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Edward and Isabella

Summary:
Based in London, Edward's time. Isabella is forced to move to London to marry. Not just anyone: Jacob Black. She'd much rather die than marry Jacob. She meets and falls for Edward. this man's family isn't liked among people. Oh yea, and he's secretly a vampire. It's all over, folks.Let's all applaud Iris for the amazing banner!made by the ever wonderful Iris


Notes:
This is just a story that came to me as I was reading Eclipse. Do not be worried, for there are no spoilers what-so-ever... EXCEPT for one, but it doesn't mean anything important. If you haven't read Eclipse, you wont even notice it. And, if you have, you would have to have a keen eye to notice it. So, I'm just going to shut up and let you read it now. I hope it reminds you of your modern day love triangle, as well as your favorite Shakespearian tragedy.


6. Act IV Scene II and III

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ACT IV SCENE II

Isabella sat properly on the little wooden stool in the changing room of the bridal boutique. Her dress was scrunched up beneath her, and her corset was tighter than ever. She kept a hand to her breast and let her chest rise and fall. She stood up slowly and looked at herself in the long mirror against the far wall. This wasn't her. She looked like a spoiled rich girl instead of who she really was.

This wedding dress, that the other women had just thrown her into, was not what she pictured walking down the aisle in. The man that they were forcing her to marry was not who she had pictured spending the rest of her life with. Her locket glittered on her neck and she couldn't help but smile. This was wrong.

Madam?" A small voice spoke from behind her. Isabella turned to see her maid watching from the curtains. Her maid smiled, little crows feet showing her age in her eyes, and curtsied once before speaking. "You look marvelous, Miss." Isabella smiled.

"Thank you." Isabella said.

"There's someone here to speak to you." Her maid said silently.

"I'll be out in a moment."

Isabella took her time taking off her wedding dress, but not because she wanted to have it on. No. She felt tired all of a sudden and could do nothing but move slowly. When she had finally brought herself into the main body of the shop, she felt like turning around and running all the way to Scotland. This was going to be a very long day. Of coarse she didn't run. She forced a smile on her face and walked up to Jacob Black.

"Well, hello." Isabella said lightly.

"Good morrow, Isabella." Jacob answered back. Isabella tilted her chin in acknowledgment.

"May I ask the reason for your appearance... At such a blunt moment?"

"I... heard you were here. And I haven't really had a chance to talk to you in person... Alone. And I felt that this was going to be my only chance."

"Really...?" Isabella looked at him, he smiled. "And what did you plan on doing after you caught me here?" Isabella's eyes grew dark.

"Well. I planned on getting you out of the way of your maid there." He nudged his head towards her.

"Ah. But you see the problem. I'd rather not be separated from my lady." Bella lifted her eyebrows and began to turn around. Jacob reached out and took her elbow. She flinched at the touch of his warm fingers on her. Jacob's voice was a whisper.

"What could I offer you to change your mind?" By the look on Isabella's face at that, he knew he had struck something. Good or bad he didn't know. Isabella had turned her head towards him and finally took him in. He was handsome for sure, not as good looking as Edward, but who could beat him? Jacob had black hair, cut just below the ears, and big brown eyes. It even amazed her that she had to look up to see his face.

"What are you offering?"

"A vision of what London really is, and what can become." Jacob grinned. Isabella couldn't say no. She had no reason to.

Act IV Scene III

"Did you have a suitable time with my father this morn?" Isabella asked Jacob Black as they rounded a corner farther away from the bridal boutique. Isabella couldn't make herself look up at this man, so she devoted her eyes to the flowers on the path next to her.

"It was... respectable." He said, an edge to his voice. Isabella looked up at him and saw him laugh. She smiled back. She let her gaze hold his for a moment before she blushed and turned her head.

"What are we going to do then?" Isabella asked after a moment.

"I'd like to show you something, actually." His mouth turned up into a half grin.

"Alright. I'll go with you." Isabella answered. They walked together, Jacobs pace slightly larger than Isabella's. After a couple of moments, a warm hand slid into hers. Her pulse jumped at the heat, but he didn't let go. Instead he squeezed harder.

They walked down to the beach. Hundreds of merchants had stands set up in unorganized patterns on the sand. Colours from many different origins hung over people's heads to keep them out of the sun. People called out in English and French, trying to get anyone to buy their products. Isabella slid her fingers along a wooden dragon, a silk shawl, a beaded rosary. Everything was new to her, a new experience. She couldn't help but smile and wound her arm with Jacob's.

"Is this what you wanted to show me?" Isabella asked.

"No." Jacob answered automatically. As if on cue, Jacob turned sharply to the left, almost dragging her with him. She kept her pace with his. His feet moved faster. "We're going to be late." He whispered, turning another corner. Before long they had left the stands behind and were making their way towards the water. Isabella could see a group of people at the waters edge, but she did not feel scared with Jacob with her. The feeling made her think of Edward, and her mind caught up with her. Before they met with the group of people, she let her arm fall free from Jacob's. Jacob greeted his friends, Isabella guessed, enthusiastically. The pounded each other on the backs and spoke loudly. Isabella didn't catch a word they said.

"Isabella?" Jacob's voice whispered in her ear. She turned at his breath. "These are my friends; my family." He said louder. He nodded to each person in turn. "Samuel." Isabella smiled at him. "His fiancée Emily, Quil, Embry, and this is Seth." He nodded towards the one who looked the youngest.

"Hello." Isabella said timidly.

"This is Isabella, my fiancée." He said the last word with pride, but Isabella frowned. She looked up in time to see Samuel and she knew he had noticed. Jacob put his hand on the small of Isabella's back and she felt suddenly uncomfortable. But, she knew that she would stay with Jacob as long as he asked her to, and it scared her. It's not like he was a bad man or anything. Edward was a vampire and that didn't make him bad.

Isabella stayed with Jacob for hours. Eventually she lightened up a bit to actually begin to like Jacob's friends, especially Emily. But, when she saw how Samuel looked at her, it made Isabella think of Edward, and she couldn't wait to get home. She knew he'd be waiting there for her. When she closed her eyes she could see his face.