One Night of Destiny

Chapter 4

A/N: Special thx to Moonlight Isabella Silverstein. If it weren't for her, I'd be dumb enough to post the same chapter twice again. And also ShamelesslyObsessed for the idea of Mike and Rosalie. This is all going to be in Emmett's POV so bear with me here. I'm making shit up as I go. This is going to be his last POV for three years because after this chapter, it's gonna be all in Bella's POV and then the chapter after that fast forwards three years into the future. IMPORTANT: at some point of this chapter, you're going to have to play BEST GIRL by Taio Cruz while reading just to add a dramatic effect, so I advise you to get that ready now and wait until it's time. I'll write when to start playing it. I'll do something like this in later chapters to make them more interesting. SM owns everything. Enjoy!

I woke up and felt the hot beaming sun on my face. I tried to cover my face with both my hands but I couldn't move my left arm because it felt so numb. OH MY GOD! ROSALIE WENT OVER THE EDGE AND CUT OFF MY ARM was my first irrational thought, but I calmed down when I saw a beautiful angel sleeping on my arm, using my nicely built bicep as a pillow with a content smile on her lips.

Oh yeah. It's Bella. At first, I thought what this beautiful woman was doing in my bed and then I remembered all of the naughty things we did last night and how I felt a strong connection to her. I stayed staring at her when I realized that I was smiling like a fucking fool. What the hell did she do to me? Whatever it was, I was so not going to complain. She had made me feel feelings that I never knew I could feel for any woman other than my mom who I loved like nothing else. I am such a mama's boy. I watched her as the sun light beamed beautifully on the small of her back and some rays that made its may onto her hair. She looked like an angel that came down to this earth just for me. I knew she was when she drank that beer like it was apple juice.

I realized where my thoughts were going when I saw little Emmett peaking through the sheets. Time for a cold one.

I slowly climbed out of my bed and made my way to the bathroom to take my shower. I looked back at my bed and smiled again as I saw Bella sigh and say, "I want a double cheeseburger." If she wasn't asleep, I would have thought that she was actually asking for one. God must really love me because he sent down a goddess to me that knows how to party, dance, and eat. Whenever Rosalie and I would go out to dinner, she'd always order a fucking salad with no chicken or anything. She always said it was to keep her figure, but I always said it was to starve her. I escaped from my thoughts of that sorry excuse for a woman and sped my way to the bathroom. I turned on the water to a very cold temperature to help me with my very throbbing erection and started to take care of my business. I thought of Bella dancing. I thought of the three times Bella said my name last night. Hell, I even pictured Bella, on my bed eating a double cheeseburger. Naked.

After that little fantasy I just came undone and released my seed on the shower wall. I didn't know I could shoot up this much in one load. Usually with Rosalie- you know what? No more Rosalie talk. She was the fucking past and I have a feeling that Bella is going to be my future. I better not fuck this up. This Bella chick-shit I don't even know her last name-is different and I could tell.

After my morning routine, I quickly rinsed the shower wall for when Bella wanted to use the bathroom (one of the perks of being this frat house's president. I get my own bathroom!) hopped out, and tied my teddy bear towel around me. Yeah, I have a teddy bear towel and everyone knows it. Bears are my favorite animal and my mom gave me this towel as a Christmas present. Plus I think that Bella would find it cute. I honestly didn't know how Bella would react because I never showed any girl my special towel.

I opened the door anticipating Bella to be there but instead, I find Rosalie there, lying on my bed like she fucking owns the shit.

"What the hell are you doing here in my room?" I ask half screaming because of the disappointed because of Bella's disappearance.

"Is that any way to treat your girlfriend baby." she said while twirling a lock of her golden hair on her finger.

"How many fucking times do I have to tell your psychotic ass that I'm not your boyfriend bitch?" I don't think that I should've said that because all of a sudden, Rose stood up, quickly walked up to me, and slapped me. It took everything in me not to do something back because my mom taught me well and I didn't want to disappoint her. Instead, I just closed my eyes and as corny as it may sound, I counted backwards from ten to one.

"Do not talk to me like that. I am not a bitch." she snarled. "And besides, I have the right to be mad at you right now after you cheated on me with that whore that came out of your room this morning."

When she said that, I quickly opened my eyes with excitement and stopped myself from showing the smile that was itching to be shown before Rosalie did something worse than smack me. She's probably cut my balls off. Lord knows that I need those. "How long ago did she leave? Did you talk to her? Did she say anything about me? Maybe if I go now I can catch up to-" I was cut off by another slap by Rosalie. At this point, I was seeing red. I looked out my opened door for a second and saw Mike brushing his teeth in his Wonder Woman boxers and when he saw that Rosalie and I were fighting he went wide eyed and abruptly turned. Maybe Rose here isn't as innocent as she claims to be.

"You are not allowed to talk about this Stella chick ever again!"

