a/n- sooo, i'm kinda feeling like this chapter is a mess! there was alot I wanted to put into it, and then i put a lot into it and the program crashed and i hadn't saved it and i lost a bunch of stuff and couldn't quite remember what i had in there, anyway, yeah, total sob story. Plus I really just wanted to get it done and get it up here, cause i've been super busy "cakin" the last week, and in about 2 weeks we're going on vaca!!! yippie!!! so i won't be updating for a bit.

As always thanks to the reviewers, i check my email like a crazy person and having review alerts in my inbox makes my freaking day! even cc. I have some extra thank you's to add, hey random, thanks for the cc, i'm sorry that is chapter is probably an even bigger mess, i've been kinda out of it and just wanted to get past this chapter but felt it was too important a pov to leave out, and nessiesmomma, for all the complements and pimping out the story too.

i'm sure you all know that i don't own twilight, and that's ok, i just want edward.

EMMETT POV

I owed someone an apology.

Things had gone to far last night. I had kinda thought that when Edward and Bella had left last night. It was became clearer when I took Rosalie back to the girls' suite last night, and Bella wasn't there. Now it was fucking obvious, as I watched my tiny sister pace back and forth, she was fucking livid.

I had managed to corral her into Jasper's room, mine was right next to Edward's while Jasper's was two doors down, I didn't want anyone who might be in Edward's room to hear us. A string of obscenities was flying from my sisters mouth. I had never heard her drop the f bomb so many times, our mom would be horrified, hell, I was horrified. Jasper had retreated to a chair in the far corner, his eyes glued to Alice. I wasn't too keen on the way he was eying her, but kicking his ass would have to wait, cause right now, I was in deep shit.

"What the fuck happened, Emmett?" Alice was shouting. "You fucking let him screw everything up. How could you let this happen?" Her hands were flying wildly about her as she continued to pace, glaring up at me. It might have been funny, if I didn't know how utterly terrifying my sister could be.

The last time I'd seen her this angry, it was because I'd vomited in her new Coach purse as she drove Bella and I home after a night of drinking. I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me at the memory. Her pacing had lead her away from me, she turned in slow motion, her eyes narrowed. "Exactly what about this do you find funny?"

I raised, my eyebrows, "Remember when I threw up in your purse?"

Alice exhaled in a huff, her shoulders relaxed. I could always break her with humor. There was a moment of tense silence, before she spoke softly, "It's not how he would have wanted it. He still loves her."

I breathed out a short laugh. She thinks I didn't know that.

There was a light knock on the door, Jasper hopped up to open it eager to escape the awkward conversation that was developing between my sister and I. "Hey," he greeted whoever was at the door.

"Is Alice in here? I thought I heard her."

Jasper nodded and stepped aside, allowing Rosalie into the room. She was just as beautiful as she was yesterday, wearing jeans and a loose fitting tank top, her blond hair pulled up in a ponytail. I shot her one of my dimpled grins without thinking and watched as Rosalie fought a smile in response moving her eyes past me to my sister.

"What the hell, your bags came up without you? We're supposed to meet Bella at the spa."

"You've seen Bella?" Alice and I asked in unison.

"Um, yeah." Rosalie was looking at us like we had two heads, "Do you guys do that a lot?" I guess we kind of did have two heads.

I shrugged sheepishly, while Alice asked where Bella was.

"She went for a swim about an hour ago."

"And?" I probed.

Rosalie looked up at me though her pale eyelashes, her blue eyes sparkling as she batted her eyes. She licked her lips before answering slowly, "And what?" My eyes widened as I stared at her. She knew what she was doing, I wanted to fuck her and then take her home to met my mother. This girl would be my undoing, I was going to ream Alice and Bella later for hiding her from me.

Alice rushed forward, grabbing Rosalie by the arm and pulling her from the room. Before walking out the door, she turned to me, pointing she said, "You fix this." It sounded like a threat.

I threw myself backward onto Jasper's bed as the door shut. Alice thought I was just fucking things up for the hell of it, but that wasn't the case. I knew Edward still loved Bella, I also knew something that I don't think Alice did. That Bella still loved him, and my loyalties in this mess, lie with Bella. Bella was the one who had been wronged and I just wanted to see her happy again.

