She didn't know what she was getting herself into. She loved him but what made her think she could leave him. She made herself believe that leaving him would be best for him. She called him and asked him to come to her house. She used the dreaded words "We need to talk". He reluctantly agreed to go but she could hear the nervousness in his voice. About two hours passed and her door bell rang. She stopped with her hand on the doorknob and sighed. She opened the door. He greeted her with a smile and a kiss on her cheek. He walked past her and she could see the smile fading.

She led him to the living room. She sat on the couch and beckoned him to join her. He sat next to her and put his head in his hands.

"Did I do something wrong?" he muttered.

"What are you…?"

"Isn't that why you called me here? You want to break up don't you?"

"Derek, you don't understand."

He looked up at her, tears welling up in his crystal blue eyes. "How can you say I don't understand? We're bound or do I have to remind you of that."

He pulled down the collar of his shirt, exposing a bite mark. Almost a year ago, she bit him. The day before she bit him, she told him she was a vampire. The next night he showed up at her doorstep. I need you to make this easier on me. She asked him what he was talking about. I'm talking about this. He bared his throat and exposed a pocket knife she hadn't seen before. He put the knife at his collarbone and pulled it across stopping at his shoulder. Blood welled up through the cut and the scent of it was like a smack to the face. She'd let him into the house. She'd led him upstairs. She'd taken his shirt off. She'd licked the laceration then bit into it. She drank from him until he couldn't stand it any longer. When she'd released him she could feel the connection between them. She had bound him to her. It was as strong a bond as marriage.

"Until death do we part." He sighed.

"Derek, this is what's best for you."

"Best for me? BEST FOR ME! How do you know what's best for me?"

"I don't know what's best for you. But I know I'm not it."

"I love you. Why is that so hard for you to understand?"

"It isn't. You have to realize that every time you bleed I want to kill you."

"But you haven't."

"Because I don't want to hurt you."

"What do you think you're doing now?"

She couldn't answer him. She stood and walked into the kitchen. He followed her. He sighed as he pulled her into his arms. Her back was to his chest, his lips at her ear.

"If you don't want to hurt me, why don't you just turn me?"

She turned to face him, "Are you insane? You don't know you're asking."

"I'm asking you to let me be with you forever. I love you and I don't want to have to let you go."

She paused and finally looked away from him. She loved him but could she take his life, his soul? He raised her gaze to meet his. He leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly.

"Derek, I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"I can't take your soul."

"You can't take something I'm openly giving you."

He kissed her again. She pushed him back and sighed.

"Derek…"

"Please, babe, do this for me. I can't let you leave me and I'm not leaving you."

She knew he wasn't lying. He couldn't lie to her. She couldn't lie to him but she tried it anyway.

"I want you to go. I can't turn you. I don't care if you're giving me your soul or not."

"Why are you lying to me?"

She sighed, "I tried."

She got on her tip-toes and kissed his lips.

"Five minutes, I'll meet you in my room."

He smiled and practically danced upstairs. Her smile faded as quickly as it came. She grabbed her phone and called the only person she could trust with this information, her creator, Alexia. The phone rang three times before Alexia finally answered.

"It's late." Alexia scolded.

"Not exactly, I've only been awake for a few hours."

"Trying out the nocturnal vampire thing are you?"

"Yeah, nothing good happens during the day anyway. But that's not what I called for."

"Then what is it?"

"How do you make a vampire?"

"Let me guess. You finally decided that the relationship between you and that human boy, Derek or whatever, wouldn't work because you feel like every time he bleeds you'd have to fight the urge to kill him. So you tried to break up with him and he talked you into turning him."

"Yeah, pretty much."

"You have to give him your blood then kill him. The fastest way of killing him would be to break his neck. Give him five minutes after that and he should wake up. You have to drink from him first. So he has no reason to resist the taste of your blood, not that he'll want to. To you, you're blood tastes tainted. To him, it will be sweet. Give him as much as you took from him. If you do not, he will die instead of wake up."

"Thanks Lexy."

"I told you never to call me that."

Then the line went dead. Okay, so she knew what she needed to do. But would she have the heart to do it. She would have to break his neck. If she wanted to be with him forever, she had no choice. And it's wasn't like she could tell him no now. She made her way to her bedroom. When she opened the door what she found stopped her in the doorway. He was sitting on her bed. He had taken his shirt off. The bite mark seemed to make itself more known now that he was in the very same position as the first time she bitten him. She sat on the bed next to him. She ran her fingers over the crescents that were left by her teeth. She kissed the mark.

"Are you ready for this?" she whispered.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

With that said, she bit into the scar. His blood tasted the same to her as it did the first time. It tasted like a mix of chocolate and various other candies. He let out a soft moan of pleasure. A vampire bite woke up an area of extreme pleasure unknown to humans. Humans tended to enjoy it more than the vampire but it was pleasurable to both. The taste of his blood was like liquid fire. When he began to grow weak in her arms she pulled away from him. She bit into her wrist and put it to his lips.

"You have to drink."

He nodded and parted his lips. Her blood flowed into his mouth and down his throat. Eventually, he took her arm into his hands and bit down. This time she let out the moan.

"Derek, babe, you have to stop."

She pulled her wrist from his lips and he reluctantly released. A drop of her blood fell down his chin. She wiped it away, took his face in her hands, and broke his neck. She moved his body and laid him on the bed. She sat next to him for a while. Then she stood and paced next to the bed. It seemed like hours but it had only been about five minutes. Her back was turned to him when she heard him coughing.

"My throat hurts." He rasped.

"You need to feed." She said as she went to his side.

"I'm not going to have to kill, am I?"

"Not if you don't want to. But no matter what you will only get human blood under certain circumstances."

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His first hunting trip was a mess. He didn't know how to control his speed.

"Even with cat like agility, you run into a tree." She laughed, stopping to look at him.

He tried to run after a mountain lion. It didn't work. He had successfully caught and fed on two. Newborn bloodlust was almost impossible to sate during the first hunt. It took her two hunts and a human. The human was an accident.

Derek got off the ground and cleaned himself off.

"Wanna try again?" she laughed.

"It's not as easy as it looks."

"Babe, the tree wasn't in the way."

He looked around. The tree was farther left than the path he was running on.

"Don't distract me."

"Oh my god, you can't blame me."

She turned to walk away and he caught her in his arms. He kissed her.

"You know, the sun's about to set." He whispered into her ear, "It's pretty romantic."

She laughed, "Not until you catch the lion."

She pulled away from him and ran off.

"Oh come one!" he yelled before following her.