Within a week of Allison returning to being a human, she was the happiest she had ever been. She didn't need to worry about keeping her body in shape and she could binge on McDonalds and Burger King without anyone telling her no, it was a nice life to be living. She and Eleanor went out to explore the town almost every day; doing the normal teenager thing, laughing, having fun, just hanging out.

Eleanor had been on a "desperate" mission from Allison to buy emergency doughnuts since Allison decided to stay in bed for a little while longer, since she was now taking full advantage of being able to sleep. Once Eleanor arrived back with doughnuts, Allison jumped off her bed which she was sat on to give her best friend a hug when suddenly she felt a little lightheaded and found it hard to even concentrate.

"Allie, you okay?" Eleanor asked, placing down the box of doughnuts to carefully look at Allison.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm probably just sick after that weird chicken I had the other day from that tattoo guy," she chuckled a little before her smile faded and she collapsed to the floor, her eyes rolling back in her skull as her body started to shake and jerk violently, white fluid spilling from her mouth.

Eleanor screamed as a hand clasped around her mouth before she ran out of the room to find a medical kit or someone who could help. She could barely see out of her eyes that were filling with tears but she bumped into Alec but she could barely speak, the only things that came out were "Allie, get help", before she sprinted back to her room to help Allison whose white fluid had turned black.

She calmed down as she came to her friends' side, placing her head to one side to make sure she didn't choke on fluid. "Oh god, she's convulsing! Someone get help, my friend is dying here! Allie, stay with me. You're gonna be okay, we're getting you help. You keep your eyes on me, okay? You need to stay conscious for me, Allie. Don't you dare close your eyes. Do not go to sleep."

Alec was beside Eleanor with a large box of medical supplies, placing them down on the floor beside her. "What happens if she goes to sleep?"

"She won't wake up." Eleanor said, simply as she quickly moved towards the box and opened it. Her hands were shaking as she tried to figure out which of the small glasses of medicine to use to save her life.

Eleanor picked up a clean hypodermic needle and syringe and promptly filled it with Ethosuximide, one of the only medications she could understand that might be able to help. She quickly injected it into Allison's arm, hoping it would work.

It stopped her convulsions but Eleanor could tell it didn't fully solve the problem. Eleanor placed her hand on Allison's forehead, quickly noticing her high temperature. "She's burning up, we need to bring her fever down." Eleanor muttered to herself as she rummaged around in the box, removing some of the glass bottles until she found what she was looking for; Benzylpenicillin.

She quickly injected Allison with it and brought her body close to hers, making sure her temperature would go down and eventually it did, and Allison's eyes opened.

"Ellie, I'm dying, you need to stop and let me go." Allison whispered before moving her head away to cough up black blood.

Eleanor's face dropped, this wasn't sickness – this is her body turning against her to kill her. But she didn't want to believe what her mind was telling her, "NO! You can't do this to me, Allie. I need you. Please... please don't leave me here alone."

"Ellie, you know there's nothing you can do. I love you so much."

"Don't you dare say your goodbyes; I am not letting you die here. You're gonna be fine, I promise. You'll be okay."

"I'm so sorry, Ellie. I wish it didn't end like this, I'll always be with you."

"I love you so much, Allie. I always have, and I always will. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you, I should've given you a choice and let you live out your life as a human."

Allison gave Eleanor a weak smile, coughing up more blood. "Don't be sorry... thank you... thank you for giving me a chance at an extraordinary life... this new life with you has been the best few months of my life and I'm eternally grateful for our time together, however short that new life came to be..." she moved her head away to cough up blackened blood on the floor beside her head, before she weakly turned back towards her best friend, a sad smile on her face as tears made their way down her cheeks, frantically trying to breathe as she felt her lungs fill with blood, making it harder and harder for her to breathe or even speak. "I don't have much time left... can you say the poem? Please..."

"In peace, may you leave the shore.

In love, may you find the next.

Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey to the ground.

May we meet again.

May we meet again, Allison Georgiana Callanan."

Allison smiled weakly once more before her eyes fluttered shut, and she died in Eleanor's arms.

