Okay, I've had a lot of confusion about last chapter. "What is 'Rd POV'?" Well, Microsoft sucks. I originally wrote 3rdPOV, but they made the three and the "rd" seperated for some reason.

Also, I know my chapters are getting TERRIBLE! So I've decided to surprise you with this chapter. You'll see the surprise at the end, but NO LOOKING AHEAD! I seriously want you people to look at the surprise and scream at the computer "WINGED GUARDIAN I ABSOLUTELY HATE YOU! WHY?! I HATE YOU!" Ha ha ha, yup. That's what I want your reaction to be. So get readin' folks! ;)

Max POV!

I hated being cooped up inside the Cullen house.

Did I not like the Cullens?

No. I liked them very much, as a matter of fact.

Did I not like their house?

Are you kidding me? I'd love this house.

Was I just grumpy?

Don't even go there with me right now. Seriously. One Rosalie is enough, thanks.

Okay, I'll stop stalling and tell you why.

It was because I didn't like not being able to go home and apologize to my mom, and just make everything okay again. I wanted to make it all right. Keeping the quarrel hanging in the air was killing me. I couldn't let my mom go on thinking I abandoned her like I'd been abandoned so much. I needed to get out of here. But I couldn't. Because I had a broken leg, a few broken ribs, and my head was aching.

"You are in no position to move around a lot, Max, I'm sorry." Carlisle had uttered with an apologetic sigh. I'd taken it very well, but my paranoia was gnawing at my saneness.

I'd replied with a simple "Can't you drive me there? I need to see them, Carlisle."

He had simply shaken his head and smiled, his apologetic sigh the equivelant of his smile. I wanted to rip something. Like a pillow.

"No way," Edward flashed me a warning glance as I snuck a peek at the pillows on the couch. "Not unless you want to buy us another one."

I rolled my eyes. "C'mon, just one pillow."

"That will help how, exactly?" He raised an eyebrow, and I sighed, craning my neck to see the ceiling and glaring at it as if it had offended me greatly.

"What is it with you, Edwin?" I knew his name, but irritating him was just too irresistible.

"Edward," He growled, I didn't look away from the ceiling. "And what do you mean?"

"You seem to hate me for some weird reason."

It took him a moment to reply, but when he did, he murmured in an injured tone, "You think I hate you?"

I looked into his eyes and shook my head. "I know you hate me."

"But I don't..." He whispered, before shaking his head vigorously. "Max, I don't hate you. I'm just worried about Bella."

"Clingy, much?" I sighed, looking back at the ceiling.

"Why do you hate me?" He retorted, and I snapped my head back down to snarl at him, which made my head pound.

"You know I don't hate you!" I gritted my teeth. "If I did hate you, however, it would be because you hate me."

He rolled his eyes and left me in the living room alone. I sighed and looked out the window, fiddling with the bandages on my head. After a while, Alice numbly walked in the room and sat on the couch, her eyes looking my way, but not at me. They were distant, and her expression was slowly forming horror.

"E-Edward!" I gasped. "Carlisle! Its Alice!"

They came in immediately and I tried getting up, but gasped again when my ribs burnt in pure agony. Carlisle quickly helped me sit down while Edward tried to get Alice to come back to the present.

"Don't move, I said..." Carlisle murmured, almost chuckling. I pushed past him, muttering "I'm alright," to him before kneeling in front of Alice, ignoring the pain.

"Is she okay?" I murmured to Edward, who looked at me in horror. "What?"

Apparently, Alice had come back that moment and looked at me with the same expression Edward wore.

"What?" I asked impatiently. "What is it?"

Somehow, I knew what they'd say. It was about something I had no way of preventing, but something that was coming all too quickly.

"Max," Alice whispered. "You're going to die!"

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