Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Obsession

By Mama4Dukes

Epilogue:

Eleven Years Later…

Forks High School Reunion

And so we come to the end of our tale, the members of the lunch table gathered in the gym of Forks High School for their ten-year high school reunion. The room was decorated with balloons and streamers. A DJ spun tunes from their generation, and couples danced on the makeshift dance floor. With the exception of Bella and Paul, all the couples in their friend group were married. As was their style, they saw no need to rush into anything so serious as marriage. The couple had returned to Forks three years ago after Paul completed law school and passed the bar. Paul worked in the prosecutor’s office for two years before opening up his own law practice on Forks Avenue. He was also the official lawyer for the tribe. Bella worked as a physical therapist at Forks Hospital, but plans were being made for her to open her own private practice in town.

The couple lived in Charlie’s house. He now lived with his new wife, Coach Clapp, who had been Bella’s old softball coach at Forks High School. It was a second marriage for both. Coach Clapp’s husband had divorced her after discovering she could not have children due to an issue with her ovaries. Her ex-husband now lived in Oregon and had eight kids and counting.

Charlie and Anna-Coach Clapp’s first name-began chatting when Bella joined the softball team. They discovered they had a lot in common, including a mad love for anything sports. When Charlie first went to her house to watch the Seattle Mariners defeat the New York Yankees on Anna’s 100-inch Sonny TV, he knew she was the girl for him. So, with Bella’s approval, one week after Bella graduated from high school, Charlie married his perfect match, and Coach Clapp became Coach Swan. The couple moved into Coach Clapp’s house because it had the larger TV. Three years ago, when Bella and Paul returned to Forks, he offered the house to them. He didn’t sell it to them. After all, he inherited the home from his parents when they passed away; Charlie simply signed the deed to Bella.

“Hi, Dad.” Bella hugged her father. He attended with his wife, who was still the PE teacher and softball coach at Forks High School.

“I can’t believe it’s been ten years since you graduated from high school, kiddo. You’ve accomplished so much with your life. Hell, I never imagined I would be your patient.” Charlie had recently had rotator cuff surgery, and Bella was his physical therapist, guiding him through recovery.

“It’s been a long road, but I don’t regret any of it. Working hard during college really paid off.”

Charlie chuckled. “Yeah, it did. And now you want to open your own practice.”

“I do. And it will be sooner rather than later. The small business loan I applied for just went through, and if all goes well, I have high hopes of being able to pay it back within the first two years.”

“Congratulations, kiddo. Your business will be a success; I just know it.”

Billy approached with Julia. “Bella, I hear from Jacob that congratulations are in order.”

“Yeah, we got the loan.” Jake was Bella’s business partner and a physical therapist. He decided to follow in Bella’s footsteps and become a physical therapist after Rachel wound up in physical therapy after a car accident. He watched the therapist help Rachel re-learn how to walk and was thoroughly impressed. So, he declared a major and put his heart and soul into earning it.

Bella and Jake had been discussing opening a shop together since they were five and six years old, but back then, they were going to sell mud pies. Now, they were opening a private physical therapy practice, serving Forks, La Push, and the surrounding areas. They’d come a long way since mud pies.

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“Bella, are you and Paul ever going to tie the knot?” Katie asked. “Jared and I are celebrating our tenth anniversary next year. You two have been together just as long as we have.”

Bella took a sip of her wine… her crappy wine. She grimaced. “Eventually,” she replied, then changed the topic. “What cheap ass picked this wine?” They were seated at a round table by the dance floor, watching everyone get drunker and drunker as the evening passed. How anyone could get drunk on this swill, she had no idea.

Angela motioned toward the reunion committee with her chin. It was the same group who organized the junior prom-the snooty cheerleaders.

“They aren’t aging well,” Jess noted. She had a bone to pick with them. That particular group was among the first to disparage her choice not to continue with college and to join the Army. For Jess, it had been the best decision. During her freshman year, she realized that academics weren’t for her and that she needed grounding, which the military provided for her.

“No, they aren’t,” Bella agreed, “and they’re now permanently on my shit list because of this disgusting wine. There are better cheap wines out there than this. They didn’t have to go for the bottom of the barrel!”

Angela laughed. “Um, it’s not like they were ever on your favorites list, Bella. Besides, maybe they don’t know better about the wine.”

“True.” Bella nodded, and then a sudden realization hit her: “Where are the guys?” As she chatted with her friends, she realized their other halves had all slipped away.

“I have no idea. They’re probably just talking. They talk more than we do. It’s like they have extra long lunches, and then they meet at our house for god only knows what on the weekends.”

“I’m just glad they’re all still friends. Our lunch table has survived the separation.” Bella caught sight of Kim and Leah, who had gone to the tribal school. “And we still have our honorary members.”

“This is very true. This calls for a toast.” Kim reached into her tote bag and dug out a bottle and a wine opener. She smirked at her friends. “I brought the good stuff. Ben and I picked this up in Aberdeen last month.”

“I was wondering why you brought a canvas tote bag in,” Jess said.

“Quileutes like to take care of their friends,” Kim replied with a wink. “And I brought the ugly tote bag because I stashed three more bottles of wine here,” she admitted.

“God, I love you!” Bella burst as she poured the rest of the crappy wine into a plant.

“Oh my God! Bella, that’s a fake tree!” Leah informed her.

“Oops!” She examined the tree. “I think they had this tree up at one of our proms, too. I wonder if they just dig this out for special occasions.”

While Kim poured the wine, there was some kind of commotion on the dance floor. Suddenly, the DJ asked everyone to clear the dance floor. And when the crowd dispersed, there remained six men: Ben, Eric, Jared, Mike, Paul, and Tyler. Then the speakers started blaring a One Direction song, and the guys began serenading their ladies, just like they did at the junior prom. The crowd went absolutely wild.

Bella laughed as she watched her boyfriend lead the five other guys in their performance. She loved this side of Paul. She encouraged him to major in Musical Theatre during college because it was what he wanted to do. By the time freshman year of college began, he was burnt out from focusing so much on pleasing his mother. While Bella understood why Paul wanted to please Julia, there was a limit. “I’m sure your mom doesn’t want you to please her to the detriment of your happiness,” she had told him. Paul had taken Bella’s words to heart and had run with it. In fact, even now, he was heavily involved in the local community theatre with Mike and, surprisingly, Eric. They were trying to recruit the rest of their friends.

As the song ‘Night Changes’ came to an end, the other guys formed a half circle behind Paul, who dropped to one knee and sang the last verse of the song, “ It will never change me and you. ” Then he pulled out a diamond ring from his pocket and held it out in front of his imprint with a smile. “I love you, Bella. Marry me.”

Bella put her right hand on her heart and extended the other as she bubbled with happiness. “Yes, Paul. Yes, I will marry you.”

‘ And they danced all night to the best song ever.’

Well, they did.

And they lived happily ever after.