Alright, this is the first chapter of Destiny, the sequel to my other story, Adjustments. It picks up right where Adjustments left off…literally. Lol. I deiced to do it this way because this story kind of changes from Bella being with Edward to Bella actually starting her life with Jacob, so that's why I didn't just keep the story going. I hope you all like this story as much as you liked the other one Please enjoy and REVIEW!

One Last Kiss

BPOV

Jake stayed with me that night. We talked and I tried my best to let him know how much that he meant to me. I thought about it and finally decided not to tell him about the few days that I'd lived with the future Jake and my future son, or the dream or whatever it was. I honestly wasn't sure if it was a dream or not. It had felt so real, but whether it was real or a dream, I was so thankful that I'd experienced it because it had brought Jake and I together.

When morning came, Jacob was gone and I sighed, disappointed. I reached over to the side of the bed that he'd slept on and noticed that it was still warm, so he hadn't been gone long. I smiled, thinking about being in Jake's arms again already. Rising from the bed, I stretched and went to take a shower. I checked the clock in the hall and it was around eight in the morning. I heard Charlie bustling around downstairs, probably almost ready to leave for work. I smiled, remembering our conversation last night. Charlie had been so happy when I'd told him that I had finally realized my love for Jacob. I knew he would be, but it was still good to see it.

I showered, taking about thirty minutes, letting the water cleanse my body and just feeling like along with the water went my pain and the chapter of my life that had been filled with Edward. I sighed, loving this new outlook on life that Jacob had helped me to have. I loved it, all of it. I was a new me, and I loved the way it felt.

After having finished my shower, I dressed in a pair of comfortable jeans and a kind of dressy green shirt. It was very close to the green shirt that I'd worn in the "dream". I smiled widely when I looked in the mirror at myself.

I was acting like a lovesick six year old, but you know what? Who cares?

Charlie was long gone when I practically danced down the stairs, but I froze when I reached the bottom and saw the last person in the world that I was expecting…Edward.

He stood still in the middle of my living room, not moving at all. I tried to relax, but it was a losing battle. Instead, I looked him straight in the eye.

"Edward, why are you here?" I asked him sternly, then became frightened. What if something was wrong?

He saw my fear and was immediately at my side. "Bella, it's alright. I'm here to…"

I stared at him, waiting for him to continue. When he just stared at me, looking a little uncomfortable, I spoke. "Here to…?"

He hesitantly opened his mouth and answered me. "Was…last night…did you mean it?"

I closed my eyes and sighed. Edward was…what? Questioning my sincerity? Questioning the love that I had for Jacob?

"Edward…I'm sorry, but I love Jacob now," I firmly informed him, reassuring him that I definitely had been telling the truth.

He looked like he was in pain for a moment, but then he nodded. "Alright…"

He turned to leave, but I stopped him. "Wait!"

He froze, but he didn't face me. I walked up to his back and wrapped my arms around him from behind.

"Thank you, Edward. For everything you've done for me," I whispered into his clean blue shirt, inhaling his scent for probably the last time.

He took a shaky breath, even though he didn't need it, and pried my arms away from his body. I was hurt by his actions. I thought he didn't want me to touch him, but then he turned to me and crushed me to his body.

"Bella, I did it because I love you. No one has ever touched my heart like you have…and no one ever will," He breathed into my hair, his cool breath on my scalp making me shiver.

I pulled him firmer into me, needing him to know how much he still meant to me, even though I loved Jacob.

"I still love you, Edward. I always will, but Jacob, he's…," I trailed off, unsure of what I really wanted to say.

He nodded. "I know."

I whimpered, wishing that I wasn't hurting him. I just concentrated on hugging him, feeling Edward's arms around me for the last time.

"I don't want to hurt you," I admitted, feeling weak and tired all of a sudden.

"I know, Bella. I will be, though, but if I know that this is what you want, then I can…try to not…hurt," He told me, his voice strained.

"It is what I want," I answered.

Edward nodded, but I wasn't fully convinced that he believed me. Hmph.

"Edward, I love Jacob," I told him, having the urge to stomp my foot. I bit my tongue to fight it.

He sighed and released me to look in my eyes. "I know…but is he what you want, Bella?"

I looked into his warm topaz eyes and tried to understand the depth of my decision. I was choosing Jacob, the utterly gorgeous, unmistakably sexy werewolf over the equally gorgeous and sexy vampire. Edward was causing me to think about my choice, which I didn't like at all.

