A/N: So you may have noticed that the last part of the whole last chapter was italicized. That was a mistake. It was supposed to be normal print, but I'm sure you figured that out! ;)

Thank you to Eternalmasquerade. That was very sweet, and I appreciated it very much! I will keep you in my heart forever.

Alright! Chapter 19! Enjoy! This is close to the last chapter.

James POV

That wench. Her stupid friends and family protecting her all the dang time. How was I supposed to get my revenge on her? Why was I upset with her? Well for one, she has outdone me more than I can stand. Second, I'm in prison-for the second time-because of her. And thirdly, Edward. He loves her and she loves him. It's so obvious. But I have always liked Bella. Even when we all played that prank on her. She was the girl that I wanted, but she knew how to stay away from pain. Then she met Edward Cullen pretty boy. Well, I can't have her for myself, then no one will have her. I don't care how bad I've treated her. I loved her, and that should make her want me. Not that stupid, dimwitted Edward Cullen. Ugh.

"Man, you look mad." This prison mate was far too kind to be a convict.

"So? What's it to ya?" He saw my gaze and went to his bank. Good boy. I laughed out of spite and everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was. I didn't know. I did know that I hated this prison cell, but there were double guards around my cell, inside and out. I didn't know how to get around that. Yet. I hated the cold floor and being boxed in. I hated the uncomfortable mattress and my cellmates. I hated the disgusting food. I didn't eat half the time. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to get Bella. I wanted to see her bleed.

"Hey, James!" Victoria's smile was a nice sight to see. She worked here now. I wouldn't mind hooking up with her, but I wasn't the relationship type. She knew that. So I didn't understand why she didn't just stay away. Maybe I'd just go after her once I was done with Bella. I liked Victoria, though, so it would be different. I loved and hated Bella, and wanted her for different reasons. I was furious with the girl. And I could hurt Edward in the process, which would make this all the more inviting. I might find it fun to mess with the red-head who waved at me every day, though, until I found a way to escape. Which I would.

Bella POV

Two weeks had gone by since the dance, and everything seemed to be going well. I couldn't stop thinking about James at all, but Edward, Alice, and Emmett kept reassuring me that there was nothing to worry about. Jasper wasn't so sure. He and I were so much alike at times. We were both equally suspicious about James coming back, but everyone else told us to just drop it. Either they were in denial, or I was paranoid. Either way, I felt like we had already lost.

The Cullens' had come over to our house, and we were watching the newest episode of Castle, where Alexis was captured and Rick had to try and save her. It was intense. Once the episode was over, I decided to go on my computer at check my e-mail. When my unread messages popped up, I did a double take. Was it really her? Why was she messaging me? Was she upset with me? Did she just want to communicate something to me? I didn't know if I should open it up, but then, I figured it would probably be important if she sent me something after all this time. I double clicked on the name "Leah Clearwater" and a strange message came up.

"The one you fear will escape and find you," it said. The next line said, "I know we haven't seen each other in a long time, and I won't tell you how I know, but you are in a lot of trouble with this person. You know who it is, and it isn't safe for you to talk to me about it. I just wanted to warn you. Because I still care about you and think about you, even though we drifted apart all that time ago. You did what was right for you, and I do not begrudge you that. Please don't respond to this message."

How did Leah even know about that? And she cared enough about me to tell me about it? The one I fear is James, of course. But Leah and I haven't spoken in a very long time. When I was younger, we were best friends. We hung out all the time together. Then, when our group got bigger, we sort of clashed. We didn't really fight or anything, but I didn't really belong with them anymore. We sort of drifted apart through it all, and haven't really had contact in years. All of a sudden, these memories brought a huge pang to my stomach. I just wanted to see her again, talk to her again, be with her again. It felt like the core of my being would not function if I didn't get to hear her voice again. I was sitting there, crying and dealing the unexpected message until I was able to get a hold of myself. Yes, I missed her. I hadn't realized how much until that message came. The fact that she wasn't upset with me for getting out of the situation resonated with me right then. I thought about her every now and then, but I didn't think she'd ever want to talk to me again. And she asked me not to respond? Now, that was the hardest. When I was finally able to calm down, I walked back into the living room and told Alice about the e-mail. Just the part about James, though.

