I'm sorry if this chapter seems rushed near the end. I wanted to get this out to you as fast as possible. I had it mostly written out for months now but I hit a bad patch in my life emotionally. I am getting the help I need and my little boy has been a huge handful, so I haven't found time to write until recently. Now that I'm a single mother trying to raise an infant on her own, please find some patience with me as I will most likely be posting chapters and taking months of absence as I try to find time to write in between child care, self care, emotional/mental care, and money problems/solutions. I would like to give out my sincerest apologies as this story and all of my other stories will have even slower updates, but updates nonetheless. I hope you can be patient with with me. Now, on with the long awaited chapter. (Fair warning, its a bit short)

My thoughts were still on the dream I had. I couldn't stop the shudder as I touched my throat, my brow furrowing slightly. I was startled from my thoughts as I flinched from a French fry hitting my cheek.

I looked up and glared at the culprit. Bella looked away innocently, but I could tell she was worried.

"I'm fine Bells," I said, sighing in slight annoyance.

She raised a brow at me. "You've been touching your neck since this morning." She replied.

"I know, I just can't believe it," I replied, unable to wrap my head around the possibility of it all being true. I still haven't told her about the time I cracked his face, literally.

"It is a lot to take in at first." She replied softly, turning her brown eyes towards her plate as she chewed her bottom lip.

I rolled my eyes. "That, my dear sister is a massive understatement," I replied, giving her a blank look as I took a drink from my strawberry milk-shake.

She huffed and snatched a potato wedge off my plate, ignoring my horrified look as she chomped on it.

"YOU THIEF!" I shouted, pointing at her dramatically as I puckered my lips and screwed my eyes in a childish glare as I crossed my arms, ignoring her laughter as I looked away from her, noticing quite a few eating customers staring as I snorted, before breaking down in laughter as well.

It's been so long since we did anything like this. Ever since Eddie boy came into our lives it appeared as if Bella had forgotten I existed. It felt nice to hang out with my best friend since birth again. Giving her a look, I could tell she felt the same, even though it seemed like her mind was elsewhere.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked, frowning as I munched on a potato wedge, giving her a curious look as she chewed her bottom lip before shaking her head.

"It's nothing." She murmured, quickly stuffing her mouth with burger to avoid answering any more questions.

I shrugged. She'd tell me eventually.

POV Change

In the dark denseness of the woods, not too far away from the Swan house, James was in a defensive stance. His eyes wild as he looked at all the of the Cullen family cornering him. Carlisle took a calm step forward, his expression completely serious. "You need to leave Max alone." He said, his voice had an undertone of steel, like it could cut the air itself. "Leave Forks, don't come back here." He sounded as though he wished he didn't have to say these words to him, but he had to.

"Why would I want to do that?" James asked, his eyes looking wild as he tried to keep all of the Cullens in his line of sight.

"If you hurt her, we will tear you apart." Rosalie hissed, even though she didn't quite get along with either of the Swan girls, she also didn't want to see any harm come to either of them, yet.

"HURT?!" He scoffed, almost as though the very thought made him laugh. "I would never want to hurt her!"

"You drink human blood! Why would you not want to hurt her? Doesn't her blood call to you?" Edward was feeling very confused as he questioned the French vampire.

"It does, but not in a way that makes me want to eat her, I feel this pull in my chest, she calls out to me, I want to protect her, ravage her, and keep her close all at once." James stood up, his hand suddenly in his hair as he made a huge flip in personality, he almost looked like a teenage boy angsting over his first love, having no words to describe how he was feeling.

The Cullen clan watched him in shocked silence.

Carlisle cleared his throat, almost sounding embarrassed. "Keep our warning in mind, don't turn her, bite her or harm her in anyway." He nodded to his family and the all backed off. "You will be punished depending on the type of harm you do to that girl."

James gave them a shocked look and he could only nod, fighting the cocky smirk from spreading across his face, he tried to keep his posture relaxed even though all he wanted to do was cross his arms and lean on one foot in a confident stance. But he didn't and just kept silent. He would never hurt Max, he felt too much for her, even though it confused him. The very thought of hurting her made him want to set himself on fire. He didn't know what he would do if he did hurt her. He didn't understand this feeling at all and was hoping the Cullens would shed some light on it for him, but before he could ask, they all left him. He sighed and felt his shoulders go slack. "That was surprisingly stressful." He muttered to himself.

Max POV

I laid sprawled on my bed, humming softly along to the new Rihanna song, Hypnotized. I may seem tomboyish, but I still love listening to girly songs and what not. I looked up at the ceiling, homework laying forgotten next to me as I became lost in thought. I couldn't help but wonder where James had gone. It's been nearly two weeks since I had last seen him. While I had no actual desire to see him, I couldn't help but be curious of his whereabouts.

Closing my eyes slowly, I felt a sigh slip past my lips. My favorite green hoodie tied around my hips. My white washed bell bottom jeans and black tee shirt clad the rest of my body. My black sneakers were still on my feet as I fell into the dream land once more. This time, it was more pleasant.

~The breeze tickled my neck with my hair, it was down, and I was wearing my favourite ripped blue jeans and my green hoodie. I was barefoot with my toes in the grass. It was soft and cold, it felt so real it should have been.

Looking up at the sky, I felt the warm sun on my face, and I closed my eyes, letting a relaxed sigh out as I smiled.

Hearing a branch snap behind me startled me out of my reverie. Turning around quickly, I was hit with a shocked surprise as joy filled my chest. There stood before me, was James. As usual, he had his shirt off. I opened my mouth to call to him, but when he stepped out into the sunlight I was almost blinded and put into a stunned silence as it bounced off his bare, chiseled, chest like light bouncing off a disco ball. I couldn't stop the awed gasp from escaping me as I stared. He smirked at me, his arms coming around my waist, only then did I noticed just how close he had gotten to me. I felt like me knees were made of jelly.

When he leaned down to kiss me, I was woken up by my alarm.

I didn't stop the loud and pitiful groan from escaping from my mouth. I grabbed my alarm clock in record speed and chucked it at my wall, forever silencing that infernal machine. "Oops." I said, although not apologetic at all. Time to get ready for another day of school.