Chapter 14 - Final Chapter - Story Complete

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Edwards POV

I felt numb, my whole body stood there lifeless for the briefest of moments as the game was called to start. I could hear my own heart drum profusely in my ears, my throat dried up and then I looked Jacob square in the face across the court. His grin was wide….DICK.

The ball headed my way and I grinned at him right back, whacking the ball right back at him "ace." I looked up at Bella and winked, taking a quick glance back at Jacob….yeah, not so smug now are you?

'Don't get cocky,' I reminded myself, knowing fine well my own grin was getting wider by the second.

Needless to say, the first set went to the cocky asshole known as Jacob Black, damn it.

Within half an hour Jacob was up two breaks. My legs were aching, my arms were drooping, my vision blurry, I was pure exhausted. Jacob had me running around in circles, wearing me down, and damn it, I knew what he was doing, but I could not seem to get the upper hand.

I could not let Jacob Black win by tiring me….

Jacob served, I took a deep breath and hit the ball straight back over. I quickly glanced up at Bella without realising the ball flew by my face and "out" was called lucky son of a bitch, Edward Cullen.

Yeah well…luck was required at this moment in time.

I took the ball to serve and it was as if my whole tennis career passed by, every single match…even the humiliating ones….every single shot, every single move I noted it all. It happened in seconds and then the conversation came flooding back between me and Jasper. I looked up at my mother, who looked so proud….although I was losing….I wanted to make her prouder. I glanced over at my father, he nodded to me briefly. Bella was standing with her hands together next to her mouth. Emmet looked dazed. I put my head down, looked straight over at Jacob, "You're going down you son of a bitch," I whispered lightly and hit the ball back over…..

I won the set

And the next set.

Hell, I was onto the final set within the hour and my heart rate was pacing, I got the first two points and my hands began to get sweaty, panic overtook me, two more, just two more point and I was winner of Wimbledon.

Even I would die of shock if I pulled this fucker off.

I hit the ball over and then again, a slight distraction ….which was not advised at this point in the game….but hell I had to take a glance at Bella, she looked stunning….and the ball went straight past my head again, "point Edward Cullen."

"Well I'd be damned" I smirked over at Jacob. "Match point" was called and I won't lie, my grin was the size of the stadium. I winked at Jacob, just to wind him up a little and he hit the net.

"Oops" I laughed to myself.

Come on Jacob, hit the net again, make this an easy defeat.

Jacob looked like he was actually going to pass out…oh I loved it, loved seeing him look terrified, this being my last pro game, he had no way to get the title back off me….HIT THE DAMNED NET.

Jacob took his serve again and then, "GAME SET AND MATCH…EDWARD CULLEN!" The crowd went into an uproar; I dropped to the floor…..I HAD WON WIMBLEDON.

I stood up, barely able to walk with shock, I walked over to the net and shook hands with Jacob "Good game," I muttered sarcastically….well, he deserved it.

Needless to say, Jacob didn't return the compliment.

I ran up into the crowd people grabbing at me, my mother was there first hugging me tightly. my brothers shook my hand and then I reached Bella, pulled her into my arms and kissed her, I mean seriously kissed her in front of the entire stadium, fuck…in front of the entire nation and I didn't care less.

"I love you," I called around the kiss "seriously fucking love."

Bella's arm wound around my back pulling me tighter to her as she called around the kiss, "I love you too."

I took Bella's hand and lead her down the court with me to accept my trophy. I then grabbed my belongings and pulled her into the changing rooms. Bella kept quiet the entire time until the door closed, Bella's eyes were red.

"Why are you crying?" I asked shocked.

"Because babe, you've just won Wimbledon," she ran to me, jumped up and wrapped her legs around me. "YOU" deep breath "WON" we both laughed and my arms wound tightly around her.

"But" Bella said, while moving her head away from me before I could kiss her, I looked at her questionably "I think you need to shower now." I rolled my eyes and Bella dropped her legs from me.

I quickly moved in and kissed her briefly while laughing and headed to the shower.

Jumping in, I could not actually still believe it, I was in total shock. After a few minutes I felt a pair of soft hands come from behind me and her finger tips traced up and down my abs, I shivered from the touch and my dick sprang to life immediately.

I turned around and grabbed Bella, pulling her tightly to me, my erection hitting her in the stomach.

"Would you like me to help you with that?" Bella laughed while tracing her fingers over my tip. I took a sharp intake of breath and picked Bella up, turning us around and hitting her back off the cold tiles, Bella slid down slightly and placed herself at the head of my cock and then she slid down on me, I don't recall who moaned the loudest, but I dare bet, we were on equal par.

My movements were quick, Bella's movements were meaningful, and I have never felt as in love in my entire life. I wasn't sure how many times I could say it before Bella wondered if I was actually insane.

My thrusts became more urgent as I felt my release build, and Bella traced her fingers down my back. I felt Bella's walls contract around me and my own release flooded into Bella. I have never felt as relaxed and happy in my entire life.

"I didn't think you would have had the energy left in you," Bella whispered in my ear causing us both to laugh. "I love a quickie now and again, but tonight Edward Cullen, you are mine…..all night."

