Forever

11. Mine

Suddenly the phone rang. The silence shattered by the sound, the irritating drone tearing through the house, getting louder and louder with each ring. But despite that, she couldn't find the urge to break eye contact with him, her heart ties dwindling into small ribbons which clung to him, and she was so scared for repeating this with someone else, risking heartache, but she wanted to keep him, comfort him, give him everything his heart desired, cause' he deserved so much more than just being muscles and humor for the family.

"Did you mean it?" Her voice was soft, but thick with tension, her ochre eyes staring at him, She reached up a hand and rubbed his cheek..

He was silent, his eyes determined, not an ounce of insincerity or hesitance lingered within their depths. The sound of the phone kept going, but it was little more than background noise.

She leaned closer, desperate, her eyes seeking for an ounce of insincerity, tears beading in the corner of her eyes. Despite her growing fear for the inescapable confrontation, his words seemed to tear apart every doubt. And for the first time, she felt trust. She trusted him, there was no more doubt that he was telling the truth.

"Please Emmett!" She begged, for what she didn't know, but whatever it was he seemed to understand. Because he smiled, closing the distance, her hands gripping tightly to his shirt and neck, breath stuttering. His lips slid over hers, confident and sure of their intention, she didn't have to worry, she could let herself go, a small sob broke from her lips, and he swallowed it, letting her cry as he kissed her.

Finally the noise brought them back, an insistent scream which refused to surrender to their disinterest, with a frustrated sigh Emmett reached from beneath her and grabbed his cell, flicking it open. The name flashed against the screen urgently.

'Alice'

"What?!" He snapped, staring at the side as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line, his brow furrowing. Bella could hear shouting on the other end, and a panicked voice, but it was too dull to be recognized as words. Her gut twisted in worry as she saw his anger dissipated, his expression turning from irritation to realization, and the care-free Emmett was suddenly lost in the expression of both anticipation and dark-anger, and the look sent a sickening sense of expectation into Bella's mind.

The phone shut, and his amber eyes turned to hers, his lips open but no sound coming out, and she bit her lip worriedly, her mind already knowing what had happened, but her heart trying to deny it as true.

"What is it?" She asked quietly, and his sat up, shifting her onto his lap, but still keeping her close against his chest while he looked down at her. Her hands clutched his shirt, and her dark eyes stared up at him.

"We need to go to my house..." He breathed, and her brow furrowed in bemusement, not understanding, but his tone dripped with an underdone of excitement, like a wrestler approaching the ring.

"Why?" He sucked in a breath, his eyes flickering over her face, as if unsure whether to say or not.

"They know Bella... Edwards waiting for me...He Wants to fight."

Bella stared terrified as Emmett climbed from the bed, her hand reaching out to keep hold of him, fingers curling into his shirt and clutching tightly. He looked back at her confused, and upon catching her scared eyes, he smiled, pulling her up and pressing her into a hug. It felt solid, and surprisingly warm, and she melted into his chest, pressing closer and wishing he wouldn't let go.

"Bella." He murmured, words floating past her ear, she hummed, her arms tightening.

"I love you okay, if you ever feel scared or worried, then just remember that I love you, don't go there giving them an advantage, Rose will use your fear." She bit her lip, shaking her head and pressing her face into his shirt. His words dug a crack into her heart, a pain which she couldn't describe, she wished he wouldn't do this that things were normal, she would break up with Edward and that would be it. Done. But there was a chance that tonight she wouldn't have him beside her that she wouldn't have this, and the thought broke all her once tightly held boundaries.

"Why does this have to be so difficult." She whimpered, "I want to be with you, without fighting." He smiled sadly at her words.

"I love you." She said brokenly, her teeth clenching, "I love you, I'm sorry it took so long for me to admit it, but please don't make me go without you, don't do that. I don't want to go the rest of my life with you, and I don't want to go through this and lose you at the end of it."

His arms unwound around her and for a moment she feared she had crossed a boundary, that he was leaving, she made to clutch him back, but his hands grasped her face, forcing her to look up. his expression serious, his eyes were firm. "Listen to me Bells, I'm not going anywhere, and no pansy-ass pretty boy is going to be the reason I have to live without you, not God, not Edward, no one." She nodded, swallowing down the lump in her throat.

"You're mine, since that night you opened yourself to me, you've been mine, he's never going to touch you again. And when I've won this, and the whole world knows, I'm going to take you, whenever we want, we're not going to hide! Wherever, like a normal couple, sans the vampire thing." She couldn't help the teary laugh that broke from her, nodding her head. He smiled at the sound.

"I'm going to date you, take you out, because that's what you make me want to do, because that's what you deserve, you've given me the chance to be the man I never got to be. And once we've done that, I'm going to change you, and we're going to get married, and no one is going to stop that, not today, not tomorrow, not ever." His voice had quickened, becoming thick with emotion, and she could see a glint in his eyes which had he been human, would've been tears. She pursued her lips, and nodded, swallowing her fears and smiling at him, her hand coming up to rub his cheek soothingly.

"Okay." She breathed, "Let's do this." His grin widened, amber eyes glowing with excitement, and she laughed as his hands scooped her up, her legs wrapping around his waist and clinging to his back.

"That's my girl." He said proudly, walking towards the window.

She spared one last glance at her bedroom, before shutting her eyes and pressing her cheek to his back, her hands wrapping around his form to settle over his chest, feeling the muscles move beneath her fingertips.

He jumped from the ledge, landing to the ground with a dull thud. The sky was cloudy, and a soft drizzle of rain sprinkled over them. Emmett patted her hand over his chest, gaining a soft squeeze in return.

"Let's go Emmett." She said softly.

With that, he began to run. Darkness surrounding them as their bodies were encompassed by the tree line and over-head, the thick brush of greenery. And as her house disappeared, and the familiar track to the Cullen house showed, Bella could feel confidence build inside of her, knowing that despite her less-than-real-luck, surely God wouldn't have granted her something so precious just to rip it away again.