I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT RELATED.

Hey people………. You get a chapter today all because I felt guilty for the wait I put you guys through the last time. Now I have exams next week already and I am studying like a crazy person and not understanding an ounce of it. Chemistry sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!! So please bear with me. I will get you another update when I can.

Heads up…………….. nothing big happens in this chapter but I thought that it would be a good idea to understand Emmett's take on this whole relationship so read and enjoy…

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THOSE FIVE WORDS.

Chapter Twenty.

Emmett's POV.

It had been several hours since Bella's revelation and I was still rattled. I have never seen someone pour so much emotion into a confession nor have I seen so much fear but I did today and it came in the form of my angel. My Bella.

Seconds after her words, Esme collapsed into Carlisle's arm as the depth of Bella's words struck home. We all got a taste at that moment: a taste of how fiercely Bella loved us and a taste of the fear she felt at the mere thought of anyone of us leaving. Alice was torn between a happy dance and a plot to kill Edward for putting such fear in Bella. We all knew what happened to Bella after Edward left her after the almost attack on Bella's birthday but we said nothing since it was not our place but now with him out of the picture we all regretted not putting a stop to it. Sangeetta and Varsha were celebrating the change of relationship between me and Bella as well as being distracted a bit by Jacob and Seth in ways that were not PG-13.

Carlisle was silently comforting Esme as she continued to grieve for the pain her daughter felt while he himself came to terms with everything. Jasper was pissed, livid and murderous. Seth and Jacob were occupied but were willing to help with any and everything but it was Marcus who shocked me with his words. Five words were all it took for me to cling to Bella for dear life.

Deep in sleep, Bella snuggled closer into my bare chest and continued to drift in her dreams and all I could do was stare at her, at her utter perfection.

In my family, we all had roles; a part we played with no question. My role was simple. I was the goof; the comic relief if you will but that was then. Now and in a few weeks my role had changed and drastically so.

I still remembered every detail of that night; the night when we found out about Rosalie and Edward's plans and I still remembered the crushed grief and the never ending hopelessness I felt. I felt used and tainted, unworthy and worthless. The betrayal and manipulation was thick in the air around me and no matter how much I ran there was nothing I could do nor anywhere I could run to escape the strangulation I felt.

I remember starting the fire and taking steps towards it. I remembered feeling the heat against my cold, granite skin and welcoming it. In those moments and in those steps I thought of no one but myself. I only thought of my pain and the betrayal that was dealt to me by the hands of my wife. I failed to think of my family: Carlisle, Esme, Alice, and Jasper.

It was Jasper who was my savior. Without regard for his own life, he leapt over the flames and tackled me to the floor and quickly began to reason with me. Never once did he try to mask my feelings for that I was thankful for but he saved me in more ways than he knew. He did the only thing that could have saved me. He brought me back to Bella.

He dragged me, pulled me, and pushed me. Hell he even had to carry me at so points but when he got me home and got me to see Bella for the first time; how broken and hurt she was, I began to reason with myself. Then she, my angel, my precious angel, threw the truth out of us. Their plan. Even with it out in the open I refused to believe it. I did not want to until I saw that fire she held in her eyes as she confronted me on being two-faced.

Then I did the most cowardly thing I could think of- I hid. Not because I was in pain or hurt. I knew those things would take a while to heal but because Bella had seen through me. She, with one look, had torn down my wall and left me vulnerable and I hated being this weak.

But then Rosalie attacked almost taking her away from me and my heart shattered. When Rosalie left my heart broke but seeing Bella drenched in her own blood dying speared me to the floor. I felt guilty for having been locked in my own pity that I failed to protect her, my own sister. Even then the word sister felt wrong. She was then and still is now the only thing holding me to this world. In that moment she became my world; my reason for existence.

Now here we are in Vegas. It's our last few hours here and Bella is fast asleep in my arms. There were some many things I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her how much I love it when she laughs or when she has a particularly bad case of word vomit. Chuckling I recalled the incident we had when Bella was having lunch at the pool two days ago.

Carlisle was sitting opposite her while Esme was curled into his side. Alice and Jasper were in the pool and I was twirling Bella's hair in between my finger. Suddenly, Bella dropped her fork and spoke.

"Dad, do you know that you are unbelievably sexy. I mean, I'm your daughter and I want to jump you. Mom seriously, you have to tell me where you found him. Emmett's cute but I want him sexy you know what I'm saying?" She said leaning forward on the palms of her hands.

After that we were all speechless for a while. She however could not be bothered at all saying she was just speaking her mind.

This was my Bella; fun, carefree, smart, witty, perfect, beautiful, caring, loving, adoring, feisty………….seriously the words can go on and on but none the less, I loved her.

Yes, love.

In these last months Bella had become my life and was now all I lived for. I did everything I could to see her smile, to hear her laugh but most of all to see that fire in her eyes; the fire that made her a force to be reckoned with.

"Emmett, my Emmy bear." She sighed in her sleep.

And she was right. I was hers. I belonged to her now and everything I have was now hers. My bank accounts, my cars, my houses, my soul, my heart. All of it was hers.

And all of this happened as a result of those five words from Marcus; those five words that sealed our faiths. Those five words that brought Esme to tears and Carlisle into paternal anger. Those five that turned Alice into a bouncing ball and Jasper into a big brother. Those five words that turned me into what Edward should have been: a lover, a protector, a friend and most importantly, a soul mate. Those five words,

"Finally Emmett, she's all yours."