A.N: Hey readers and reviews! Time for another chapter, yay! This ones longer then the ones I have been writing, over 2,300 words! It's about time, I write a long chapter. Alright on with the story...Enjoy!

"Melissa. Melissa, don't close your eyes. You have to keep them open." Someone was telling me. I opened my eyes to see Rose's face above me. She looked worried.

I was getting tried and started to close my eyes again.

"No, keep your eyes open." Rose told me.

Why did I have to do that? I was tired, I wanted to sleep. I listen to her and kept my eyes open for just a little longer but then the tiredness in me was starting to take over.

"Mel don't give in to the sleep. Please, stay awake." She sounded so desperate, I wanted to do like she said but it was just so hard. I wasn't strong enough to fight against the sleep.

"She can't fight it." Rose told someone.

"You have to keep her awake!" That someone told her.

Rose shook me just a little. "Come on. Open your eyes." What was wrong? Why did I have to stay awake?

"There you go, now look at me. Don't close your eyes." I looked in to her golden brown eyes. I had never seen them filled with so much concern.

"You don't like me very much do you?" I asked.

When I spoke I felt something coming out of my mouth. Rosa's eyes grow as she watched the--whatever it was in my mouth-- come out.

"Carlisle, it's getting worse." What's getting worse? She took the sleeve of her long sleeved white top and whipped my mouth. When she pulled her hand back, there was a dark red liquid replacing some of the white.

"I'm bleeding." I realized. Rose nodded.

"Why?" I wanted to know but she gave me no answer.

I must have fallen asleep, when I opened my eyes I wasn't in Rose's arms anymore. I was lying in a bed. I felt so weak and dizzy.

"Can't you turn her in to a vampire?" Karen asked from somewhere in the room.

"Shape-shifters can't be turned. There's...nothing, we can do." Carlisle's voice was sad. Were they talking about me?

"I feel as if this is my fault." Jillian's voice this time.

"No. This was no ones fault besides Adrian's." Jeremy's voice now, it was firm but yet gentle.

He was a good father, no, a great father. I loved him so much.

"So we're just going to let her die!" Jillian's voice was almost at a yelling level.

Everyone was quite for a moment then Jeremy's voice again. "That's all we can do."

His voice was thick with sadness. It was as if he were crying. But I knew he wasn't, vampires can't cry only sob.

"Are you awake?" Someone asked.

I turned my head to the left, where the voice had come from. David was seated in a chair next to the bed I was in. A weak, saddened smile crossed his face.

"How do you feel?"

"Fine." I lied.

Karen and Jillian came over now standing next to the bed. They both had tear stained faces.

"Don't cry." I told them.

There was silence. Jillian suddenly burst out in a new stream of tears.

"I love you so much, mom." She cried.

As weak as I was I manged to out stretch my arms. She hesitated at first but then sat down on the bed and hugged me.

"It will be alright." I whispered in her ear as we hugged.

She pulled away and shook her head. "No, it's not. Your...your dieing! How is that alright?"

"I'm not going to die, sweetheart. I'm going to out live all these vamps." I told her in hopes she'd believe me. I failed and just made her cry more. Karen gave me a hug before she took Jillian out of the room.

"Your right. You'll live twice as long as these bloodsuckers." David said in what was meant to be a playful tone but there was to much sadness in his voice. I gave him a weak smile. When David had left I found Jeremy coming over to the bed.

There was a grim look on his face. Just looking at him made me want to cry.

"I hate it when you look that way." I told him, as he sat down.

"I'm sorry." Jeremy said.

Neither of us said anything for what felt like hours.

"I'm dieing, right?" I asked braking the silence.

His face got even more grim. "Yes."

"I thought shape-shifters healed fast. I didn't die when Adrian attacked me. Why now?"

"I don't know. Your body's just not healing."

Not wanting to talk about this topic anymore I changed the subject. "How's Jillian?"

"She's fine. He broke a couple bones and split open her head but she's healing just fine." I felt a cough coming but pushed in down.

"What...what about...Adrian?" My voice was getting weaker I could tell that and he could too.

Was this it? Was this the last time I'd talk to Jeremy? I couldn't die now! I'm only 18, wow. I'm only 18. I hadn't thought about my age in who knows how long. I sure haven't been acting like an 18 year old. This was to soon to die.

"The wolfs took care of him."

"So he's dead?" Jeremy nodded.

I was tired again and the dizziness was starting to make the room spin. couldn't hold down the next cough, but I sure wish I had. The cough to my surprise, brought blood. Jeremy grabbed a towel from our bathroom and brought it to me. By the time I was done coughing the whole towel was covered in blood. This just made me more weak. I felt my eyes close.

No, I want to stay awake!

I want to talk with Jeremy more. I was just to weak, my body had no more fight in it.

I felt Jeremy take my hand in his ice cold one. "I love you, Melissa." He whispered.

I tried to answer him but my lips wouldn't move. I finally just gave in to the sleep yet again.

