Wolf Boy

We all know that Jacob and Bella are long time friends. Jacob wants to be more than that. Bella does too. So why can't their undying love flourish? The answer is simple. Edward. He has also been watching Bella since she was a young little girl, without anyone knowing. He teased her and entrigued her until she had no choice but to fall for him too. Now the time has finally come. Bella has finally a agreed to marry Edward and he entends to hold her to it. Jacob, on the other hand will, will do anything in his power to stop the love of his life from selling her soul to the devil. Who knew werewolves had the ability to change humans as well? What if Bella has some secrets of her own? What if she truly doesn't want either of them? I promise this story will be full of 'what if's'. Please don't forget to like, fan, fav, and comment if you like this story! It is for the Twilight competition on Movellas and I really think it has potential. <3 yours truly

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6. Bella's Second and Final Choice

   The ride to the airport was silent. Neither Edward nor Bella tried to strike up conversation. It was painfully obvious that Edward was beyond furious. Everything about him screamed danger, from his clenched jaw to the dark look in his inhuman eyes. Bella wasn't sure what to do. He didn't seem to want to kill her or else he would have done that already. He could easily cover up her death by saying there was a terrible car accident or the plane crashed into a mountain  Vampires could live through something like that but humans couldn't. 

  Edward's POV.

   The driver put the car in park when they reached the airport. Edward got out of the car and slammed the door, hoping to inform Bella just how mad he really was. He was outraged that his bride would do such an insulting thing. Though he knew most of it was that dog's fault, he wasn't going to let Bella off easy. She has some serious explaining to do. She was Edward's and only Edward's. Bella had to get that through that thick skull of her's.

  Edward knew what marking means. Only wolves do it but vampires must have full knowledge of all their possible threats, since there are very few. Jacob was so foolish to have bitten Bella, Edward's Bella. Edward knew exactly how to punish him for it. Killing Bella was clearly out of the question, even though Edward was still pissed at her he did love her.

  Edward quickly gathered their suitcases and directed Bella toward the private plane that they would be boarding. They had a good three hour flight ahead of them, which will give them just enough time to talk about this little mis-hap. He gave the bags to the flight attendant and finally turned his attention to Bella, who was sitting at the back of the plane staring out the window.

   "Your not avoiding me are you, my love?" he cooed.

   Her eyes grew large and she turned her head toward me, "N-no, of course not." she stuttered.

  "Bella, you have nothing to be afraid of, I'm not going to hurt you." Edward promised, "I know that mutt did it against your will."

  When she didn't reply, Edward took a seat beside her and wrapped his arm securely around her. They were finally alone and that mutt had to ruin their time together. He ruined their wedding. He ruined Bella's happiness. He ruined everything.

   Now Edward would have to ruin him. 

~*~

  "Bella, my darling, go get changed and ready for dinner," Edward called out from the kitchen, "Your food is almost ready."

  Bella wasn't hungry, but slowly she stood and did what she was told. After the evening's events, she didn't want to make Edward mad. She couldn't shake the images of her Jacob crumpled on the floor. Every time she closed her eyes, that was all she saw. That and Edward's furious expression afterwards. Bella honestly thought that Edward was going to kill them both right then and there.

 She slipped into a casual, royal blue, knit sweater and some light grey jeans. The Cullens owned a private cottage on an island off the coast of Rio de Janeiro. The cottage itself was elegant yet simple, in a noblemen sort of way. All the furniture in the house was solid oak, the table tops and counters were pure marble, and to top it all off, the hardwood floors were heated. The cottage had a very cozy atmosphere. With a stone fireplace, low-hanging chandeliers, and an actual bread oven.

   Why a vampire family would need any of these things, Bella hadn't a clue. But she was already beginning to feel comfortable and at home. She had learned during the flight here that they would be staying on the island for three whole weeks. She had no idea what Edward had planned but she was already looking forward to it. Bella did love Edward. She always had and probably always will. It is possible to love two people at the same time. It truly is. Bella knows from first hand experience. But as Johnny Depp once said:

"If you love two people at the same time, choose the second, because if you truly loved the first, you wouldn't have fallen for the second."

  It is also said that you never forget your first love. Bella believes that too. Her first love was Jacob, she could never forget him. Not in a million years, and if Edward grants Bella's wish of becoming a vampire, maybe even longer. Edward was her second love and she chose him. She was always going to choose him. He was the safer option, despite all the dangers. If Bella had chosen Jake, who knows what Edward would have done. Look at his reaction to the bite. He's still pacing around downstairs, fuming and probably thinking up a way to make Jacob suffer.

   "Bella," Edward called, "What's taking you?"

   "I'm coming, I was just using the washroom." Bella lied.

  She padded down the stairs and into the dining room, where Edward had already set out two place mats but only one set of utensils and one plate. Bella mentally rolled her eyes at the pointless second place mat. She knew he wasn't intending on eating real food, but she humored him non-the-less.

  Edward had prepared a two course meal that included a roasted mini chicken, mashed potatoes, and warm gravy. For a guy who doesn't eat food, he can sure cook it. Once every thing was set out on the table, Edward finally took his seat across from his wife.

   "I hope you enjoy it darling," he murmured.

   Bella simply nodded her head and flashed him a small smile before she continued eating. Once she was finished, Edward cleared the small table and did the dishes while Bella sat on the porch and watched the sun set slowly on the horizon.

   Edward walked slowly out onto the porch to join her. He had been planning this night for a long time now. He was just glad everything was turning out as planned. Well, aside from Jacob marking his sweet Bella. Edward would have his revenge tonight.

   "Bella, my love, would you come inside please." Edward murmured seductively, " I want to experience this honeymoon for all it's worth."  

   

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