Hey babies. I want to thank you all for still reading and commenting back. I wanted to answer a few questions of Xx.poisenedtwilight.xX that could come in handy to all of you.

"my god...didnt he smell her blood? she was still human! i mean carlisle didnt change her...right? or did the venom take control of the hybrid theory thing?"

Answer: The Hybrid theory is a theory Carlisle has that the venom is taking over Bella's blood stream is acting like a parasite on her blood cells. This causes her white blood cells to attack any cell the venom is attacking. It's a fight of the cells basically and there are no survivors. A cycle of venom killing cell, cell killing venom. Edward couldn't smell her blood because the venom is taking over. Her coldness, pale skin, inability to eat anything but raw meet, to cry, or sleep- all key points showing she's now more vampire than human. So smell her blood? Not going to happen- she smells more like the venom. Hear her heart beat? Its still pumping blood, but VERY slow. She has not been completely changed by Carlisle, though this is what Edward thinks when he walks into the house. Also, Breaking.Benajmin, you have to pay attention to the wording. He's not mad because he thinks she is a vampire. Bella's misinterpreting things. That will be explained right about… now.

Oh ps. Thanks L.C.Candle for noticing the third person. I usually write in that style so its hard for me to catch myself.

8. IN THE END

All I know

Time is a valuable thing

Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings

Watch it count down to the end of the day

The clock ticks life away…

Wasted it all just to

Watch you go

Every few hours there would be a knock at my door. First from Edward about every five minutes, begging me I misunderstood. But what was there to misunderstand? He didn't want me alive. I knew that he was reluctant on turning me, but I didn't know he rather see me dead that see me a vampire. The buzz of thoughts whirled in my mind wondering if maybe he didn't love me as much as I thought. Maybe to him I wasn't forever and he was planning eventually to move on. Yet as much as I tried to picture Edward as that type of guy, I couldn't.

The next to start knocking was Alice. She didn't need to say anything for me to know it was her. I could smell her. I could smell everyone. It was thick in my nostrils, intoxicating when Edward was at the door. After a few hours Alice stopped trying to get me to open up, both literally and figuratively.

Last was Esme, a pled that Edward was talking with Carlisle, everything was being sorted out, and I had nothing to worry about; it was obvious Edward still loved me. It hurt when she said that. Was his love growing stronger as Carlisle explained the truth: 'No Edward, I did not change her. She s dying though. So don't worry. Things will go back to normal soon enough." Finally tears stung my eyes and I collapsed.

When I woke up- yes woke up as in I had slept- a soft melody was ringing in my ears. No, he wasn't allowed to play that. Maybe I was still dreaming, but the sleep I had was black, dark, and a nothingness that was consuming me. Ouch, it kind of hurt too.

Avoiding everyone was not the answer, I knew that, but it wasn't what compelled me to walk down the stairs towards the room I had been avoiding for the past few months as my heart and condition worsened. The piano was uncovered, the white sheet throw on the floor and the bight white moon spilling across his face making him light up like some type of angel. There could be no bad in that, could there?

The music paused as I shook my head. "Bella?"

My eyes shot up to meet his worried and light. So he wasn't hungry, probably didn't hear the soft, barely there beat of my heart. Every day Carlisle listened and every day it grew fainter. The venom was winning, but would its victory be the end of my turning? Or the end of my death?

"Don't stop playing," I pleaded with him as I stood in the the doorway. He nodded, attention back on the keys of my song. There was a light twitch of a smile on his lips; he knew my song would call me from my nothingness.

Slow steps brought me to the piano bench causing me to sit down next to him, staring at his beauty. Alice kept telling me I was looking more like a vampire each day, more beautiful, but I didn't feel it. I felt torn and dead.

"I'm not a vampire," I told him softly and Edward nodded, his eyes flicking to me but his fingers still playing.

"I know," he was smiling. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? Did he want me turned or was he willing for my death? "I'm very glad to see you still human. Well, almost human."

I made a face. What did that mean? He soft laugher floated over the music, "maybe I should explain myself." Duh! His laughter didn't seem to cease, a gleaming smile on his face as the music stopped. "If there was anything I learned from these last few months without you Bella, thinking that I would never see you again, was that I love you."

I was still confused. Even though the dazzling comment made me smile. His cool hands took my face and I found lips touching mine, a buzz of electricity making goose bumps stand on my skin. It wasn't even a kiss, just a soft brush of lips so close they bushed mine when he spoke. Month away and his touch was still magnetic, everything my body responded to.

"Bella all I did when I was away was thinking of ways to kill myself." I gasped but he kept going. "It was my fault you were dead. I hit the tree and I didn't get back fast enough to the hospital to turn you. At the car wreak, when I called Carlisle, I demanded him not to change you- I wished to do it myself."

Oh.

He laughed lightly again. "I wasn't angry you're here Bella, I was angry I wasn't the one to change you," he grinned. His eyes were dancing with happiness as understanding came to me. He wanted to change me; he wanted me forever. All this time I had been worrying for nothing. Which meant there was only one thing for me to do: kiss him.

Cool lips and against cool lips, his hands on my cheeks, mine wrapping around his neck and winding into his hair. His own hands moved from just my cheeks, but into my hair, tangling and holding me securely to his lips. I could almost taste him as I pressed my body to his, him only wrapping an arm around me to pull me closer. It was when my mouth opened that he pulled away, rushing to the other side of the room, hands in his hair, and cursing to himself.

Instead of just sitting there, I followed, just as fast in his footsteps, causing him to jump when he opened his eyes to see me standing right in front of him. Apparently he wasn't used to me being as fast as he was.

"Shit Bella. Don't—" Scare him? I laughed, but he shook his head, he was almost shaking. I was shaking too, but for other reasons. That kiss, well, it was amazing, wonderful. It was as if my entire body released new venom that took over. His touches made my skin feel more on fire than they ever had before. Senses really did improve as a vampire.

"Do you know how easy that was for me? I could crush you, I could hurt you, I could kill you again," he fretted, but for some reason all I could do was get on my tip toes and kiss him lightly.

"You're not going to break me anymore Edward. I might be human and weak, but I'm stronger than I've ever been. I'm more vampire than human now," I said in a whisper. It was true. I got bear hugs from Emmett and even Jasper was no longer afraid of being in the room with me.

"We might be able to fix that," he grinned as he buried his face in my neck as if he was never gone. Months simply erased with a kiss. And change that? Turn me human once again? Then maybe I could be turned into a vampire once I was healthy again. Carlisle had said that I might not make it if I was to be turned now, but what if we chanced it. I wanted to be with Edward, the rest of my life, and he wanted me there too.

"I love you too," I smiled up at him. His cold lips pressed against my forehead; I could feel his smile. What happened next didn't really matter anymore, as long as I knew in the end I would have Edward by my side no matter what.