The next time I woke up, I was alone. I was actually feeling better. Not as weak and most of the dizziness was gone. I laid there in the bed for sometime just staring at the ceiling. After a while I had the urge to get up. Was that a smart choice? I didn't know and frankly I didn't care. If I was dieing then what would it hurt to get out of bed. When I pulled the covers I had placed on me I saw I was in a long sleeved green top (Jeremy's favorite color on me) and a pair of shorts.

Slowly but surely I forused myself out of the bed. Wincing in pain whenever I moved. I couldn't tell if I was hurt anywhere besides my left side because it caused enough pain that I couldn't point out if anything else was hurt. Whatever was wrong with my side had to be pretty bad if it hurt this bad. Biting my lip as I walked to keep from screaming I made it to the bathroom. I closed the door and stood in front of the full length mirror on the back of the door. There were large claw marks on my legs and arms.

A bite mark on my neck. Any other time I would have laughed at that. I got bit by a shape-shifter were story book vampires bit there victims. Right now I was in just to much pain to find this funny.

I closed my eyes and pulled my top off. I opened my eyes and saw there was a bandage around me. It went all the way around around from my left side to the right across both my back and stomach. With a deep breath I started unraveling the bandage. I noticed there were white spots here and there but besides that the whole thing was covered in blood. It took all the self control I had in my weak body not to scream when I saw the damage done to my left side. I had never seen such a large chunk of skin taken from just one persons body. How had Adrian manged to do this? How come I hadn't felt it?

Tears filled my eyes. They weren't tears of sadness but tears of anger. I was a shape-shifter, I was suppose to heal fast. Why wasn't that happening?

"Heal." I whispered. I was talking to myself but out loud.

"Heal yourself." My voice was slightly louder. What kind of weak pathetic person couldn't heal themselves? That's all I was, weak and pathetic. I wasn't going to give in to death, I couldn't allow myself to be that weak.

"Be strong. Heal your body." A voice in my head said and I found myself saying it out loud to my reflection. There was the tinyest bit of change in the missing chunk of my body. The bleeding seemed to slow.

"Heal up. Heal your body." I repeated sounding firm and with more fourse. I watched the wound, it was healing, just a tad though. Not enough for me to live.

Another thing I seemed to notice, I was getting weak again.

"No, stay strong. Heal your body." It didn't work only made me weaker.

I glared at myself though the mirror. I repeated the words a few more times but it only resulted it me getting weaker. With a sigh I realized this was hopeless, all I was doing was being death closer to me. I was probably seeing things too when I thought the wound was healing. There was nothing I could do...wait...but there was something Carley could!

Carley. Wow. It's been so long since I seen her. She was the only friend I had to count on when I was with Adrian. She was the only one who knew how I was still on love with Jeremy and how Adrian weren't Karen's, Jillian's, or David's father. Carley was a pure human before she died and then she became a ghost. Apparently she got a power when she died. Carley is spirit, it's one of the elements. And one of the things someone with Spirit can heal. Heal plants, vampires, humans and probably shape-shifters like myself too. Now I just had to figure at how to get this bandage back around me, find someone in the house, get them to find Carley and hold off on dieing until she got here. Oh this was going to be easy, note the sarcasm.

It felt like I spent days in that bathroom trying to wrap that darn bandage back around me. It wasn't helping that I felt as I was going to fall over at any moment either. Finally Karen came to my rescue.

"Mom? Where are you?" Her sweet voice asked as she walked in the bedroom.

"In here." Whoa, my voice wasn't nearly as loud as I thought it would be. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't hear me.

She gasped and had to grip the sink for support when she walked in the bathroom. Her shocked pale face paled even more.

"Oh man..." Karen muttered starting at the place were most of my side should have been.

"Can you help me?" I asked holding up the blood covered bandage. Karen bite her lip, something I guessed she picked up from me. She took a couple steps forward but made no movement to take the bandage.

"I...I don't think...I can...." Karen tried to get her words out but it was as if she was scared to speck.

I gave her a small kind smile, understanding. "Would you mind getting someone who can help me, please?" My voice was getting softer and softer.

My vision kept changing too. Some points I'd see three things that was suppose to just be one then other times everything was blurry. Karen nodded and left the bathroom. I listened to her soft foot steps as she went down the stairs.

"Dad! She took the bandage off! You didn't tell me it was that bad!" Karen called sounding like she was in the living room now. She started rambleing about how Jeremy hadn't told her how bad off I was and whatnot.

Then suddenly she just stopped mid-sentence.

"Please Karen darling stop talking about it. I didn't want you to worry anymore then you already were." It was Jeremy's voice.

I smiled at how much love and care his voice held. But I was saddened by how the sadness and worry overpowered the love and care that was in his voice. I then heard sobbing.

"It's alright." He told her.

"Karen why don't you come in here and we can talk." Bella said from somewhere downstairs.

There were footsteps going in one way then more footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Melissa?"

"In here."

When Jeremy came in the bathroom he had a totally different reaction then Karen did. He walked right over to me and took the bandage. He started to wrap it around but then stopped.

"This isn't going to feel to good, you know." Thanks for stating the already known.

"I know."

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