A/N A huge thanks to my special friend OoJasper'sAngeloO for her beta work and to my pre-reader sinfulroad69 without them this wouldn't be any good. I love you girls. In this chapter it seems that the Major is pissed off, why? You'll have to read to find out. Enjoy.

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Major's POV

The next few weeks were an emotional roller coaster. Ups, downs, anger, despair, agony, hatred, self-loathing, determination and grief were the main ones. And Isabella seemed to bounce between them on a regular basis.

She would also bounce from blamin' herself for her father's death and that of the girls, to blamin' the fuckin' boy. I had tried to help her, which pissed me off because I couldn't fuckin' understand why I wanted to even bother. It still bothered me that I spent the night we found her ragin' holdin' her while she slept.

She should have been terrified to spend any time with me, but fear is the one emotion I have never felt from her, at least for herself. Peter had explained to me that he had studied the humans and he knew that she needed to grieve in her own way for her dad and the girls that she cared so much about.

The only time I had any real problems was when she would come on to me. She kept tryin' to seduce me and I had a very hard time to not just take her and fuck the shit out of her. I would get pissed off, because normally I would just go with it, but for some fuckin' reason it just seemed wrong.

There were a few times when she would just withdraw into herself and then as if a switch had been flipped she would start her ragin' again. Most of those times ended up with her cryin' because I once again refused to give into her request to fuck her and then turn her.I would end up so fuckin' pissed off that I would have to go into the forest and destroy a few trees.

Peter always seemed to have that stupid fuckin' shit eatin' grin on his face like he knew somethin' he wasn't sharin' with me. Whatever it was his mate was in on it and she wasn't sharin' either. That just sent me into bein' more pissed off, it was like there was a conspiracy against me with them three bein' on one side.

We travel by day and stay at hotels at night so that Isabella can shower, change clothes and rest. I hate the night time now, as whenever she goes into the bedroom to sleep I feel things that I have never felt before. The only way I know to explain it is that I feel lonely, lost and empty. The worst part is the fuckin' pain I've been feelin' in my chest is drivin' me fuckin' crazy.

I'm also usually left to my own thoughts as Peter and Char go somewhere to be alone. They are worse than fuckin' rabbits, fuckin' all the time, at least when they can. My own thoughts just piss me the fuck off just like everything else.

I realized that the pain is not noticeable when Isabella is around. I also sport a ragin' hard on almost constantly. Its takin' every ounce of control that I have to not just take her. Its all I can think about lately. How her skin would feel under my fingers, under my lips, my tongue. I can picture her under me, naked and the thoughts of bringin' her pleasure and watchin' as she orgasmed nearly causes me to cum in my pants.

That pisses me off the most I believe. I have been a vampire for a very fuckin' long time and never have I ever been aroused by a human. Vampires yes, but never a human and this particular human is drivin' me crazy. Its become almost a constant thing of just wantin' her.

I hate to admit it but the nights she has nightmares and needs me to help her sleep are my favorite ones. I started out by just holdin' her hand, but she finally got me into the bed with her although most of the time I piss her off because I send her lethargy and make her sleep. I know her thoughts immediately go into over drive to try to get me to fuck her.

Like I said it just fuckin' feels wrong to do it. It pisses me off because I do want to so fuckin' badly. Now days I'm pissed off most of the time, although havin' her around at times makes it worth it. There have been a few times that she has deliberately pissed me off, goadin' me and I know that she's hopin' that I'll get so pissed off that I end up fuckin' her.

She's smart for a human. She knows which buttons to push and I find myself losin' my shit more often than not. She's also so fuckin' beautiful and I want to be a better vampire for her. Of course that pissed me off too. I try to stay away from her by keepin' her in the back seat and makin' Peter stay in front with me.

Char just had to fuckin' point out that the only reason I make Peter sit up front is because I don't want him that close to Isabella. I did lose it a couple of times when he would go and get her food or bring her something extra. He brought her a small teddy bear and nearly lost an arm for touchin' her when she was thankin' him for it.

She seemed to catch on to the fact that whenever she touched Peter I attacked him. It wasn't so much that she was wantin' to see me attack him, it was something else. He had been talkin' to her and she was again hidin' shit. I never found out the other thing she was hidin' and that pissed me off.

I was bein' even more of an ass towards her and even Peter and Char. I was bein' extra mean and cruel, but ask me if I fuckin' care. That right there is the main point of my problem, I was findin' myself carin' way too fuckin' much. Especially about the girl. I found myself wantin' to be gentle and take care of her. The problem is I just couldn't figure out why the fuck I do.

What is makin' everything worse is that now Peter and Char both have taken to bein' more protective of her. There have been a few times she's run her mouth off and I almost tried to kill her, but both Peter and Char have gotten their asses in between Isabella and I and were ready to fight me to keep me from hurtin' her. Later, it was always later, that the thought of what if I had killed her bothered me.