Edward and I were buddies, we had been fucking thick as thieves though out our childhood, but he screwed everything up. He had hurt Bella and she never deserved that. Alice had forgiven him, I didn't have to forgive Edward, cause he'd done nothing to me, and I didn't have a vagina. I wasn't about to hold a grudge for something that didn't, technically, affect me. But if I had to chose a side, the only side I could choose was Bella's.

Bella and I had always been friends be default, we were in the same grade, ran in the same crowd and her and Alice were rarely apart, but we were never close, until that summer. I'd been abandoned by my best friend, her by her boyfriend, Alice had gotten a job in Port Angeles, we kind of fell into each other for distraction. Distraction for us equaled a lot of alcohol and stupidity, and we had a fun most of the time, but that sadness never left her eyes. I missed the way her eyes would sparkle and the music in her laugh. I missed Bella, cause after Edward left she was never the same.

Things seemed better when she got out of Forks, it was like she got better at living without him, the light in her eyes still wasn't the same though. Over the years Bella and I kept in better contact than everyone else knew. She had come to Austin a few times to see me play, I'd taken a few trips to watch her dive, we talked on the phone at least once a week, but not about him. I'd gone home that last Thanksgiving before Elizabeth died, cause Bella asked me to. She gave up a bid to invite only meet to be sure she could say good bye, and I missed a game to distract Edward so she'd have the chance. A while later I noticed that she was wearing Edward's mother's locket on a bracelet, but I never mentioned it. I think cause I don't come out and say the things I thinking, people tend to think I don't know or don't care, neither of which is actually true. Bella knew, but appreciated that I never pushed or pried for info and that was a big part of why we'd gotten so close.

I owed her. Anything that had happened last night probably was my fault.

I hopped up from the bed and ran out of the room, "Alice," I yelled down the hall. The girls were still waiting for the elevator, both their heads swiveled toward me, "You go talk to him. I have to talk with Bella." Alice's eyebrows lowered quizzically, as I caught the elevator door that had opened behind them and stepped inside. "Pool?" Alice nodded, "Ask Jasper what room," I called out as the doors closed.

I stood against the back wall of the elevator smacking my head repeatedly against it. I couldn't believe I'd made this choice. What the fuck was I going to say to Bella?

I should have just told her everything yesterday.

Yesterday, I shook my head at the memory, I'd seen Bella sitting there and I couldn't believe it. I was a little miffed that she hadn't told me she was taking a trip to Vegas, I had just talked to her over the weekend, but I was still happy to see her. And see her I did, I'd seen Bella in a swimsuit before; a solid, full coverage swimsuit, this was different. Guys were looking, and I couldn't blame them, Bella as always was in excellent shape and she was actually tan.

I sent some drinks over to her and the blond she was with, I asked the waitress what she liked, figuring it'd be something girly. I knew Bella wasn't into that shit, Bella was a serious drinker and had drank several of my friends under the table in the past. But I knew it would get her attention. She looked better than she had a month ago, I'd seen her when I'd she'd been in Texas with her team, less stressed, probably because her finals were finished and she was done with school.

I hated to rain on her parade, but I had to tell her the truth. That Edward was there, and based by the way he'd hightailed out of the pool, he'd seen her. The hurt was evident in her eyes, though she tried to hide it with humor, but I knew her hurt look too well. I got used to it that summer he left. In my mind Bella deserved better, but he made her happy and she deserved to be happy. That's when I nearly told her everything about how Edward felt, but at the time I couldn't, now I wish I had.

When I got back up to our rooms and went to check on Edward, it was obvious he'd seen her. I saw him quickly stash that box, that was always with him, thinking I wouldn't notice. He thought no one had any idea, but I knew what was in that box, put it together based on conversations I'd heard, mostly between my mom and his dad, Carlisle. His mother's engagement ring, fucking sap, and he didn't have the guts to just give it to her. Edward was an idiot when it came to Bella, another thing I should have just said, then.

Jasper, Edward and I had dinner reservations, and a limo for the night, and this trip was really about Jasper and Edward getting to know each other. Jasper had found a job in Seattle, Edward was still in school there and had an extra room. If they hit it off, Edward would offer Jasper the room, I figured Vegas was as good a place as any for a meet and greet and it'd be fun for me. I had no idea. Dinner was freaking awesome and as sulky as Edward was being him and Jasper seemed to get along alright. I guessed it was just as well that Jasper see how moody Edward could be if he was going try and live with him.

