Okay, I love your reviews, so this is the last chapter for tonight, and it's pretty evil of me to do this and leave you hanging, but you asked!! – Arietty

The morning went oddly slow for Beth. She woke up alone, to her dismay, and sat up in bed very groggily. She rubbed her eyes, and ran her fingers through her blonde hair. She looked at the empty bed beside her, and placed her hand where Josef had just been several hours earlier. It was still cold; Beth smiled.

Beth got up, and didn't even bother changing. She saw a half full carton of blood on the counter, and a note next to it. She walked to the sink and poured herself some water, and then read the note.

Beth,

I'm sorry I had to leave for work. The world of business is very busy, and I'm pretty important, so I am too.

Beth shook her head, rolling her eyes.

I'll be home at soon, so do something to make me look forward to seeing you (not that I wouldn't, anyway). But still, you know me.

Josef

Beth giggled slightly, and took another sip. Then, her eyes sought to the carton of blood. She hesitated, and then dumped her water into the sink. She refilled it a quarter bit with the blood, and swished it around. Then, she took a sip.

"Blech!" Beth sputtered, spitting it out. It tasted rusty and salty; it was disgusting. Beth wiped her mouth, and shuddered. How these vampires can live off of blood, she'd never know. Beth sighed, and started to work.

At around four p.m, the door opened, and Josef came home. Beth was in her room, curling her hair, and applying make up. She quickly unplugged the iron, and walked out slowly, into the open. Josef had his back turned to her, slamming his brief case down on the chair beside the door. Beth walked over and put her hands on his back, and rubbed it. He stiffened, but didn't turn around. Beth reached to the front of Josef, and grabbed at his lapel. She slid the jacket off, and it fell to the floor. She then reached out to grab Josef's deep purple lapel, and spun him around.

"Hi." She said brightly, and pushed him up against the door. Josef didn't push her away, but didn't look aroused. Beth frowned slightly, and then traced her fingers on Josef's hair line.

"So I was thinking, maybe we could try something new, to you know, spice things up a bit." She said seductively, her lips moving against Josef's. Josef gulped; he didn't know how he could do this. Beth deepened the kiss, but Josef couldn't let it turn into something more. He pushed Beth away slightly, and she looked taken aback.

"What?" Beth exclaimed, sounding hurt. Josef sighed, and picked up his jacket to occupy himself. When he straightened up, Beth was in front of him again.

"Josef, please say something, you're killing me." Beth pleaded, stroking his upper arm. Josef closed his eyes, and grabbed Beth's hand. He pulled her to the couch, and sat her down. Then, he sat down on the table in front of her.

"Beth..." Josef started, looking down. "I don't think we should see each other anymore." Beth's heart almost stopped; she thought she misheard.

"Excuse me?" Beth said, not believing her ears. Josef looked up, his face straight and poker like.

"I think its better that we break." He said, and looked at her. Beth put her hand to her heart, and sat back, looking away from Josef. Josef hung his head, and twiddled his fingers.

"What did I do wrong?" Beth asked, looking back at Josef. Josef still stared at his moving thumbs.

"You didn't do anything Beth. It's not you, it's me." He answered, and Beth groaned. He looked up, and saw tears circulating in her eyes. Josef felt his throat burn, and he immediately looked at the blackened spot on his palm. Beth couldn't see it; she couldn't see anything. She was too shocked.

"How did this change in one day?" She asked, shaking her head. Josef cleared his throat. He couldn't tell her; he wouldn't tell her about Nicholas Farrell and the clan. He couldn't do that, because then she'd know he still loved her, and she'd try to stop him.

"It was Mick. He's my best friend, Beth. I can't put him through this." He lied, running his fingers through his hair. Beth put her head in her hands.

"You shouldn't have let it go this far knowing that, Josef!" She muttered in her hands, and Josef stood up, and stepped behind the table. Beth looked up.

"Don't you love me?" Beth said, and Josef didn't answer. She got up, and walked to him. "Don't you love me, Josef? Was everything you said and did a lie, just to get into my pants?" Josef turned to her, but he couldn't move. Beth burst into tears, and fell to the floor. Josef caught her, but she shoved him away.

"You jerk! You ass! You egotistical, narcissistic, chauvinist, vampire!" She spat, and hit him on the chest. Though this didn't physically hurt Josef, it did emotionally. He didn't say anything, and Beth hit him again. She kept beating his chest, until Josef grabbed her arms and held them away from him, and she started sobbing. He loosened his grip, and she fell into his chest.

"Don't leave me, Josef! Don't leave me!" She begged, crying into his purple shirt. Josef wrapped his arms around her mechanically, and remained quiet. She sobbed, and Josef wasn't breathing.

"I love you, Josef. I love you! I don't care if you don't love me, but I love you, so much!" Beth confessed, and Josef's eyes stung. He knew if he waited too long, he'd break down and beg Beth to take him back. He unwrapped his arms, and stepped away from her. Beth looked at him, her eyes pleading. Josef took a deep breath.

"I think it's time you took all of your things and brought them back to your apartment. Tonight, if you don't mind. I have a schedule to keep." He said, feeling his own cruel words burning him, and he turned away, a tear running down his cheek. Beth was sobbing, and fell to her knees on the floor. Josef wiped away his tear, and left Beth weeping on his floor. Josef didn't look back at Beth as he walked slowly up the stairs, and tried everything to block out her crying.

When Josef got to his room, he sat on his bed, and put his head in his hands, resisted tears running through his fingers. He cried quietly, and shook his head repeatedly.

Josef hated the clan he was in, he hated Nicholas Farrell, and he hated himself. He'd give anything to be human, just to be with Beth.

Josef now understood why Mick wanted to be human again, and understood that he no longer thought that insane. He could hear Beth still crying on the floor, and Josef knew the only way to block it out. He undressed, and grabbed a towel in his bathroom. He hung it up on the hanger beside his freezer, and opened it up.

Josef lay down in the freezing freezer, and closed his eyes, wishing for sleep.

I am the meanest person on Earth, hahahah! I'm sorry, but it had to be done to fit my plot. Don't worry, you'll forgive me when you read the rest. Review!