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Damon sat unmoving, unblinking on a chair positioned in front of the bed Bella's body was lying on. It had been hours that Damon sat there, waiting for her to wake to her new life. He still had tears silently sliding down his cheeks, his eyes raw and red. He couldn't believe he had actually killed her. Bella was dead.

Damon looks up at his brother in shock, his eyes wide.

Stefan grins at him. "You did it," Stefan says encouragingly, resting his hand on Damon's shoulder. "You went through with the change. Now we can be together for eternity."

Damon slaps Stefan's hand away. "You got what you want, Stefan: an eternity with me. But now, I'll promise you something." He steps forward, a sneer on his face. "I promise you an eternity of misery, as long you're with me." Damon smiles with no humor, "And you plan to be with me for a long time, correct?"

Damon looked up at Bella's body again – for about the thousandth time. He felt so guilty. He hadn't felt such guilt in so long. He shut his eyes and sighed loudly, kicking the chair and rising to his feet in one blurred, fluid motion.

"Wake up!" Damon yelled at her, as if she could hear. Damon was suddenly at her side, kneeling on the floor next to the bed. "Wake the hell up, Bella!" Damon began to wonder if maybe the change hadn't worked. Maybe his blood hadn't settled in her system yet. Maybe he had killed her. Damon's eyes widened as panic set in. His hand cupped Bella's cheek, and it was still warm – not cold with death. She had to be alive – or, at least alive in the vampire sort of way.

"Please, Bella," Damon whispered to her, "I can't lose you, too."

Bella's eyes snapped open and she gasped, sitting up straight in a flash of brown hair and pale skin. Bella was breathing heavily, as if she just came up for air from being under water for too long. Her hand went to her throat and she looked around the room. She didn't recognize it – everything was so much sharper. She could see the dust motes flying through the air in the pitch blackness, could see every little crack and spider web along the walls of the room.

"Damon?" Bella knew he was there. She could see in the dark now. Her throat was raw and hurt. Her head pounded, and her stomach rumbled. She was so hungry.

Damon's hand touched Bella's hand and she gasped at the feel of his skin on her now extremely sensitive skin. She could feel every little fragment of his against hers. It was overwhelming. Bella jumped across the room, crashing through the door of a closet and falling against the empty wall of it, hangers and dust falling down on her like rain. The door of the closet fell to the ground off its hinges with a thud on the dirtily carpeted floor.

Damon stood, palms up, as if approaching someone on the ledge of a ten-story building. "I know; it's overwhelming."

Bella looked around the room, constantly being distracted by something.

"Just let me-"

"Ugh!" she screamed, covering her hears. "So loud!"

Damon was in front of her, touching her cheeks in comfort. "Bella," he whispered, "you can still back out."

She eyed him in confusion.

"You're not a vampire yet. Remember when I told you about my history in the car? You have to feed off a human first to complete the change. You still have a choice. Remember that."

Bella slowly stood up, pieces of wall and wood falling off her shoulders. "I haven't come this far to back out, Damon." She walked past him and out the door into the night.

Damon stared at her, open-mouthed and shocked at her bravery. Bella poked her head around the corner of the door of the motel room and smiled at Damon, her eyes shining in the light of the moon. "Coming?"

Damon got to his feet, brushing pieces of wood off his shirt. "Where are we going?"

"I need to kill someone to change, don't I?"

"You're okay with killing people?" Damon asked in surprise.

"I'm starving. I'd eat anything."

"Where were you three months ago?" Damon laughed, remembering his days of terrorizing the humans of Mystic Falls. Damon grabbed Bella's hand in his. "Let's go, then."

Bella smiled back and they shot off into the night like bullets.

Elena suddenly felt herself swim into consciousness. The feeling was foreign – not the same as the feeling of waking up in the morning after a dreamless sleep. It was more like a rebirth. She was completely new. Nothing was the same, she knew that for sure.

Elena's eyes snapped open and she gasped, gagging on the amount of hunger she felt in her stomach. Stefan had described this feeling to her, but she had never imagined it would feel this…powerfully demanding. Her stomach growled voraciously, the sound so loud to her new ears. Elena looked around the room she was in and saw a boy sitting in a chair in the dark corner of the room she was in. With her new eyes, Elena saw that it was Edward.

"Edward?" Elena said. "What are you doing here?"

Edward stood and was at Elena's side in a second. When vampires moved, Elena could now see each of their movements – not like how it was before, a blur of motion.

"Aro wanted me to feed you when you awoke." Edward held out a see-through bag of sloshing red liquid.

Elena sat up and yanked her wrists and ankles from the cuffs that had restrained her human body down. She swallowed thickly, trying to keep her hunger at bay.

"Tell him he can eat it himself. I'm going to my room," Elena said, shoving past Edward.

Edward ran to the door, blocking Elena from going. "You are aware that if you don't feed in the course of 24 hours, you'll die, right?"

Elena took a deep breath through her mouth and raised her chin. "That's what I'm hoping for, Edward."

Edward's eyes widened. "Suicide is your brilliant plan? Elena, just drink the stupid blood!" Edward shouted.

Elena took the bag from Edward's hands and threw it across the room. The bag exploded and blood splattered across the white walls.

"I won't let them do this to me. They can't force me to drink the blood," Elena said through barred teeth.