The worst time though they couldn't save the asshole. He was drained before they could stop me. Peter ended up losin' an arm and Char had been thrown far away. At least I stopped my attack on Isabella. The thought of havin' killed her even though the whole thing was her fuckin' fault, made my chest ache.

Yeah she had wanted to go out that evenin'. I didn't know her real reason for goin' until it was too late. She's no longer allowed to go out to a bar any more. She had been desperate to get me to fuck her and I had been able to stay away or just put her to sleep when she kept it up. That right there should have alerted me to somethin', but like an ass I didn't see it comin' because I was too focused on her ass to know that there were others that were too.

She had asked and we decided we needed to hunt and she needed to get out for an evenin'. She had been feelin' better as far as grievin' and so we didn't see a problem with it. One of us would go at a time to feed while the other two would stay with her. I let Peter go first and his was quick. Then Char went and she too was quick.

I too wanted to be quick. The thought of leavin' her with a bunch of lustful males bothered me and I wanted to get back as quickly as possible. That made me careless and I ended up takin' a small but stupid male who had just murdered a young girl by fuckin' her to death. She couldn't have been any older than eight. He wasn't enough to fully satisfy me.

I was too anxious away from Isabella so instead of findin' a bigger criminal I went straight back to the bar. I found Peter and Char both worried and searchin' the bar and surroundin' area for Isabella who had disappeared right after she started to talk to a male. Her scent ended at the parkin' lot.

Somehow I was able to find her by followin' some fuckin' tuggin' in my chest. She had gone with the asshole to a nearby motel. When I broke into the room through the window they were kissin' and both were tuggin' at each others clothes tryin' to get them off.

He was the rest of my dinner and yeah I'm an asshole and I fed right in front of Isabella. To say she was pissed would be an understatement. She was livid that I had just killed her chance of becomin' deflowered. She raged at me until I was about to attack her. Peter and Char had come in through the window as well. Char picked Isabella up and jumped back out the window while Peter ended up losin' his arm.

When I caught up to Char and Isabella, I was beyond pissed and threw Char away from her. I had finally had it and didn't want to control myself any longer. I was goin' to fuck her and then drain her. Not even Char or Peter would be able to stop me this time. It turns out they didn't need to. It was Isabella herself that stopped me.

When she didn't fight me as I started to rip her clothes off something inside of me broke and I just couldn't do that to her. She was layin' there innocent and so fuckin' beautiful. I just couldn't defile her that way. That pissed me off even more and it took me a whole day to be able to control the rage enough to finally leave and go to the next town. And that was after tearin' up a few trees and boulders.

Yeah we are still runnin' from the Volturi. They weren't close yet and so it seems as if the gift that Isabella has is doin' its job and keepin' Demetri from findin' us. We were also makin' sure that the towns we stayed in were very large ones, makin' it harder to find our scents.

We had talked it over and finally decided to try to go to a ranch that Peter and Char had bought about twenty years ago. We had lived there off and on through the years. It was secluded and was semi hidden up in the mountains of Montana. It's hard to get to as vampires, but almost but not completely impossible for humans to get to.

We really didn't need to be hidden. We just like our privacy and so any humans that did actually make it to our place were scared off. Unless of course I was thirsty. We could watch for anyone comin' easily and we would know in enough time that someone of the vampire type was comin' that we could be long gone or ready to fight dependin' on what the fuck they were comin' for.

So far we hadn't ever been found by anyone. Its the one place that no one but us knows about. We've never had any vampires show up. Which means that its doubtful that even the Volturi would find us up there. That's where we are headed now. We ran south first and then turned east and eventually we'll head north. We didn't fuckin' want to lead anyone to our private place.

When we hit Texas we decided to stay in Dallas a couple of days before headin' north to Montana. The reason bein' that Isabella needed more clothes and I really wanted to touch base with Carlisle to see if I could find out what was goin' on with the Volturi. I didn't want to move until I knew more. If they were able to follow I didn't want to lead them there.

We would go and buy one of those disposable phones to make the call. I had to go and replace all of our phones. I didn't want a way for Carlisle to contact us, but Isabella was wantin' to know about the other girls and she wanted to make sure that her dad had a "proper funeral".

The thing is that we all had new phones, but I didn't want Edward to be able to make any more calls and upset Isabella. After the last call she answered I might have accidentally crushed my phone. So while we had a chance to rest or should I say that the human needed to rest a couple of days we would make the call.

I have to admit another thing and that is that I'm not really angry with Carlisle. It was his "son's" stupidity that got the Volturi on our asses. I also understand what its like to have someone that you sired to be out of control and do stupid shit, I had Peter!

