Hi... I just wanted to explain a little (oops)

After Fanfiction deleted My Savior I just didn't have any motivation to keep writing the story. (That and my English teacher is a psycho who gives ridiculous book reports)

I know it's not an excuse but the ideas refused to come and I honestly haven't read what I wrote in a while.

This chapter was inspired by Disarm by The Civil Wars

I hope I can start to get back in the groove again... and LILY YOU OWE ME COOKIES!

Ok, well here's Ch. 14( finally) Enjoy!

I decided to make this short and different, just because I can't just jump straight into it again. I thought if I changed my ideas into new ones, it would be easier to keep going for you guys.

don't own it and all that annoying stereotypical shit that nobody actually reads...

EmmettPOV

I sighed and looked out into the forests surrounding out houses. From all the years I'd been with Rosalie and to have to hide my past from the rest of the family, I hadn't had a moment where I'd let my emotions show so much. I had to put up my cheery facade everyday, trying to find numbness in being ridiculous. Truthfully, not letting myself think or even feel things about my life before the Cullens had gotten to me over the years. In some ways it helped, pretending to forget was better than having to try to be O.K all the time. I really hadn't had to concentrate so much on my rules for myself until we stumbled across this wonderful, beautiful, broken girl.

To be honest, I had never really liked Rosalie. Her snarky attitude was too similar to hers. I just stayed with her to please the rest of the family. I wanted a family, and I feared if not for Rose, I wouldn't be considered as a part of something again.

I winced as I pulled my pained thoughts back to Bella. She was hurt. Very hurt. I could see it in her eyes, the same look I've seen in mirrors for my entire life. I could tell she had it miles worse than me, but it was all the same. The numbing, painful, lovely void between feelings and death.

I felt connected to Bella, not because she was someone I might be able to relate to someday, but for something very different entirely. Everything about her, the long hair, the doe eyes, the rose- pedal lips, it all captivated me in the best way. She was like a drug for me, I couldn't get enough. I doubt I ever would.

I sighed and pulled my hand through my dark curls. The only thing I could concentrate on was being able to please my Bella. I dreamed of running to her, of hugging her, of crying together, and growing old together. I dreamed of holding her hand, and loving her, and filling myself with her, and being suffocated by the beauty that only she could hold. Just the thought of being something she feared drove me crazy constantly. I couldn't concentrate on anything else, and it scared me. Why did I feel this way about someone who I'd never spoken to before? How could I be so captivated by a creature who only thought of me as a threat? But, even through all this uncertainty, I knew. I had to help her when she didn't know how to help herself. I knew I had to be there when nobody else could be. I also knew one thing that admitting to myself might change everything.

I knew that I am in love with Isabella Swan.

So...? Did you like it? Glad I'm back? Confused about where I'm going? (Don't worry, I'm really confused too...)

I just wanted to say thanks if you're still reading, it really means a lot.

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Love, (Once again)

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