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Breaking Hearts.

Bella and Edward are getting married, but when an unexpected, univited guest shows up at the wedding, what will happen? Will it be enough to break Bella and Edward apart? Or can true love really conquer all?


6. Chapter 6

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I saw everything, as if it was all in slow motion. Jane walked down the aisle, slowly. Edward whispered in my ear. "Bella, love, RUN!"

But I couldn't. It was as if my feet were glued to the floor. If this is how it's going to end, I thought, at least it will be with Edward by my side.

Jane was inches in front of us. Edward snarled as she turned to look at him. "I warned you what would happen if you didn't change her." She snarled back to him, "No human should ever know this much." She smiled; I could tell she was going to make the joy and glory of killing me, of hurting Edward, as long drawn out as she could.

By this time Emmett and Jasper has cleared out the entire church and had come back to help get rid of Jane. Emmett was blocking the front doors. Jane must have realized that she was no match for Emmett because she grabbed me by my hair and crashed through the stained glass windows.

The pain was excruciating. I was covered in blood. Jane couldn't keep me alive for much longer; I could tell she was holding her breath to keep my scent from driving her mad. Then, I made the mistake of looking back to the church. I saw Edward's face. All of the pain I had felt in my entire life all put together couldn't even come close to the heart shattering throb I felt then. I swear the pieces of my heart were so small they could have fit through the eye of a needle. It was as if my entire world had died.

Edward's face was stricken. For a moment I was sure he was dead. He then opened his eyes and began running after us. His eyes were as red as a newborns'. He ran after us for what seemed like hours but was probably no more than a few seconds.

Edward leapt at Jane. It was like a tiger pouncing on its prey. She side-stepped his beautifully arched attack. Edward fell to the ground. He got up, he was okay! He was getting farther and farther away. He was running but he couldn't catch up. He was fast but Jane was faster. It was like my dream, only in reality, I was the one walking away, theoretically.

I looked back on the scene of bedlam outside the front steps of the church. I looked back lovingly because, no matter how much my heart tried to deny it, I knew I would never see any of those people, or vampires, or werewolves, ever again.

Not my loving, erratic, scatter-brained mother. Not her equally loving new husband, Phil, who had both driven all the way from Jacksonville, Florida to Forks, Washington.

Not Charlie who I had not seen since I left to live with Edward. Was it really only a few weeks ago? Not Angela or Ben or Mike and Tyler (who had both shown up mysteriously without invitation.)

Not Billy or Jacob Black who were as much of family to me as Renee' or Phil or Charlie or the Cullens.

The Cullens. All of whom, I would never see again either. Not Carlisle, who had walked me down the aisle when my own father refused. Not Esme, who was the responsible mother I had never had. Not Alice who had spent all of her time planning this entire wedding and who had also been my very best friend. Not Emmett or Jasper, who I had loved as older brother and who had loved me as a little sister. Not Rosalie, who, even though I had had my fair share of tangles with, I would always love like a sister.

Not Edward. Oh my god, not even Edward. No final goodbye. I looked at him. He was still running. He saw me look at him. His face softened as our eyes met for the very last time.

Jane rounded a corner at top speed, and I lost him. I lost Edward. He was gone. Forever.