I was about to die. Literally, anyways. But how could one possibly call it dying when it meant you could spend forever with the one you loved?

The one I loved looked at me apprehensively as his ‘parents’ looked on. I wasn’t afraid or nervous anymore. No, suddenly this just felt wholly awkward, as if Esme and Carlisle knew what we’d done last night – actually, they probably did – and were about to watch a repeat performance. At least, that’s what it felt like to me.

I tried to forget about his parents and instead turned to him. We were in a dark stone basement that reminded me of the Volturi’s circular ‘feeding’ room. I flinched involuntarily at the thought and it was then that Edward took my face in his hands, staring fixedly into my eyes.

Suddenly he glanced away, as if the intensity of my stare back had scared him slightly, but his hands remained firmly where they were, emitting coolness onto my warm face. I glanced over at Carlisle quickly and he smiled, so I turned back to Edward and gazed into his golden eyes as I leaned forward expectantly, prepared for him to end my human life.

He smiled his beautiful crooked smile at me, somehow seeming reassured – possibly by something Carlisle had thought – and he sank his face slowly down to my neck, taking time to kiss my lips softly and swiftly first.

Inhaling deeply, he relished my human scent and the smell of my blood for the very last time. Then he stopped breathing, an amazing feat, no doubt. I had always taken his self-control lightly, but now I realized just how hard it was for him. I supposed I really was irresistible…

He was coming close to doing it now. He kissed my throat softly with his cold lips, and I smiled suddenly, remembering the night two weeks ago at his house:

“No,” He had whispered then- his teeth had been so close to my skin, too close.

“Not tonight. Nothing tonight.” Then he had told me to go to sleep, to which I had grudgingly complied.

Today was different. He couldn’t say no today.

All of a sudden, his lips parted against my skin to reveal his razor sharp teeth. He pierced my skin with them, biting hard into my blood stream. Warm blood rose up to the surface of my skin and dripped down my neck, and Edward pushed away from me as his parents ran forward.