The Twilight Saga

Prologue:

Once in a blue moon, life gives you something precious, to have and to hold close to you, something that no one else can touch. But if giving up that something, for them, was the right thing to do, would you do it? Could you do it? I had an unnerving decision to make. Which way would I go?

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Chapter One:
“Mum,” I moaned. “Mum, I’m going to be late.”
“Gosh, when the situation was reversed, I didn’t want to leave my wedding.” Mum said mainly to Alice. I raised my eyebrows.
“Well, your daughter has more sense, doesn’t she? She wasn’t making out with her husband five minutes before she had to leave for her honeymoon.” Mum smirked and I’m guessing she would have blushed if it was possible for vampires to do so.

“Alright, alright.” Alice said dutifully, pulling my going away dress down a little at the bottom.
Mum quickly combed her fingers through my hair. Alice pinned my fringe back in a centre part and let my long, bronze hair ripple down my back.
I did a once over in the mirror. My face was bright and happy and a short, pale blue dress, clung to my thin frame.
“Ok,” Alice said.
“You look so gorgeous.” Mum said. There was a knock on the bathroom door.
“Is the bride decent?” Dad’s voice called.
“More than decent.” Mum replied.

Dad entered the room.
“Wow Nessie, darling, you look stunning.”
“Thanks Daddy.”
He glided over and gave me a long hug and kissed me on the forehead.
“I’m so proud of you.” He said.
I smiled up at my vampire father. Against his wishes, I had been married at the age of seven to his physical enemy. Of course Dad liked Jacob, but Jacob was a werewolf and he was a vampire, and they had learnt to co-exist together for the sake of my mother and my sake.
Not a moment passed as I thought about all this, but of course, my farther could read every thought in my mind.
“You and your mother are worth ever second I have to spend with him. Jacob’s a good guy and I’m so happy for the both of you.” He told me seriously.
“Stop procrastinating Edward,” Alice said, “she’s got to get going, or they are going to miss their flight.”

We all rushed downstairs, at a human pace for the sake of my grandfather and the few other humans in the room. After a few quick hugs from my family I turned my head to search. I saw him then, proud, tan and tall. A grin stretched across his beautiful face, his brown eyes lit up with excitement. He caught me around the waist and whispered in my ear, “Mrs. Black, you’re breaking my heart. No one could be this beautiful.” I blushed and he released my waist and took my hand. He pulled my through the arches of hands that my family and friends made and we ran out to a new car my Dad had bought for us, an Audi something. Jacob was ecstatic, so I assumed that it was a fairly good and expensive car.
Jacob sped around to open my door and kissed my once more, until I was dizzy. He helped me into the car and walked around to the driver’s side, effectively dodging rice thrown by Rosalie and Paul.

Jacob jumped in. “Ready to get going, honey?”
I nodded, smiling for ear to ear. Jacob hit the gas and we sped away from the house I’d known most of my life, the Cullen household.

**
“Jacob, you know, you can tell me where we’re going. I promise I won’t tell Alice.”
We had boarded the plane a little while ago, and we were now soaring through the sky to our destination. I didn’t have a clue where that was for a matter of fact and I had inherited my irritation about surprises from my mother.
He didn’t answer, and smirked instead.
“Jacob.” I moaned.
I remember my Mum telling me how Alice and my Dad had organised a surprise honeymoon destination and it seemed that Alice wanted to put me through the same torture.

“I’m surprised you haven’t figured it out yet. I’ve been dropping subtle hits all week. Alice almost broke my nose over it too.”
My eyes narrowed. He pretended not to notice, “Pretzel?” he asked me, offering me the clear bag of salty plane food snacks.
“I’ll pass.”
I could eat human food if I wanted to, but I liked the taste of blood better, just one of the perks of being half-vampire, you can live on a human or vampire diet.

“Don’t be mad, ok? I really don’t want to have my nose broken by Alice or your Mum. I wouldn’t mind taking on the blonde though. Kick her dumb-”
I kissed him, to make him shut up, but then couldn’t remember the reason for starting in the first place. His lips were warm on mine and I couldn’t think about anything else.

We were interrupted by a fake-smiling flight attendant asking us if we’d like a pillow for the night. Seeing as we already had two pillows each, we declined and Jacob put his long arm around me. I was one hundred percent sure it was her way of telling us that we couldn’t show anymore public displays of affection.
Jacob’s mind must have followed down the same track as mine, because when the lady was out of ear-short and laughed.
I was suddenly very tired. All my frustration left me and I was happy just to be with Jacob, no matter where we were.
“Someone’s a little grumpy tonight. I thought she was going to tear out heads apart.” He shook his head and laughed again.

Too tiered to join in with his humour, I let out a big yawn and he pulled his arm more tightly around me so that my head was lying on his chest.
“Goodnight Mrs. Black. I love you.”
“I love you too.” I sighed and he chuckled.
I fell asleep quickly as we sailed through the air to our long awaited honeymoon.

**

“Omg, omg!” I screamed like a fourteen year old girl who had just met there favourite celebrity. “Our honeymoon’s in Australia?!” I was jumping up and down.

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“Well, I thought because that we can never go anywhere too sunny because of your parents, we should go somewhere bright for a change.”
“It’s perfect,” I said quieting down. “Thank you.”
He bent down and kissed me on the lips.
He pulled away and chuckled, “I thought you hated surprises.”
“I do, but this is a good surprise?” I tired.
He laughed and kissed me again and extended his long arm out and a taxi came to a stop in front of us.


***

According to Jacob, we were in Queensland at the Gold Coast, staying at a unit called Commodore, at Rainbow Bay. We were sitting in the cab, talking about light topics, just happy to be in each others company.
“Have you noticed that even though Australians call them ‘yellow cabs’ they are actually orange?” Jacob said randomly.
I laughed, “Yeah, that did catch my attention.”
“I wonder why that is.” His brow creased.

I just shook my head. I knew it had something to do with Australia only buying the rights to the name and not the colour-scheme but I wasn’t going to go into that.
“No idea.”
He squeezed my hand in his and then launched into a whole new different topic. I had never seen him so contented.
When we got to the hotel, it was the afternoon and too late to go swimming without being regarded as idiots or shark bait.

Jake collected our hotel keys while I looked at the different brochures scattered across the waiting table. The manager gave looked between up, disapproval clear on his face. I sometimes forgot that Jake looked about five or six years older than me, and he still looked to young to be married and honeymooning.

Jake handed over his driver’s licence. If the manager didn’t look surprised before, he certainly did now.
“Young love.” Jake said tormentingly.
The manager let out a huff and Jacob grabbed the keys and I ran after him into the elevator.
I nudged him with my elbow, “Young love, huh?” I said quoting him. “Does that only mean you’ll love me while I look like this?” I made my face turn into a mask of mock fear.
He chuckled, circling his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him.
“One,” he whispered in my ear, “that wouldn’t be a problem, you don’t get older physically.”
“Right I forgot.”
“Two, I promise to love you much longer than that.”
“So what, a summer romance then?”
He growled and kissed me until I felt weak in the knees.

The elevator came to a halt with a ding, but he didn’t stop kissing me. Instead, he swung me up in his arms, like a four year old, and awkwardly trudged towards our unit, for two weeks, door, with the luggage and me in his hands.
Somehow he managed to unlock and open the door and get inside, with everything.
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