"Technically they can-"

"Well I'll leave before they do this to me. I'm half a vampire now. I can get out."

"Get out and die? Elena, be reasonable. Please, just drink it, and then you can do all the escaping you'd like," Edward tried feebly.

"This has nothing to do with you. I'd appreciate it if you'd tell Aro I drank it and let me die. Now move out of my way." Elena shoved Edward to the side, crashing him into the wall so it left a dent.

Edward quickly got to his feet and watched her strut down the hallway, head high, shoulders set. "Where are you going?" he shouted.

"To find Stefan," she replied.

Bella and Damon stood in the shadows cast by the trees, watching as smiling, drunk teenagers meandered around the woods. They were having some sort of party with a big bonfire in the middle. Bella could hear their pulses from here. It made her skin crawl, her head pound, her fangs slowly, painfully, emerge from her gums for the first time. She looked up at Damon and saw he had been watching her.

"Are you sure you want to kill humans, Bella?" Damon asked in a whisper so no one would hear.

Bella looked back at the teenagers, the people she used to be. But she wasn't that anymore. But these humans didn't deserve to die…

Bella took off running. Her feet almost flew off the ground with the speed she was running at. She made no noise as she ran. She was like a ghost – invisible and unknown.

What would Charlie think? What would she tell him now? Or Renee? Would she be able to go home ever again?

Suddenly she was shoved to the ground by something as hard as a rock. She skidded against the dirty earth, her body leaving a big dent in the ground. Bella could tell by the scent that it was Damon. He flipped her over and was straddling her waist, holding her wrists above her head.

"You're regretting this, aren't you?" he said, looking at her with those penetrating, blue eyes.

Bella stared up at him and shook her head. She wasn't regretting her decision to become a vampire – she was just afraid. She was afraid of losing herself.

"Remember you said I'd never be the same before you changed me?" Bella whispered, tears slipping from her eyes.

Damon's brow furrowed and he nodded.

"Does that mean you don't like me anymore?" she asked so quietly she knew if Damon wasn't a vampire he wouldn't have heard her.

Damon's whole face was wiped away from confusion and irritation to surprise and worry. Damon's hand cupped Bella's cheek and he smiled at her, making his blue eyes spring out laugh lines at the corners, the ones she loved.

"I'll always like you, Bella – no matter what you are. You're still you, just a more…durable you."

Bella smiled and laughed through her tears, feeling ridiculous as she wiped under her eyes. "What is with me? Before I was focused on killing people, and now I want nothing more than to just lie in a ball and cry."

Damon released Bella's wrists and held a hand out to help her up. Bella noticed that Damon didn't let go of her hand even when she was standing. She also noticed that she didn't mind it.

"It's the vampire sensitivity. Everything is heightened when you're a vampire; hate, sadness, guilt…love." Damon averted his eyes and Bella stared at him with a raised eyebrow. "You need to eat, Bella. I suggest humans. Don't be like Stefan. You have to learn how to control yourself while you're young."

Bella took a deep breath and the scent of human blood swam through her nose and into her mind, jumbling up all of her coherent thoughts.

"Okay," she thought she said, but she wasn't sure – her mind was too distracted to care. Her hand tightened around Damon's and she yanked him with her, tugging him along through the woods. Bella stopped with Damon at the fringe of the trees again, her fangs popping out, pressing painfully against her lips. "Just one," Bella whispered, eyeing a drunken girl lying face down on the ground by herself.

"Just one," Damon agreed.

Bella slowly let her fingers slide away from Damon's, like when you tried to grab water. She shot through the trees, invisible to the eyes of human's. Damon watched cautiously, and proudly as Bella kept her word. She only took the one girl, and then returned back to the trees with Damon. Damon grinned at her and Bella smiled back, both of their fangs out. The girl was unconscious, and Bella was glad. Killing humans wasn't that appealing to her – just the blood was the only thing she wanted, not the "thrill of the kill."

Bella held the girl to her, her back to Bella's chest. Bella pushed the girl's hair to one side of her shoulder, pressing her nose to the girl's pulse point. She took in a deep breath and sighed in content. Human blood smelled so good. The scent was indescribable.

"You're sure, right, Bella? You want this? This is your last chance to back out," Damon reminded her.

Bella looked up at him. "I'm sure."

Damon and her stared at each other for a long time, until Damon finally broke the staring contest with a nod. "Okay," he said.

Bella opened her mouth, allowing her fangs to press against the breakable flesh of the human girl's neck. She pressed down without much pressure at all, and suddenly blood was pooling into her mouth. Bella gasped and sucked it in, her eyes wide, her hands squeezing the girl to her tightly. The girl made a quiet moan, but didn't move or open her eyes.

Damon looked back at the human teenagers, but they didn't seem to notice at all that their friend was missing. Bella sucked and sucked until nothing came out. She had drunken her dry. She released the girl and she fell to the ground with a dull thump at Bella's feet, dead. Bella slowly let her eyes travel up to Damon. Damon stared at her, at the blood coating her lips and chin, remembering the first time he had seen Bella Swan at that store she used to work at. She seemed completely different – but not in a bad way. The girl he had first met was deader than a vampire could ever be. Bella's heart may have not been beating now, but she was more alive than ever.

"Congratulations, Bella. You're a vampire now," Damon said with a crooked grin.

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