Eleanor pressed a kiss to Allison's forehead, rocking her now dead best friend's body in her arms. There was nothing they could to save her. She'd taken the elixir to give her human life but what she didn't know was that it would erase her vampire abilities and expose her body to the months of not eating, sleeping and disease all in one hit. Allison was one of the lucky ones – most people died instantly but Allison's body was strong enough to fight it off for a few days before it eventually killed her, giving her time to live out her last few days as a human, how she wanted to be from the start.

Turning Allison back into a vampire wouldn't do anything, either. The venom wouldn't do anything due to the elixir that made her body immune to the venom, if anything, it would've sped up the process.

The floor around the pair was black with blood and covered in glass bottles of various medicines Eleanor tried to use to keep her best friend alive, but every effort she had used had failed. She couldn't even call a paramedic since she'd have to explain the whole situation to them and well how would you explain that your best friend used to be a vampire then took an elixir to make her human again and she suddenly started to convulse and die in your arms? Not exactly an ideal conversation there.

Allison was promptly buried in her cheerleading outfit, something that was requested by Eleanor. Alec was beside her the whole time, trying to keep Eleanor from crying but it usually didn't help. As each day passed, she sank deeper and deeper into a depression. She didn't want to eat or do anything; she didn't feel like doing anything.

She sat on her window seat, staring out at the world around her. She didn't even turn around when Alec entered her room, a glass of blood in his hands. "Ellie, you need to eat, you'll die if you don't eat."

"I already did, but you know what's worse? I killed my best friend."

"Ellie, you didn't, don't you dare say you had anything to do with it."

"But I did! Don't you see? I brought her home that night; I let him turn her into a monster. It's all my fault. I killed my friends. It's all my fault!"

If vampires could have panic attacks, Eleanor was surely having one at that moment. She fell to her knees, screaming so loud all the glass windows, mirrors and framed photographs around the room shattered into a million pieces with the debris lying across the floor. The glass in Alec's hand smashed too, fragments of blood and glass covering his hand and the floor beside his feet.

He ignored the glass and kneeled on the floor beside Eleanor, bringing her into a tight embrace as she cried into his arm until she couldn't cry anymore and their pair had moved to lean against the wall, staring at the broken glass on the floor.

"I'm sorry she went like that, but she knew the risks…"

Eleanor frowned as she turned to her mate. "Risks? What risks? You never mentioned any kind of risks during the entirety of those months. Oh my god. You knew! You knew it would kill her, didn't you?! Why didn't you stop her? You promised me that you would look after her! How could you?!"

By this point, Eleanor was screaming, standing up on the glass coated floor and started pushing Alec away from her, despite his constant trying to get closer to her.

"Ellie-"

"Don't... Don't even talk to me, stay the fuck away from me, Alec. Don't even call me Ellie, you lost that right the day you lead Allie to her death. Now get the fuck out of my room and don't you dare come back. If you do, I will rip your head off and use it as a mug."

Authhor's Note:Please don't kill me for Allison's death – I miss her too but it needed to happen in order to move the story along. I kind of hate myself for killing her off, tbh. Bad Blood was pretty much on repeat while I wrote the ending, to be honest. I made a playlist for Allison, though; it's on my 8tracks (my username is SisterhoodOfNight) and it should be the first thing you see – it's called "For Allie" and it's basically all the songs I listened to while I wrote this chapter.

But if you don't want to go to 8tracks, the playlist is as follows;

I Was Here by Beyoncé

Immortal by Marina and The Diamonds

Some Die Young by Laleh

Down to the Second by Zach Berkman

Scream My Name by Tove Lo

Where's My Love? by Syml

Human by Of Monsters and Men

If I Die Young by The Band Perry

Youth by Daughter

See You Again (Piano Demo Version) by Charlie Puth

Hurts Like Hell by Fleurie

Lift Me Up, Let Me Go by Linkin' Park

All Good Things (Come To An End) by Nelly Furtado

There You'll Be by Faith Hill

The Blackest Day by Lana Del Rey

Heaven; Beyoncé

Until next time;

Lorna.