A/N: Back again! Told you I was devoting all the time I had to this story! For those of you that don't vote now. Click that and vote and you should be good! :) anyway, thank you all for the lovely and amusing reviews. It was never my intention to make any of you angry with me but it was very funny to watch haha. So, Quil and Embry having a possibility of phasing still remains a secret but… enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: Nobody knows how many times a day I really wish to own Twilight. But it's a hopeless dream because it belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

Embry POV: "Em! Let's go! Bella's here!" excitement and fear fled through me. Excitement at the thought of seeing Bella, nervousness at the thought of me possibly confessing my feelings tonight. I took a deep breath and rounded the corner that put me in the foyer. What I saw standing in the doorway made my eyes pop out and jaw drop.

It was Bella, standing there before me looking like the most beautiful creature to ever walk the earth. She was wearing a flowery sundress and her hair flowed down her back like a waterfall. She wasn't wearing too much makeup. She looked natural; like an angel that had just recently descended from the heavens.

Bella seemed to have caught my embarrassing gawking and blushed, lifting her hand in a shy wave. "H-hi," I said, choking on my own breath. "You… you look really nice, Bella." Nice… well wasn't that the understatement of the year? She looked beautiful, radiant even.

She blushed even darker. "Thank you. You look really nice too," she said softly. Between that and staring at her like an idiot, I couldn't hold back from blushing any longer. My face warmed up and I knew my cheeks were probably the color of cherries.

Quil, who seemed to have had enough of my embarrassing and cheesy moment, rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, you two both look absolutely gorgeous, but we can all dwell on that later. For now, let's go and have some fun." And with that, he basically pushed Bella out the house and down to the beach with me following behind them.

I knew Quil was my best friend and he didn't like Bella the way I did, but the way he made her smile and laugh made me extremely jealous. I wish I could just man up and go make conversation with her; make her smile and laugh myself.

Every so often though, when he made Bella laugh too hard, he'd sling an arm around her shoulders, then look back at me with a taunting smirk on his face. That idiot was doing this on purpose.

When we got to the beach, Bella said she was going to grab an ice cream from the cart and would be right back. Once she was well out of earshot I slugged Quil hard in the shoulder.

"Ow," he protested, whining. "What was that for?"

"Were you deliberately trying to make me jealous before?" I spat at him.

He laughed. "Oh yeah, man. I'm sorry I just thought it might make you want to tell her without any second thoughts. I did that to show you she's awesome, man. And if you don't tell her how you feel then someone else will soon enough and you'll have missed your chance."

As much as I hated to admit it to myself… Quil was right. Bella was the most amazing girl in the world. If I didn't take her soon someone else would. And the mere thought of Bella being the girlfriend of some other guy sickened me to my core. Anytime I thought of that I thought… what if that guy were a jerk, and he hurt her again? She was better than that. She deserved better. And gosh darn it, I'd be the one to give her what she deserved if it was the last thing I ever did.

I sighed, "Guess you're right, man. I'm going to tell her in a bit. When the fire starts. Then maybe she won't freak as much if it's later and she's tired."

Quil busted out laughing and almost fell on the floor. "Dude," he chuckled. "Bella is not going to hurt you if you tell her. But okay. It could be more romantic anyway. Girls dig that kind of sappy romance junk."

We both laughed at the mental image of Bella slapping me silly for a moment when an all too familiar voice snapped me out of it. Unfortunately… it wasn't Bella's.

"I'd advise you to stay away from Bella, Call. She isn't ready for a relationship yet."

Jacob.

Both of us whipped around to see our ex best friend looking at me with the upmost hate and contempt in his eyes. little did he know I could match him temper for temper. I'd never been afraid of him before. Why should I be now?

I narrowed my eyes at him and said, "How would you know what Bella wants and doesn't want, Jacob?"

"That's easy isn't it," he looked at me like I was stupid. "I'm her best friend. Have been since we were in diapers. When I told her how I felt she told me she wasn't ready. And she won't be ready for you either. It's going to break your fragile little heart."

"Even if she doesn't want me, it's still worth her knowing how I feel." That was true. Even if I'd feel hurt and rejected, I wanted her to know I cared for her and would always be there for her at the very least.

"Alright, I tried to be nice," he growled. "But now you're messing with me. So it's time to play it the hard way. Bottom line… Bella is mine. You can't have her." He shoved into me.

Like I said, temper for temper. I shoved the idiot right back and pointed a finger into his chest. "You listen to me Jacob," I said, my voice low and deadly. "Last time I checked, you said you didn't want to be her friend anymore and you hurt her just as bad as Cullen did. You're no better than him," Jacob visibly flinched, but I didn't care. "And she isn't yours. She's a person, not a prize to be claimed and put on a pedestal. Get over yourself and go find Sam."

That seemed to be all Jacob could take because next thing I know he punched me right in the stomach. I staggered backwards in pain, then quickly recomposed myself as I punched him right in the face and pinned him to the ground. "You listen to me, Black," I warned. "I am not afraid of you. Never have been and never will be. So let me tell youthis… you aren't good enough for Bella. She deserves so much better than you. She deserves to be loved and cherished and she deserves to have a smile on her face at all times. You were never able to give her that completely and you have only yourself to blame. So don't go after her or me. Just get out of here, got it?"

He didn't say another word. Just shoved me off of him and left. As soon as I got up and brushed the sand off of me I looked right into the eyes of a shocked Bella Swan, who's ice cream cone, now lay melting in the hot sand.

"What on earth was that?" she asked, sounding shocked out of her mind.

I took one look at Quil and he nodded firmly at me. It was time to tell her. Now or never. "Bella…" I said hoarsely. "There's something that I need to tell you."

A/N: I know you hate me but I swear after this chapter there will be no more cliffies! To make it clear I love Jacob but in this story he's the bad guy. What do you think of the fight? How will it go when Embry tells Bella? Vote on the poll and review review review! I'll either update later today or I'll do it tomorrow! All depends on reviews! I love you guys!

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