I shiver as I feel the coldness once again, I feel like something is taking over my mind, my soul my life and there is nothing I can do about it. I look down at my now starving stomach and feel like I'm going to drain away.

My eyes still remain on Max, as he sleeps soundly. I slowly get off his bed and walk over to him. I nudge him to wake up and soon I see his eyes flicker open in resentment. I take a small step back in sadness, he sees my reaction and quickly jumps out of his seat.

"Your...your really alive" he ask still dumbfounded.

I look at him, resenting the fact that I cant just leave, that everything just wont go away but then again I should learn by now that things just don't go away. You cant just push something under the carpet and expect it to all just go away because in the end it never does...

"No, I'm dead" I say plain and simple as if every time I say it, it doesn't hurt. Yet it does, I still don't understand why I have to breathe when im not even alive. When my heart isn't even beating. I hold back a silent cry as I approach Max slowly.

"Look, we've went through this, I-" before I could say anymore, I double over in pain holding my stomach tightly.

Max sees this, I can tell that his tossing up whether or not to help me. He finally makes up his mind because I see him running towards me.

"Liz-"

I cant here him though, I cant here anything, my mind is drifting away from being conscious. I slowly fall to the ground, with a loud thud with only one thought running through my mind, something's is taking away my life, controlling me.

I can still feel pain, I can still see Max but I have no control over my own body, which scares me, I feel like a puppet, some one is pulling my strings and there is nothing I can do about it.

My body is dragged up right in a crooked angle, as Max just sits there and stares at me, speechless. I know he probably thinks I'm some hideous monster, which has lost any sanity I ever had. My thoughts were broken as I find my self, standing up, face to face with Max, just staring at him with a blank expression on my face.

I see him take a step back, my body wont command any orders I give it. I soon see my hand rapped around his neck as I see him trying to grab my hands to push me off. I then feel my teeth getting larger and soon I can smell how nice his scent is. My teeth slowly touch the side of his neck, just slightly on his warm skin. He doesn't struggle nor move, he merely stands there with out saying a word.

My eyes dart to his as I see tears welling up in his eyes, I never thought Vampires had remorse nor sorrow. I thought they could just feed without feeling guilt. Im greatly mistaken, as my heart, which isn't even beating, feels incredible pain.

I stop myself, I slowly take my hands away from his flesh and take several steps backwards. He stares at me, still not knowing what to do, where to go from here. I have pity for him, his ex girlfriend just tried to kill him, sorry, dead ex girlfriend, I correct myself.

I see him about to say something, until I fall on the ground once more, this time only thinking about Max.

All I see is darkness, all I feel is pain and I wonder when the hell I live in will ever end. Yet im curious to know when it will all start because it feels like my life hasn't even started yet and I don't know why.

I here some one calling my name but I don't bother to listen, for they all never listened to my screams nor ever will. I feel so numb and yet and the very same time regret. I feel empty inside, yet I feel full. There's something moving inside me and I don't understand what.

Im dead—

Im shacked awake, by someone with the most incredibly beautiful soulful eyes. Which my eyes seem hypnotised too, I then suddenly turn to the side and what I thought was vomit was nothing. Nothing came up, maybe its because I don't have anything to vomit up, I think to myself.

"Are...are you hungry" he ask concerned yet cautious as his afraid not to come to close. I get up from the carpet as I see him taking a step back I try toignore it.

"Im sor... I didn't mean to..." I don't know how to tell him, that I had no control over what I was doing, that it felt like I was a puppet.

"I... " I stop myself as the realisation hits me, he doesn't even care, I see him looking every were but at me. I shake my head.

"Yeah I'm starving" I say quickly

He nods his head and runs out the door, I hear little thuds going down the stairs.

I walk around his room a little, I see the mirror again, with no reflection of me. I put my fingers on the glass and I feel how cold it is. I then slowly put my head on it and softy hit my head against the glass.

Angry at myself for ever doing what I did, angry is an understatement then again, no words can explain what I'm feeling at this moment. I remember seeing Max's eyes with tears shimmering down just slightly. The hurt he must have been feeling, beyond betrayal...

I don't know what else to do, I look outside and I see the sun is almost gone down. As soon as it goes down, I'm going to get out of Roswell, away from everybody. My thoughts are broken when I see Max entering the room and quickly shutting it behind him. Using his powers to lock the door.