Thank you for the review! Oh and I just read over the first few chapters of Evernight and I realised that Lucas's were dark green and not blue… yeah so I made tiny mistake cause of that in the last chapter. But hope you enjoy the rest of the story:

His emerald eyes locked with mine. He didn't speak, he just blinked.

"Bianca?" he asked in soft voice. His voice was the best harmony I'd ever heard. Too me it was the perfectly pitched like a perfectly tuned guitar. Tears rolled down my cheek. I wanted to say something, anything but when I opened to speak nothing came out.

His eyes wandered around the room "I'm dead" he said "I'm dead aren't I? You're dead too"

Some part of me strongly wished that I was actually dead but the other was just glad to see him, alive well living dead. I ran my fingers down his flawless face. He was so pefect, the kind of flawless I wished I could be. Finally I found my voice but it didn't sound like mine. It was low and crackled. "You're… not dead but you're-" is this how I was meant to break it to him? Hey Lucas, you're a vampire now. You better start liking it because there's nothing you can do about it. I closed my eyes and rested my hand on his chest.

"I'm?" his eyes were filled with fear of hearing the truth, I couldn't blame him.

I took in a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before whispering "A vampire"

He looked at me in disbelief "No. It can't be" he shook his head on the pillow and pushed himself to a sitting position. I let my hand fall. "Bianca, please. Please"

"I'm so sorry, Lucas. So sorry" I wiped my hand across my eyes. The same unwelcome memory replayed in my mind. Lucas lying lifeless, Charity with that evil glint in her eyes. "I was too late… Charity… she already" I let my voice fade.

"Charity" he said "That freak show bit me?" he looked frantically around and he took my hand in his. I couldn't feel the softness of his touch like before but I felt something was holding my hand.

"Because you'd already been bitten by a vampire multiple times before, all she had to do was bite you and make sure you die and that's how she turned you"

He let out a groan "Anyone but her" he said "Anyone… "He kept staring at me. Why couldn't I feel the touch of his hand? Why did he feel so out of reach when he was inches from me? He finally spoke "so wait minute so that means Bianca, you're a-"

"A wraith" I closed my eyes "A dead ghost"

"Ghosts are dead"

I sighed "Lucas…"

He shook his head "Okay okay so I'm dead and you're dead? Right?" I nodded "I'm a… vampire? You're a wraith?" I nodded again "That means…" It meant a lot of things to him and me but only one thing really mattered.

"We can never be together" I chocked back a sob. Lucas then threw back his sheets and placed his feet on the floor. I could just feel the anger bubbling inside him.

"No!" he screamed "Please Bianca kill me. Kill me now"

I held my breath "No" I couldn't believe what he just asked me now.

"You swore"

"I never swore anything. Especially since what you're asking me to do is the impossible" tears burned in the back of my eyes.

"For me" he pulled me from the floor "can you do it for me?"

I shook my head "Lucas I can't. I won't"

He wiped a strand of my hair from my face. I could sense his touch but I couldn't feel it. "Not even for me" his eyes pleaded.

"No" I muttered "I can never to do that Lucas. Not for you, not for me, not for anybody"

He dropped his hand from my face "Bianca!" anger gleamed in his eyes.

"How do you think I feel or felt?" I was yelling at him now, something I thought that I would never do "This is what it was like when you rejected becoming a vampire for me. When you- we had the chance"

"That has nothing to do with any off this"

"Yes it does" I was bawling my eyes out now "If you'd let me, if you'd said yes at that time. None of this would have ever happened! If you'd only agreed at that time. We'd both be vampires, live forever, together; but you couldn't do it. You couldn't do it even for me"

"Are you blaming me for what happened?" He grabbed both my arms and shook me. I let my hands down and the bracelet accidently slid off. The world went still. Lucas was just standing there flabbergasted, grasping air. "Bianca?"

I ducked down to retrieve my bracelet. The moment I slipped it on everything went still again.

"What the?" Lucas looked at me.

I smiled weakly "The bracelet it allows me to be… to have a body. It's made of coral" Lucas was still lost in my words "It was once alive, like me so yeah I guess that's pretty much it"

"So that bracelet it allows you to have a human form?"

"Yeah, pretty much" I shrugged "But Maxie says I can't be human 24/7" I expected him to ask who was Maxie but he didn't.

"This just keeps getting weirder and weirder" he started pacing back and forth.

"Lucas I love you and I'm not blaming any you for any of this. The only people who I'm blaming are those damn wraiths, ghosts, soulless freaks! But I don't think I could've ever been a vampire ever. This is what my fate was. This is the path I was destined to go down"

"You would have never become a vampire even before?'

"Apparently I always belonged to them" I looked down at my feet.

"So where does that leave us?' he stopped to turn and face me.

"We'll find a way. We'll rip Charity's head out and make her pay that I promise"

"What about The Black Cross? Your parents?"

"The Black Cross is your mortal enemy now" I said. Lucas's eyes widened in shock of hearing his family was one of the most deadly people to him now. "We have to talk to Miss Bethany, my parents. We'll figure this one out"

I could tell he didn't like the idea but he just simply nodded. "So we're going back to hell school" I nodded. There was an awkward silence between us for a few minutes before Lucas asked "Can I just try one thing?"

What did we have to lose? So I nodded.

His arms were at my waist and his nose inches from mine. He leaned closer and pressed his lips to mine. It wasn't like before. I couldn't feel the softness and sweetness of his lips. I couldn't feel the energy that always used to radiate around us. I just felt a presence of his lips and that was it. It was like been trapped in a glass box.