The Sympathy Card
It is the day of Bella and Edwards marriage! It is one of the most perfect days of their lifes and existences. But could it all their happiness be destoryed by the hate and jealousy of another ... Jacob Black! Chapter 6 - The Final Chapter is up!!! Disclaimer - I own NOTHING, it all belongs to the wonderful and talented Stephenie Meyer
3. Chapter 3
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I could hear the murmur of the crowd slowly fade as I slipped into unconsciousness.
I opened my eyes and realized that I was lying in the golden bed in Edwards’s room.
“Bella,” Edward sighed in relief, he wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me gently on the forehead.
“Your alive!” he said.
“I told you so!” Alice said cheerfully but with an edge of anxiety.
“How are you feeling Bella?” she ask, her voice for saturated with worry.
“I’ll survive!” I replied
“I knew that,” Alice said lightly, “but how is your back feeling?”
“To tell you the truth, I can’t feel it at all.” I laughed.
“That’s the morphine,” Alice laughed.
“What were you thinking?” Edward’s voice now angry.
“I was thinking of you,” I said calmly.
“What? That’s ABSURED! He could has killed you and you were thinking of me!?!” He asked outraged.
“Yes, his teeth were going to rip you apart and even if they didn’t you would have had to use your inhuman strength to protect yourself. What do you think my family would have thought? It would have just backed up what Jacob had said” I suddenly filled with rage as I remember what Jacob had done, “and I don’t think Charlie would let me see you, let alone marry you if he knew!”
There was a moment of silence and I knew that Edward knew that what I was saying was true.
“Thank-you!” he said almost silently, “from almost certain death!” he smiled sheepishly and leant down to kiss me on the cheek
“So what’s the story?” I asked more cheerfully now.
“Huh?” Edward said confused.
“Well, what are you going to tell everyone? You can’t exactly say that Jacob is a Werewolf.”
“Well, Esme has already told everyone that a wild wolf from the forest had come into the tent and attacked you.” Alice answered.
“And they believed her?” I asked amazed.
“Yes, it all happened so quickly, no one really saw exactly what happed. And also it is much more easier for them to accept a lie then to believe the truth.” Edward said.
He was right, most human refused the idea that anything magical could exist just because it’s easier for them.
“And what about … Jacob?” I spat out his name, “did anyone notice him phase? Does anyone believe what he said about you?” I asked Edward, this is where his little power became very useful.
“No, no-one believes that he phased so Esme said that Jacob ran when he saw the wolf and everyone just thinks that’s he angry about the wedding so he tried to crash it – no-one believe what he said though Charlie would use any excuse to stop us from marring each other.” He smiled at me.
He was right Charlie would use anything - whether he believed it or not. Then I remembered Alice and turned to face her.
“How’s Jasper?” I asked suddenly serious.
“He’s handling it well; he surprised himself, back there, by being able to resist your blood,” she said lightly. I had forgotten about Jasper when I made my split second decision, I was really lucky that he’d been able to hold himself together then.
“I better go check on him,” Alice said and gracefully left the room – giving us some privacy.
“How long have I been out for?” I asked, suddenly wondering what the time was.
“Only an hour” Edward said comfortingly. I sat up and realised that I wasn’t wearing my wedding dress anymore but was wearing one of Edward’s baggy t-shirts; it smelt just like him – deliciously sweet.
“Where is everyone?” I asked.
“Their all down stairs, to worried to leave.” Edward said. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed about to get up.
“Careful,” Edward warned me.
“I’m fine,” I said as I got up. Suddenly a shotting pain went up my back and I collapsed again, Edwards’s arms quickly grabbing me.
“Are you OK?” Edward asked, sounding anxious again, when I opened my eye. At that moment
Carlisle came into the room.
“How are you feeling Bella?” he asked.
“Alright, I guess, but the Morphine losing its affect,” I admitted.
“Your very lucky you know,” he said matter-of-factly as he injected me with more morphine, “he … only broke a few of your ribs and your spines has had no major damage though I think walking might be a bit of a struggle.”
Wow, I hadn’t thought that this could have left me paraplegic.
“Thanks for your help,” I said.
“No problems Bella, you are almost part of the family,” he said smiling at me. “There’s a lot of people waiting to see you downstairs, are you up to it?” he asked.
“Sure,” I answered, but as I went to get out of bed Edward lifted me, very gentle and started to carry me off the door.
“I can walk!” I protested.
“Fine” Edward said smiling, but as soon as he put my feet on the ground my knees buckled and I fell again. This time Edward just wrapped his arm around my waist and I used him as a support as we slowly walked towards the living room.
As I walked into the room everyone stopped and stared at me, then Renee got up and quickly ran to hug me, it was evident that she’d been crying. I felt really bad to have caused her so much pain.
“Are you Ok?” she asked as she sobbed.
“I’m fine,” I lied
“How’s your back?” Charlie asked; he looked really worried.
“I can barely feel it!” I answered smiling.
Edward walked me over to a spare seat and sat me down next to him. Esme then showed up.
“Bella, you’re ok! What a relief, we’ve all been so worried about you! How are you feeling?” she said, I could sense that she had been really worried.
“I’m feeling a lot better!” I said.
“That’s good, would you like anything?” she said eager to help.
“No thanks” I said as I looked around room, everyone seemed to be there. The mood seemed to lighten and I felt a lot happier thanks to Jasper. I turned to the priest, who was still there, surprisingly.
“Do you think the wedding could continue?” I asked him. I could feel that everyone was shock as they looked at me.
“Are you sure you don’t want to rest? You did almost die,” he reminded me.
“Yes, I’m sure. It’s all set up anyway.” I smiled at Alice
“Would you like your dress?” she asked me but Carlisle came before I could say yes.
“No, Alice. I think the tight dress would damage her ribs even more,” Carlisle said to Alice then turned to face me. “Are you sure you are up to this,” he asked warily.
“Yes,” I said. I saw no point in wasting all that time that Alice had spent preparing for this just because some werewolf had almost killed me.