"Wow. I guess he is going to escape. Unless this person is trying to trick you. Could she be on his side?"

"No, I don't think so. But why would she trick me by telling me to be prepared for him? That wouldn't make sense even if it wasn't right."

"Good point. Well, we will just have to see. You need to put some cuter clothes on, now. Come on!" She dragged me to my closet and found a pair of skinny jeans and a purple top that she found for me while I was shopping with her. Really, she did more shopping while I was stuck in the dressing room, but still. It put the outfit on and she was satisfied. Alice smiled and nodded and led me back into the living room with the rest of my friends and family.

James POV

Two more weeks had gone by. I was maddening. Even to myself. I knew I wasn't sane in the slightest. But if I talked to anyone-like a shrink- they'd put me in the psych ward for sure! I could not let that happen. Victoria was becoming unbearable since I started responding to her gestures. Even thoutfrtgh I brooded and glared at her, she was more cheerful than ever, especially in a prison. I hated this place. Bella swallowed my whole self in rage, and it never subsided. Some of the cellmates had noticed, and I guessed they told the head honcho because someone pulled me out and asked me questions about my life. I was good at lying, however, and the cops disregarded the accusation. Idiots. They were just dumb beyond belief. They would ignore my murderous reasons to break out of here, and act like nothing bad would happen. Well. If they had any brains at all, they would've taken me straight to the psych ward- even just for the look on my face. I smiled menacingly and my cellmate backed away even further than he was. Coward.

"You gonna keep running away from me? I can get you outta here. If you do one little thing to help me."

"W-what?" He wasn't asking what I wanted him to do. He was shocked that I would, as he said, "suggest such a thing."

"You heard me."

"We can't bust out!"

"Well-I can. I've done it once. Why not do it again? I'm sick of this place."

"Oh well-you can go. I deserve my time here. I-I'm so guilty I can't take it anymore. I deserve to die. I-I-accidentally. It was an accident. But I-I-almost killed my daughter." Whoa. This was becoming interesting.

"Almost accidentally killed your daughter? How does that work?" The poor bloke was crying.

"N-No! I-I can't face them again! It was m-my fault."

"But she's alive, right? So who cares anymore?"

"I-I do. I don't want my child to hate or fear me."

"Pretty sure your cowardice would make her hate you more than anything else at this point."

"The power that this has over me…" I laughed.

"You know nothing of power." He looked at me with an angry, knowing look in his eye.

"You're that-that maniac! The one looking and stalking after that nice, quiet girl!"

"Hmph. She isn't so nice and quiet."

"Bella Swan? She was one of the kindest people I have ever met!"

"Whatever. Maybe she was nice to you. I really don't care. She wouldn't do anything for me." My cellmate just stared angrily at me.

"Well, you were probably asking her to do the wrong things!" He was defending her? I was to my breaking point.

"SHUT UP! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? SHE IS VILE AND I WANT HER. I want her." I grabbed him by the throat and pressed him up against a wall. He was afraid. I could see it in his eyes. I chuckled quietly and said, "Yes. I will find her. And get what I want. I always do." His eyes got big.

"No –n-n-n-no you won't! Suddenly, we were surrounded by officers and guards.

"H-he's going to break out again! He told me!"

"HOW DARE YOU!" I reached for him again, but something pierced my arm, and everything went black.

Bella POV

That letter from Leah wouldn't get out of my mind. I wished I could send her something, but even if I was allowed to, I would have no idea what to say to her. Yes, I missed her. Yes, I wanted to talk to her. But I couldn't let myself fall into that. It wouldn't have been fair to her or me to do that. Even if it was all that I could think about. Oh well. Just had to keep going and do what I needed to do. We all needed to get ready for James to come. We had already started coming up with a plan. The problem was that we didn't know where or when he would attack. So we had to come up with multiple plans depending on where I could be at certain times of the day. It was difficult to remember everything that we talked about. I knew that we would all be ready for him when the time came, though. We all wanted this to be over. I am just glad that I stayed. This is where I really, truly, belonged.