A/N: I really wish I could make my thoughts last longer than 500 words. Hopefully I'll get better. :) reviews are love.

Disclaimer: Despite my constant pleading to the gods above, I do not own Twilight or any of the characters unveiled between its beautiful pager. All belong to Stephenie Meyer.

"So ready for this to be the end," he murmured, almost to himself, "for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You're ready to give up everything."

"It's not the end, it's the beginning," I disagreed under my breath.

"I'm not worth it," he said sadly.

"Do you remember when you told me that I didn't see myself very clearly?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "You obviously have the same blindness."

"I know what I am."

I sighed.

But his mercurial mood shifted on me. He pursed his lips, and his eyes were probing. He examined my face for a long moment.

"You're ready now, then?" he asked.

"Um," I gulped. "Yes?"

He smiled, and inclined his head slowly until his cold lips brushed against the skin just under the corner of my jaw.

"Right now?" he whispered his breath blowing cool on my neck. I shivered involuntarily.

"Yes," I whispered, so my voice wouldn't have a chance to break. If he thought I was bluffing, he was going to be disappointed. I'd already made this decision, and I was sure.

"As you wish…" he murmured into my neck, and pulled me closer. Lightly he drew a line with the tip of his nose down my neck, succeeding in sending a multitude of shivers down my spine. His lips searched my neck, finally stopping on the tenderest point and breathing deep, taking in the intoxicating scent of my blood. He lingered there for a moment, causing my heart to stutter. Hearing this, he chuckled quietly into my skin and kissed where he lingered.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you, too. So much," I whispered back quickly, not wanting him to detect any tinge of nervousness.

"Forever," he sighed.

Smiling to myself at the thought of the realities of the word, I whispered back, "Forever."

As I replied, he took a quick breath, and I felt his lips on my neck with more force. His lips parted, and is teeth pressed into my flesh, gently tearing through, allowing the searing venom to flow into my veins and pulse through my body.

The pain was too much, and I felt myself begining to faint into Edward's waiting arm. This is it, I thought, my forever.