After dinner we'd stopped at the bar for a couple drinks before heading to Fremont Street, seeing Bella there had to be fucking fate, it had to be. She was trashed, completely trashed, in a dress that was like a foot too short and fucking heels that Bella could kill herself in. I'm guessing, Rose, the hot blond from the pool had a lot to do with the outfit, cause there was no way Bella would have picked this out herself. Edward's eyes were glue to his scotch, he knew she was there, he just refused to look. Once he did he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

Bella was talking to the blond and gesturing wildly, when she raised her arms up I saw her dress beginning to rise. I ran across the bar, grasping her around the waist, just as her ass was about to be reveled. Bella turned and wrapped her little arms around my neck in a tight hug.

"Emmett! Rose, it's Emmett!" Bella squealed. Rose's eyes raked over me as a wicked grin was perched on her lips as she nodded in greeting. "I was just telling Rosalie the story of Monkey Man." Bella laughed.

"Ugh" I breathed out with a small grin. That explained the looks from Rose, I'd have to thank Bella for this later. Naked in a tree, not one of my finer moments.

A guy who'd been circling the girls quickly retreated once I arrived, Bella still hanging from my neck, and I swear Rose was undressing me with her eyes. I was getting jealous looks from half the guys in the bar. Bella released her hold on me when Jasper joined us, falling from my neck she stumbled before introducing Jasper and Rosalie. As Jasper ordered round of shots, Rosalie eyed me pointedly, "So, where's the Edward?"

Throwing the alcohol down my throat, I turned a death gaze on Edward who was still sulking in a corner with a scotch in his hand. I waved him over and he drug his sorry ass across the bar to us, "What the fuck, dude?" I hissed at him, before inviting the girls to join us for the rest of the evening. That may not have been my smartest idea to date. I think I realized that when I saw the hate in Rosalie's eyes when she was introduced to Edward.

We'd started checking out the casinos on Fremont Street and watched the light show. I guess the girls were inspired by the music or something. They had started singing some song and dancing,rubbing, touching. I swear Rose said something about me I getting in her pink. What the hell? They were going to start a riot, people were gathering to watch the show. Rosalie was shooting me the wicked grin again, I dropped my head to my hand. This girl was too much, and I couldn't touch her cause she was beyond drunk and I wasn't. I looked around I had realized that Edward had vanished again.

I left the girls at a blackjack table with Jasper, and went in search of Edward. I found him alone again at another bar, sulking and seething. I was fucking done with this crap, "You can't avoid her all night."

"She doesn't want me around," he slurred. I had known that Edward had drank more than usual, it shouldn't have been a surprise to me that he was fucked up. It was just so unlike Edward to drink like this, this was my chance if I was going to convince him of anything. And this is why, I owed Bella an apology, cause anything that happened between her and Edward, happened after everything I said to him.

"Dude, don't be such a fucking pussy." I had started. "Just do it already, tell her."

"I did. At Christmas."

I already knew that, Bella had told me, I was the only one she told. "She still loves you. You gotta apologize, beg for forgiveness, then tell her what you really want."

"You don't know what I want." Edward called out indignantly.

"You want it all, but mostly you want her. Everyone knows that. What everyone doesn't know, it that she wants you too dude. The two of you need each other. Now you just gotta fucking man up."

Edward was silent as he sorted though what I said and what I might have meant. "Her friend isn't gonna let me talk to her."

"I'll take care of Rosalie." Edward opened his mouth to say something. I stood and cut him off, "Just give her the ring already." His eyes widened in shock at the realization that I did know as I turned and walked back to the card tables with my goal to distract Rosalie.

The ding of the elevator as the doors opened, brought me back into reality. How the hell was I supposed to tell Bella this was my doing, and still convince her to give in and let herself love Edward?

a/n- like i said, it's kind of a mess, but it seemed important to get emmett's view. leave some love, let me know what you think. i've got big weekend plans to sit and wait till i get to eat at the sonic that just opened up, then head to the bar, then a busy couple of weeks before heading to california!! (whoot-woot, can you tell i'm stoked about this trip i mentioned it twice!) i won't be updating, but trust me i'll be checking my email, my husband thinks i'd die without the internet and he's probably right :)