"Bitch, her name is BELLA and since you claim to think that we're together, I guess you cheated on me too. You and Mike, huh? That's really nice. Going after one of my best friends just to get back at me. You're a pathetic whore Rose. So I'm saying this officially now since you're clearly confused on the status of our relationship. I said this weeks ago and I'm saying it again slowly so your empty head can decipher what I'm saying. We…are…through…Rose…a…lie!" I said emphasizing each syllable. She was about to slap me again but this time I caught her arm and pushed her against the wall without hurting her scrawny ass. "Oh Emmett. You wanna play rough huh?" she said trying to kiss me. Before she could, I pushed and hauled her ass out in the hallway and watched as she stumbled and fell on her flat ass. What did I ever see in this broad?

"From now on, this is a NO BITCH zone. Now get the fuck out of here before you make me do something I probably won't regret later." I shouted making all of my brothers come out of there rooms to see what all of the commotion was. Like Kevin McCall said in Deuces by Chris brown: I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow. That's exactly what I did to Rosalie. I flipped her the bird saying fuck you then put up my index saying we're through.

I closed the door and sat on bed with my face in my hands and my elbows propped up on my knees. Why would she leave? Did I do something wrong? I never felt this way about a girl before. What scared me the most was that this is happening only after meeting her for ten minutes and having sex with her, not even knowing her last name. I have to find her. I…have to. I only have two days left and I want to see where we can go.

I got up from bed and took off my towel and out on some decent clothes to go out with. Of course, I wore my trusty Keds with khaki shorts and my favorite black V-Neck knitted sweater. I looked in the mirror one more time and saw how good I looked and walked out of the door.

Who wouldn't know Bella? She's not that hard to miss. She's incredibly hot and funny. This'll be easy.

After about three hours, I had no such luck. I tried all the classes to see if she might be studying or something. I tried the library. I tried the Advanced Class because she was so smart. I tried the girls' dorms. Hell, I even tried the girls' locker room. I even looked by asking people if they knew who Bella was. "You know, smart, funny, sexy, and has a banging body?" Everyone I interrogated either asked who's Bella or the occasional guy would say I wanna piece of that. It was so frustrating looking for someone who nearly didn't exist. I honestly didn't get it. How can no one notice how beautiful she was? It was amazing how her name suited her features so well. I mean, it wasn't like she locked herself up in her room and read all day (if only he knew). I thought that since today was a Sunday, maybe she was at church or something.

I personally hated churches. Whenever I would walk into one for my mom's sake, I would always shrivel up inside. She would always joke that I was like a vampire or some shit. Ever since she got diagnosed with breast cancer a couple of years ago, I kind of lost all connection to God. I felt as if he was trying to steal my mom away from me and I would never forgive him for it. Mom's been doing well now so I guess it wouldn't hurt to just take a peek inside. Plus, I guess it was God that sent me Bella. I had to give him some credit. I even wear I Love Boobies wristbands to show my support.

I drove my Jeep Wrangler to the near by church and nearly ran out of the car when I saw a girl with brown hair walk in with a white dress. I saw her disappear and then ran towards her.

"Bella!" I yelled. The girl didn't stop so I ran to the front of the church where she was sitting with her head bowed. "Bella." I said gently touching her shoulder. My heart almost dropped when the girl slowly turned around and I saw her face. It wasn't my Bella.

"Yes?" she smiled warmly. She was hot. If I didn't have my heart set on Bella, I'd have probably asked her out.

"Sorry. Thought you were someone else." Before she could say anything, I turned around and walked out of the church.

3 hours later.

I had given up on looking for Bella so, reluctantly, I went back to start my packing for New York. I need to see Bella. Maybe God will do me one more favor and send her my way. Before I knew it, it was twelve and my search for Bella combined with my Rosalie problem, and the stress that comes with packing for a long trip really took its toll on me. I finished packing up most of my things and went to bed that night/morning thinking about Bella. My Bella.

The next morning: Emmett's last full day

I woke the next morning with thoughts of Bella. I dreamt of her last night. I didn't have any erotic dreams though. They were nicely kept PG-13 which is a first for me. It was of me and Bella looking up at the setting sun while we were rocking in a boat in the middle of the ocean just holding each other. What was she doing to me! Maybe that night, the DJ really did have me falling in love.

I spent most of my day with friends and family. At first, it was awkward spending time with Mike after he admitted to fucking Rosalie, but I ended up forgiving him. It really wasn't her fault. If Rosalie was a guy, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be able to keep it in her pants. She claimed to have loved me, but I knew it wasn't true. I'm so glad that I never liked her in the first place. The only reason why I got with her was because she is my dad Carlisle's boss's daughter. My dad being the saint that he is was actually relieved that I let her go. So was Rosalie's own father. I guess everyone knew how much of a bitch she was. Thank goodness his boss didn't get mad at me or my dad.

Mike, my brothers, James my new manager and best friend, and I spent some time at the local bar. We talked mostly about the crazy parities we've had and how future parties won't be the same without me. Throughout the whole three hours we spent there, I was secretly hoping that Bella would show up. God, if only I had her last name.

