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Jacob and I sit in the shadow of the trees, as my skin that sparkles when exposed to sunlight still bothers both me and him. Jacob gently takes my hand and kisses my knuckles lightly as I watch his features, taking all his perfectness in. As his dark brown eyes look up to meet mine, I look away, feeling awkward he had caught me staring, and feeling happy but sad I am physically not able to blush. It has been two months since my transition and I am still adjusting to the ups and downs of technically being dead.
"Eve," Jacob's rough voice makes me glance at him.
"Yes?" I mumble, playing with his hair lightly. He sighs, before laying his head in my lap, looking up at me. I bite my lip and watch him carefully for any sign of resignation in our relationship. Since the day he walked out of the door after my transition, I still have felt helplessly frail but worried when it comes to him. He smiles at me and sighs again before talking.
"I am not trying to be cliche and fix things by doing this, because there's nothing to fix. I love you, and even though it looks rough right now, I want to help strengthen what we have rebuilt." As he's talking he sits up, before getting down on one knee in front of me. "Now I know I don't have a proper ring, I'm still saving." He blushes at this but I smile slightly. He then pulls a unique metal-looking ring from his pocket. I can tell he made it, from the engraved moon and star symbols on the band. The inside reads "I'm yours, whether you like it or not" in tiny letters. The ring is beautiful, and Jacob being the one who made it makes it even better. I chuckle at the gesture, before looking at him.
"Jacob?" I say softly.
"Yes?"
"You have leaves in your hair." I giggle as I pick them out carefully. He grabs my waist after I finish, pulling me close, both of us on our knees. He then kisses me lightly, and I put my arms around his neck. "Yes," I whisper, smiling when he pulls back. His grin could light up a whole town, and me being the one that caused it gives me butterflies in my stomach. "I love you." I whisper, kissing him again lightly.
"I know." He says and I hit his chest lightly in mock offence before he laughs.
"I love you most." He says sincerely.
"Nope."
"Yep."
"Nope."
"Yep. Ooh, Edward's gonna love having me as a brother-in-law." The thought Jacob just voiced makes me laugh out loud as we stand up, me sliding on the ring and taking Jacob's hand in mine. And no, our hands don't fit perfectly for each other like cliche love stories. His are rather big, and seem to swallow mine. But his firm yet gentle grip mimicks the hold he has on my heart. And maybe, just maybe, I don't want him to let go.


Well, I've finished the book. Thank you for all the reads, I might do a sequel but want to work on my other books first. Which, you lovely people should check out, pretty please <3 I know there were many plot holes in this story, and I apologize, but if I have a sequel including their wedding and all that jazz, I'll try to include some memories that I haven't voiced in this. Hope you enjoyed it, know it's not the best, but hope it wasn't a waste of your time. Love ya all, feel free to message me anytime if you have suggestions or just need to talk. Peace out. <3

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