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Ultimatum
part 1.
I have never been the type of person to fear many things, but ever since I've been with Edward Cullen, growing old became one of them. Immortality and eternal youth was a quick (and painful) bite away, and yet I knew that Edward had no intention of turning me. I am all to familiar with his views on the subject, and, according to him, becoming a vampire would ensure my eternal damnation.
I knew all to well that I was doomed grow old, and what hurt the most was the fact that he was going to let it happen to me.
It was bright and sunny outside when I awoke, and that meant Edward was taking the day off of school. I had the feeling that he was going to leave today anyway since it was a Friday and he was well over due for a 'camping trip'.
I didn't sleep very well last night, but then again I can't remember the last time I really had a good nights sleep. It seemed like every time I shut my eyes the images of myself old and wrinkled would flash before me, and I was always accompanied by a very youthful Edward. My stomach turned every time I thought of it.
It didn't seem fair to me that Edward could look at himself in a mirror and not have to worry about growing older. Unlike me, his hair will never have a strand of grey, his skin will never see a wrinkle, and his body would never become frail. Every time I glanced at my reflection I couldn't help but to think that what I see before me is not permanent. I knew now that time was my enemy and that everything will fall to pieces eventually, I just wish that he would understand this.
I hoped that today would be another uneventful day for Forks High, but something in the back of my mind told me that's not how it was going to be.
Mr. Mason, my first period teacher was not in class today. Instead a rather small, and rather old woman came in to sub. She introduced herself as Mrs. Palmer in a very grandmother-ish tone. None of the other students seemed to pay much attention to her, but my stomach ached every time I looked at her, just another reminder of what was to come.
Mrs. Palmer stood in front of the class, in her hands where a stack of papers that she intended on passing out and I was surprised by how incredibly slow the process was for her. Mrs. Palmer would take small, slow steps as she walked, reminding me of a tortoise I saw at the zoo once. When she finally came to the first desk she licked her index finger before she picked up the first sheet of paper. She repeated the process at every desk until a very annoyed Eric tried to pleasantly relive her of her burden. She smiled with gratitude as she handed him the remaining papers and by the time he was finished handing them out, Mrs. Palmer was halfway back to the front of the class. So this is what I had to look forward to, I thought.
It was hard to concentrate in my next class with the image of Mrs. Palmer still fresh in mind. My stomach felt like it was twisted into a giant knot that refused to be untied. I was almost relieved when we were dismissed from class early.
I rushed off to the restroom fearing that I was going to lose what small amount of contents there were in my stomach. I threw the door open and rushed into one of the empty stalls, not caring if there were anyone else around me. My head hung weakly over the porcelain bowl as my arms were pressed against the narrow walls, keeping me from falling forward. My entire body shook as Mrs. Palmer's image was staring at me from the waters reflection. Shocked, I ran out of the stall only to be met by the same face in the mirror in front of me, there was no escape.
The face in the mirror was not just the reflection of Mrs. Palmer, it was also a reflection of truth.
I knew from that moment on I was going to do whatever it took to become a vampire.
TBC
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This is my very first Twilight fanfic, hopefully you enjoyed it.