I longed for him. His blood. It called to me; I cannot contain myself any longer. I sync my teeth into his neck and let the blood run down my throat. Causing me to drink greedily. I knew I had to stop. Had to resist. But my body was not listening and the fight was getting harder and harder. Why must I be a vampire? I ask silently. Why? Why? The question repeats in my head as I continue to drink hungrily from his neck. He is close to death. I moan. I have to stop. I must… I must… I cannot. It is too much. I've lost my control, I have lost the fight, and most important I have lost myself. I'm not Bella the quiet human. I'm Bella the bloodlust vampire.

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