed up briefly to mine before returning to Bella's gaze. She didn't turn around, but whispered something instead in Edward's ear.

The song was ending and I noticed that, for the first time, Bella seemed to realize I was here. She whispered again to Edward and he nodded, leading her over towards me.

"Congratulations, Bella," I said, standing up and pulling her into a hug. I squeezed tightly and she laughed, pulling away.

"Thanks." Her smile was contagious and I couldn't help but smile back.

Edward stared at me for a second before he stepped forward and extended his hand.

"Thank you for coming, Jacob," he said.

I nodded and shook his hand quickly before I sat back down, waving at Bella to continue dancing with Edward. She looked at me and mouthed 'bye' before taking Edward's hand and walking towards the rest of her guests, greeting each of them in turn.

My head fell into my hands and I sighed. This was, most likely, the last time I would see Bella again. I should have been enjoying myself, but instead I was trying not to break down.

A light touch on my shoulder made me snap my head back up.

There, staring at me with deep blue eyes, was the most gorgeous human being I had ever seen. Everything about her drew me closer to her, and I felt an overwhelming surge of protection sweep through me when I saw that she was having trouble standing on her own.

"Excuse me?" She said, smiling slightly.

"Hmm?" I managed, still staring into her mesmerizing eyes.

"I feel terrible asking you this, but is there any way you could get me a drink from behind you? I don't think I'll be able to stand up much longer by myself..."

I laughed and stood up, gesturing towards the seat I had just been sitting in. "Of course."

She smiled again and my heart melted. She was just so damn beautiful.

"Sarah Langley," she introduced after I had handed her the drink and sat down in the seat next to hers.

"Jacob Black," I said, taking her hand and bringing it to my lips. She giggled and I smirked, looking down at the floor briefly.

She probably had this effect on everyone. Even though she seemed very weak - her legs shook when she tried to walk and she seemed to concentrate very hard when she tried to stand - there wasn't anything about her that wasn't perfect. I wasn't reacting any differently than any male would.

Or at least, that was what I was trying to convince myself of. But if I was being honest, I knew that I was the only one who would ever see her this way. I was the only one who would ever think of her as perfect.

Because she was meant for me, as I was meant for her. She was, undoubtedly, my soul mate.