Yeah….did she think I was going to disagree or something?

"Without a doubt," I called pulling her lips to mine.

"Right, get ready, you have your interview," Bella reminded me. I rolled my eyes, because facts were facts, I hated interviews.

Two months later

Bella had been on tour and had just won a grand slam. I knew my baby could do it, I knew I was the one who had fucked up Wimbledon for her. I would make that up to her each and every day for the rest of our lives.

Four months later

Bella had come to spend Christmas with me and my family. Charlie was invited, but decided he would go spend it with Jacob and his family; he was best friends with Jacobs's father.

Bella and I were sitting beside the fire on the single chair. Bella was sitting on my legs and her head was on my chest. The fire was crackling and we both sat there content with no noise around us.

"Would you like to open one of your presents?" I asked Bella, her face beamed and then she shook her head.

"No, thank you, I want to wait until tomorrow."

"But I would really love for you to open one of your presents. It's sort of one of our traditions…and I want you to be part of my family's tradition."

"Really?" Bella looked more than happy at my statement.

"Really" I promised.

Bella ran over to the tree and went to grab a present. "No," I stated walking quickly over, "I get to pick the present you open."

"That hardly seems fair," Bella pouted. My heart jumped into my mouth….those lips….I wanted them now.

I picked up a box and passed it to Bella. "Those are the rules," I warned her. Bella laughed slightly and looked at the little parcel mystified.

"Well, I'm presuming it's not perfume," she laughed to herself. I nudged her to open it and then Bella managed to get the paper off. I took the present out of her hand and got down on one knee, taking Bella's left hand in mine, Bella looked puzzled at first and then I opened the box. Bella's eyes widened and her mouth popped open.

"Bella Swan."

"YES" Bella screamed bending down and kissing me, knocking me on my back and Bella landing on me. I started to laugh then.

"Bella, you don't know what I was going to ask…I had a speech sorted out and everything." Bella started laughing.

"Sorry," She laughed while pulling herself off of me, I laughed and shook my head.

"Isabella Swan, I promise to love you forever – every single day of forever. Will you marry me?"

"Yes," She whispered

"Thank you," I grabbed Bella this time, placing the ring on her finger, and then pulling her back down on top of me, where we made love beside the fire.

Five years later.

Bella was a sleep in the hospital bed; I held her hand while sitting in the chair, just looking at how beautiful she looked.

The memories of the last five years were buzzing through my head.

We married the following year on December 24th at my family's home. Six months later, Bella won Wimbledon. Two months after than she proceeded to win the U.S. Open, and then the following month, we found out Bella was pregnant.

The birth of our daughter flashed through my mind, keeping a permanent smile on my face, while still looking at Bella asleep on the hospital bed.

At the same time, Jasper managed a young boy from Seattle who had won Wimbledon as well as another Grand Slam and was doing well. Emmett and Rose were expanding their business over to England and those two years were possibly the happiest of my family's lives.

Everything was perfect.

I took a job training young kids. I was a good teacher at tennis, I wanted to help kids reach their goal at being the best.

When our daughter, Renesmee, hit two Bella found out she was pregnant again and low and behold, she had given birth to a little boy. Bella had yet to see him as she had been so full of medication she drifted off immediately. I refused to see our son until Bella had, so I sat holding her hand smiling impatiently, just wanting to go look at our son, but not being able to take my eyes of the most beautiful woman in the world.

It was five-am, when Bella started making some sort of movement and I accidentally, shoved her! Because damn it, I wanted to see our son. She could go to sleep straight afterwards. Bella turned her head and smiled at me.

"How is he?" she asked.

"He's doing fine, but I haven't seen him yet, I was waiting for you."

"Edward…our son has been alone all this time?" Bella sounded annoyed.

"Of course not, my mother and father are with him," Bella smiled and squeezed my hand.

"I love you Edward Cullen, do you know that?" I nodded and smiled.

"I'd marry you again tomorrow in a heartbeat, Bella Cullen."

"I'd accept in a heartbeat. How did I get this lucky?" Bella purred.

"You have given me two children, Bella. I think it should be me asking that question." Bella just smiled at me.

Bella pressed the button then and the nurse came through, "I would like to see my son now." The nurse nodded, took a quick glance at me…I mean from head to toe…and left the room.

"Did she just check my husband out?" Bella seethed. I rolled my eyes laughing and squeezed her hand. Five minutes later I heard my mother and father coming up the hallway and then my mother walked through the door first with our son in her hands.

My mother placed our son gently into Bella's awaiting arms and a tear came to my eye.

"You did well Bella" I complimented….because...well…I'm a man, what the hell else am I meant to say?

The following day.

As Bella and I pulled up to the house with the new baby, Renesmee came running out the house and held tightly onto my leg….she was a daddy's girl…

"Daddy, Daddy" she yelled. I lifted her from my leg and pulled her into a hug. She had the face of an angel. Bella grabbed our son from the back seat and walked up to me, I placed my arm around her shoulder and we walked up to the house. I stopped suddenly and looked at our reflection through the window.

My family, this was my family….who the hell knew life would be this good?

This picture topped winning Wimbledon a thousand times over.