What I didn't expect and should have was what Isabella had planned for the first evenin' we were there. She found a restaurant that she wanted to go and try out. If I had really been smart I would have fuckin' checked it out before agreein' to go, but at the time it sounded harmless.

Before we went though we made the call. Carlisle answered and the first thing I told him was that if Edward fuckin' interrupted the call I would hang up. Of course that didn't stop the asshole from yellin'. I was hopin' that Carlisle would be alone, but of course the bitch just had to make sure he was there when I did call. The bitch bein' Edward of course. That boy could whine more than any fuckin' female, Isabella included. Actually she never whined, she just cried.

After assurin' Carlisle that Isabella was still alive and kickin' I asked him about the Volturi. It seems that they had lost us at the point of when we got into the truck. So she was right, Demetri couldn't find us as long as we had her. Isabella wanted to speak to Carlisle for several reasons and it pissed me the fuck off to think of her speakin' with another male, even on the phone.

Of course that fuckin' pissed me off even more. It seems that these days I'm in two moods. Fuckin' walkin' around with a ragin' hard on for the girl and pissed off because I can't seem to act on it even though the girl has asked for it, which only makes me even more fuckin' pissed off.

Isabella told me that she wanted to find out about the girls, mainly if they at least didn't suffer before bein' killed and her dad. When she got on the phone, she made it fuckin' clear what she wanted, "Carlisle, please inform Edward that if he tries to take the phone, I'll hang up and I can promise you I'll never call back and neither will the Major."

I could hear the prissy boy yellin' at that about how I had her brainwashed. Where he comes up with this stupid shit is beyond me. Her next words shocked me, "Please tell Edward that I will speak to him after I find out a couple of things. The girls, what happened Carlisle? And do NOT leave shit out. I want to know everything that happened and tell Edward to shut his fuckin' mouth!" She practically yelled.

Of course I could hear him runnin' his mouth about her language, but Carlisle told him to either be quiet or leave. The next few minutes were hard on both Isabella and myself. Carlisle did indeed tell her everything and left no details out except for descriptions of what was done to the poor girls. Even I wasn't that bad.

Of course bein' an empath made it hard for me to kill and I had learned to stop killin' innocents, but I had never, even when I was with Maria, raped and killed my victims. I never fucked a human. Although Maria did try to get me to rape them while feedin' I never did. I'm a fuckin' empath and the feelins' that the girls would put out would make my dick shrink.

Apparently it didn't bother the Volturi kings to let their guard members rape before killin' and that's exactly how those girls died. Carlisle and the family had gotten there before the kings did and watched as those girls were terrified, raped and then drained. Although they didn't actually see all of it as they left the room where it was happenin', they do have vampire hearin'.

Isabella was goin' between despair and rage. She asked about her father's funeral and at least he had a hero's police funeral. He had died in the line of duty, protectin' his daughter, so his was a funeral of high honor. Her next words were to Edward and they were cold, hard and made my insides feel funny.

"Edward, let me make this perfectly clear. STAY. THE. FUCK. AWAY. FROM. ME. I'm not coming back and I especially wouldn't ever come back to your ass. If I was a vampire right now I would hunt you down and pay someone to rape you slowly and then rip your ass apart, put you back together and then fucking rip you apart again, just to hear you fucking suffer.

Now just so you understand, I do not love you anymore. What you did caused those poor girls to be brutally raped and murdered. They were completely innocent. They were forced into the world of vampires and for no reason other than your own stupidity and selfishness lost their lives. The worst fucking part is all you fucking care about is that YOUR property was taken away from you.

I'm with the Major now. He, unlike you knows how to make a girl feel special. He's going to fuck me and then turn me. I asked him to. I do not want to ever hear or see your ass. If I do I promise that you won't live very long, but only after I make you feel what those poor girls felt before they died. Why in the fuck would you tell the fucking Volturi about them. You knew they would kill them, yet you don't care. The only thing you fucking care about is your own ass. Well, I hope that you, yourself and yours will all be happy with each other, cause in the words of the Major, I ain't comin' back to your ass EVER!"

She didn't even hang up, she just threw the fuckin' phone and of course she ended up hittin' me with it and it shattered on contact. It was the first time her shit didn't piss me off. I was only pissed off at the asshole whom she just got finishin' cuttin' up and handin' him his ass. I felt somethin' that I ain't ever felt, I'm not fuckin' sure what it is, but it scares the fuckin' shit out of me. . .

A/N Please let me know what you think. It seems that our Major is falling but he's not happy about it, and he's also apparently blind. He hasn't figured it out yet but he will. Now before anyone sends me a review yelling about the fact that I didn't go into more detail about the restaurant in Dallas it was just to set up what happens in the next chapter. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and added this story to their favorites and alerts love you guys.