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Here's the long awaited Chapter Twenty-One. Enjoy...

The loud crackling of a fire woke me with a start. I sat up instantaneously, my shoulder throbbing beneath my white cotton shirt as I blinked several times. My vision seemed to grow stronger as I made out every detail of the dimly lit room. Pulling the heavy quilt back I pushed my bare feet to the floor, relishing in the cool wooden boards. Gliding across the small room, I quickly found my way to the wall-mounted gilded mirror that seemed to be beckoning to me. No sound escaped my lips as shock took over me once I had seen my reflection within the looking glass.

My skin that was unnaturally pale seemed to illuminate from the fire light, my dark lips opened in a menacing fashion as I stepped closer. I pulled back my shirt collar, holding my breath as I examined my pounding shoulder. My breath whooshed out of my lungs sharply as I realized I hadn't been dreaming. I bit my lip as I examined the large, horrific scar that began just behind my ear and made its way down my clavicle to my shoulder. I reached up to touch it, looking down as my fingers gently traced the unsightly mark. I looked up to my reflection and gasped loudly.

I looked down at my arm, tears beginning to form behind my eyes as I scrutinized the half crescent shaped scars that ran up the length of my arm to my elbow. Touching the marks, I winced as they throbbed beneath my gentle hands. Suddenly my eyes began to blur and my head began to thump as my memories began to come back in a blur.

My hands griped his waist as I gasped for air, blood dripping down my lace bodice. His arms cradled me as I looked up at him frantically.

"Carlisle—" I whispered, my breath ragged.

"Sssh." He breathed, his eyes on mine. "Don't speak Catherine."

"I must." I replied softly, taking his hand in mine. "I must tell you—"

"Save your breath." He soothed, his hand in my hair.

"Please—" I cried, tears running wildly down my face. "I'm dying."

"No—" He whispered, kissing my hair.

"I love you Carlisle." I replied, searching his face.

"Let me help you Catherine." He whispered urgently. "I can't let you die."

"Carlisle—" I gasped. "I am doomed."

"Don't say that." He replied, stroking my wet cheek. "There's always hope."

"What shall I become?" I asked, my eyes wild. "That creature wasn't you're kind."

"Werewolf." He whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

"If you bite me—" I began, my eyes wild, yet my voice calm.

"Let me save you Cat." He pleaded, placing one hand on each side of my face.

"Don't be afraid Carlisle." I replied calmly as my vision began to dim and my body slumped against his.

"Catherine—" He began looking down at me sadly.

"Promise me if I change, you'll end it." I whispered, smiling up at his perfectly frozen face. "I'm not afraid."

"No—" He sputtered, clutching my hand as I began to suck in air harshly. "I can't."

"I know you hear me." I replied, my breath shallow. "It ends here tonight."

"Let me change you Catherine." He begged, laying his hand upon my chest. His icy touch upon my skin seemed to calm my thudding heart as it began to slow beneath his hand. I didn't know then that this was my heart deliberately giving up, giving in to the beasts' venom that was now ravishing my body from the inside.

"Carlisle—" I whispered smiling as he kissed my whitening cheek. "I'm not afraid."

"I know Catherine." He whispered back, his eyes darkening as he watched me.

My eyes began to flutter when a sudden pain shot out from within my chest, causing my eyes to snap open. My breath came in gasps as I tried to speak.

"Do it." I hissed, my hands grasping his shirt.

"I—" He began, as he stood up and stepped back. His mouth dropped open as he watched me helplessly grasp my chest.

"Carlisle!" I screamed, my eyes bulging. "Help me!" I reached for him, my hand touching nothing but air.

In a split second he was beside me, clasping my hand tightly. I cried out louder as the piercing pain began to radiate out from my chest, taking over my body. I could feel his cool lips upon my hand as he made his way to my wrist, grazing my skin as he moved. I flinched as his razor sharp teeth pierced my skin, blood sliding slowly over his fingers and down my arm. He pulled away, still holding my hand in his as he kissed it.

I lay in silence at first, waiting. He watched me lovingly as my breath began to come easier and my body began to relax as I realized the pain had begun to dull.

"It's stopped." I whispered as he sighed, his lips turning up into a smooth smile. He touched my face as I began to sit up next to him. Slipping into his embrace, my head fell to his shoulder as I clasped him tightly. He pulled back as he looked down at my face, searching with wonder. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks.

The fire began to smolder in my wrist, igniting and running up my arm at full speed. I gasped in surprise, my mouth opening as I realized my demise. My breath came quicker as the fire enveloped my body internally; I clutched him tighter as I closed my eyes.

"It shall be over soon." He whispered into my dark hair that cascaded down my back as he pulled me tighter still. "I promise."

The pain would be unbearable if he weren't there. It was if his presence softened the blow somehow, his love guiding me through. I could feel the fire within my veins, as if both creatures' venom were dueling within my bloodstream. I wanted so badly just to give up and die, but knew I wanted so badly to live and continued to fight myself.

As I stood before the mirror and my sapphire eyes began to focus upon my face, I began to realize that besides my shoulder I wasn't in pain anymore. I felt renewed, as if I had been given a second chance. I lay my scarred hand upon my chest and breathed in deeply, trying to feel my heartbeat. My breath quickened as I began to recognize the soft, yet slow thrumming beneath my hand. I looked back up as my arm fell to my side and I stepped closer to the looking glass. My sapphire eyes began to glow brightly within the dimply lit room as my ears picked up on a new sound amidst the silence. My head leaned gently to the side as I listened intently to Carlisle's soft footsteps as he made his way down the hallway towards my room. I turned to face the dark mahogany door as a slow smile began to materialize upon my face.