I thought about my life with both men. I thought of my vampire life first. I would be frozen, a teenager forever. I would never grow old, never have kids, never go to college or have a career, never…change or grow. I would just…be…exist. What kind of life is that? Then, I thought of Jacob, of the life that I'd already seen that we could have. Jake's warm smile lighting up every day, contagiously making my own smile appear. I thought of Mason, of our little boy who was so full of life. I thought of Charlie, Billy, Emily, Sam, the pack, all of us together all the time…in harmony. I would have to give all of that up if I chose Edward. I wouldn't do that…not even for him.

"Edward, Jacob is what I want," I told him, smiling that he hadn't been able to influence me into changing my mind.

He looked mournful, like a kid who's pet dog had just died, but he cleared his face of all emotion soon enough.

"Then I can try…to be happy," He replied, attempting a smile.

I brought him to me again in a second hug, just as fierce as the last one.

"I love you," Edward whispered, squeezing me tighter to him, though careful not to hurt me.

"I love you, too," I answered, meaning every word.

He squeezed me one last time and then let me go. His topaz eyes found mine, and he breathed a sigh of acceptance.

"Alright. Well, I guess this is goodbye," He told me, chuckling nervously.

Edward was never nervous, so I knew that he was really hurt by this.

His face sobered and he stared right at me. "Bella, if you ever need anything…anything at all, don't hesitate to ask, okay?"

I nodded and willed myself not to cry.

He sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"I think it's time for my family to leave Forks now. We've been here for too long, anyway," He whispered, his eyes finding the floor suddenly very interesting.

"But…why?" I panicked. I had just gotten to where I could maybe be without him in my life as my boyfriend, but I still needed him in my life.

"I want you to live your life, Bella. Without my interference. Be with Jacob and be happy so that I can try to be happy for you," He spoke, his eyes still trained on the floor.

"Edward, look at me," I breathed, coming a little closer to him.

His eyes reluctantly rose to meet mine.

"I still want you to be my friend, Edward. I don't want you to just disappear off of this wacky plane of existence that I call my life," I giggled, trying to ease the tension in the room.

It worked, because his mouth formed a half-smile and his eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Friend? Hmm…maybe I can agree to that," He chuckled, smiling fully now.

"Please? I need you to be my friend. I can't…live without you," I admitted.

He looked me straight in the eye. "I don't want to live without you, either. But, what would Jacob say about all of this?" His brow rose in challenge.

"Jacob would…be alright with it, I think," I spoke softly, not really sure what Jacob would think about the idea.

As always, Edward knew where my thoughts had led. "Hmm…I'm not so sure."

I sighed in frustration. "Well, he'll have to be. I can't give you up…completely."

He smiled and nodded, and the room grew incredibly quiet.

"If this is the end, Bella, can I ask one thing?" He asked, his voice barely audible. I strained my ears just to hear him.

"Of course, Edward," I answered, curious as to what he wanted.

"I would like…," He began, but broke off and laughed, again nervously. This was weird…

A hand came up to rub against the back of his neck, a nervous gesture he often did.

"Edward, what is it?" I asked.

He looked me in the eyes and spoke clearly and softly. "I would like to kiss you…one last time."

I gasped. Well, this was definitely not what I was expecting. One last kiss. Surely, I could give him that, at least. Jacob and I, while we had an…understanding, we weren't exactly a couple yet. We'd talked about a lot of things last night, but the issue of us being an official "couple" had never really come up. We'd been too busy telling each other how much we loved each other and making silly promises and…okay, I have to stop thinking about that. Edward is still waiting for an answer.

"Sure, Edward. I don't see why not," I answered, a little shakily.

His face brightened, and I realized that he'd thought that I would refuse. His face came closer to mine and our lips were inches apart. I felt his cool breath on my mouth and closed my eyes, anticipating Edward's kiss.

I was so caught up in waiting for Edward's lips to meet my own that I almost jumped when he pressed them firmly to mine. He kissed me slowly, as if savoring the feel of my lips against his own. I returned it, but I couldn't help but to compare it with Jacob's kiss. Edward's kiss was often filled with pain or fear, while Jacob's kiss, or at least the one we'd shared last night, was warm and carried love and adoration along with happiness and comfort. Jacob's kiss had left me dizzy with love, and he'd known it.

Edward continued to kiss me, and we were both so wrapped up in it that we didn't hear the footsteps coming up the stairs of the porch, or the three firm knocks on the door, or the door opening, or footsteps…approaching the living room where we stood kissing. Finally, a voice speaking broke our concentration. I recognized it immediately.

"Bella, what are you doing?"

It was Jacob.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Lol. Well, tell me what you think? Will Edward get beaten to a pulp? Will Jacob forgive Bella? Will Edward leave? Will Bella and Edward remain friends? Will I ever stop asking questions? Find out in the next chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!