After time with the boys and saying my goodbyes, I went to the house and packed up all my things and put it in my jeep and drove down to my parents' house to spend my last night in Washington with them.

As soon as I pulled up in the driveway, my mom came running down our huge front porch and right into my arms.

"Baby, I'm so glad you're here." she said on my chest. I couldn't help but to tear up a little seeing her with a bandana on her head due to her chemo-therapy thinking on how I would have to leave her with just dad to look after her. "Emmett, sweetheart, don't cry for me. I should be crying for you. You're gonna be so far away from me being an all-star football player and you're gonna forget about us little town folks dear."

"Mom," I started with my voice shaking. If my brothers saw me right now, they'd have a field day. "I could never forget about you and dad. Especially you. You're my number one." I said as I kissed her head that was once filled with beautiful caramel colored locks was now bald.

Just then, I saw my dad on the front porch and saw that he was tearing up too. "Dad, not you too." I couldn't help but laugh a little when he ran up to us and said, "Group hug!" It was kind of weird with me being the biggest one and lifting them both up as we hugged.

Dad helped me take out a couple bags that I would need for the night since they were driving me to the airport in the morning. I walked into our massive dining room and saw that mom went all out with dinner. I was about to ask her why a whole bunch of food was out when my question was answered with almost the whole McCarty and Cullen family popping out from different places of the house. It was a true surprise. There was Uncle Vincenzo who was so Italian that it was ridiculous. You could only understand the last to words of his sentence. That quido really cracked me up. My favorite aunt in the world was there too. Auntie A. She always brought me loaves and loaves of cake that it was because of her that I was pudgy as a kid. To this day, I don't know what the A in her name is for. A whole bunch of other family members were there too.

We spent most of dinner talking about me and my childhood. Stories like how I lost my virginity to the 18 year old next door neighbor Gigi when I was like 15 thanks to Uncle Vincenzo. We also talked about embarrassing stories too like how I peed on myself in my dad's car when I was sixteen because we were driving from Vancouver to Washington without stopping. Dad couldn't stop laughing and mom was just looking at him shaking her head. We also talked about all the good things I've done and how good of a man I became.

When it was time to go, everyone left with goodbyes and I love you's, especially Auntie A who gave me a loaf of pound cake. A couple of hour later, I said my goodnights to mom and dad and went to bed waiting for the long day that was to come tomorrow and of course thinking of Bella.

The next morning, I woke up and started to get ready for the long plane flight to come. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was 5:30 in the morning and my flight leaves at 8:05. I put on my true religion jeans and sneakers then quickly put on my flannel shirt with my favorite leather jacket and finished my outfit my dad's ring and my Ginats cap. Got to support my team. I got ready and it was hard because most of that time was spent thinking about Bella.

(START MUSIC)

I thought of how beautiful she was and how sweet and gentle she was. I almost broke down when I realized that there was a good chance that I was never going to see her ever again. Her smile. Her body. Her face. Her hair. I was never going to kiss those bubble gum flavored lips and smell her strawberry scented hair ever again.

I packed up in the car and my parents followed me to the airport. They followed me into the right terminal and after some tear felt goodbyes, I was on my own. They were generous enough to bring my car to the place that it needed to go to come to New York with me. I sat at the waiting area and realized that the whole time I was again thinking of Bella. If only I could see her one more time. If only she would just appear in front of my eyes and tell me that she were coming with me or something dramatic like that, that happens in all those cheesy chick flicks that Rosalie always made me watch.

But, that wasn't going to happen. Bella wasn't coming. She never was. Maybe she didn't feel the same way that I did that night and how I feel now. She probably is sitting with her girlfriends talking about how she met another guy that was sweet and loving and how his name was not Emmett. Probably some boring name like Bob.

She doesn't want me and she never will.

No! I know she felt something and I know she feels the same way. She had to. She has to. She was the best damn girl in the whole wide world. She is the only one that I will ever need. Everything that she did to me the few hours we were together were amazing. No one could ever make me feel the way she did.

"Flight 192 to New York boarding." said a voice on the intercom. I took my carry on and went in line to board the flight. The Giants were generous enough to pay for my first class seat so I went right to it. Window seat! Awesome! My excitement went down when I started to think of Bella.

The plane engine revved and we were almost about to start the flight when I looked to left out the window and saw her! She was at the big overview window people stand at to see planes go and she was waving enthusiastically. I was about to unbuckle my seatbelt when the flight attendant said that I had to stay in my seat. But the love of my life is there at my grasp! I was about to yell but the plane started to move. No! I looked to my left and saw that Bella looked flustered and was panting almost as if she was running. Was it because of me? Duh. She feels the same Emmett, said my inner voice. I sat back down and smiled at Bella and she smiled back. I knew that this was not the last time that we were going to see each other. Somehow, fate and God would bring us together…

A/N: what do you think? Did the music go with the chapter? Review please. Next chapter will be Bella's last POV for three years just like how this is Emmett's last POV for three years. BPOV will have a song too!