I just got this idea in my head…. I hope it doesn't seem stupid. Read and review please , I will try to update "He's Back" soon as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Esme POV:

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked at myself in the mirror, my thin frame shaking in sobs. I had a black eye, and my lip was bleeding because of a slight cut. My whole body seemed to ache, my ribs felt bruised, I was black and blue on various parts of my body. I had wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to hold myself together, although that's impossible. I had already gotten dressed after my shower, and was attempting to make myself look at least a little bit presentable. My lip finally stopped bleeding, but it severely swollen. After calming down a little I finished wiping the blood off them. I applied heavy amounts of makeup to my face, cringing and cursing slightly at the extra ache the pressure of applying it made. After I was through I felt slightly better, especially considering the fact that Charles would be gone until ten o'clock that evening; I had 12 hours to myself! I walked out of the bathroom and cringed when I glanced at the bed. I quickly went to my closet and got my jacket. I went downstairs and decided to go out for a little while, to the park. I had to try and clear my head and I definitely did NOT want to be stuck in the house for longer than necessary. I walked out the door and walked towards the park a few blocks away, breathing in a breath of fresh air.

It may not have been a nice day, but at least it wasn't raining, it was just cloudy. The walk to the park was refreshing, I was on edge the whole time though… I knew Charles could come and find me at any time. I doubted he was at work as much as he said. I pulled my jacket tighter against me, knowing I would take that chance for a few hours of freedom. The park offered some refuge as I sat down on one of the park benches. People were milling about and talking merrily with their friends and family. It seemed that there were a lot of people here today; it must be because of the "nice" day we were having today with the weather.

I laughed humorously, the one day I wanted freedom and the whole town of Forks was here! I got up and sighed, wincing slightly at the soreness of my body from sitting for awhile. Being still after…what happened… seemed to make it slightly worse. I walked along the sidewalk that went throughout the park, head down and trying to stay away from people. I decided I would just go to my aunt Carmen's house. She tells me I am always welcome. I smiled a small smile at the thought; I hadn't seen her in awhile and I missed her a lot. I was distracted and not paying attention until I bumped into him. As I collided with a strong, cold, muscular chest I yelped in pain and surprise and backed away quickly, looking up towards who I crashed into.

The instant I saw him I blushed tremendously, he was an extremely handsome man, beautiful even, like a Greek god. He was about 6'2" and had sapphire blue eyes and blonde hair. He was muscular, but not overly so.

"I'm so sorr-, " I started to say, than was interrupted.

"I'm really sorry… I wasn't looking where I was going. Please forgive me for almost running you over. Are you alright?' OH MY GOD! His voice was like velvet! I nodded, not sure why I was thinking like this. I found it extremely odd, I was hardly scared around him, but the fear was still there. I saw no menace or anger in his handsome features, in fact, I only saw concern. He glanced briefly at my black eye that was, hopefully, covered in enough makeup to hide it.

"I'm f-fine t-thank you," I stammered.

"Are you certain? You seemed like you were in pain, and still are..its in your posture. I'm Carlisle Cullen by the way." He smiled a breathtaking smile at this, but still had a hint of sadness in his expression. I nodded again.

"I'm Esme ..E-Evenson." I mentally cringed at my horrid last name. I hadn't even wanted to get married. My parents were so old fashioned and I just wanted to fulfill their wishes. It was how I was raised.

" I really must apologize again. I had been going for a run and wasn't watching where I was going. I tend to get distracted easily." He chuckled nervously as he said this, still smiling. Why was he being so nice to me? I didn't even know him. I'm not worth being nice to, I'm just a nobody, as Charles is always telling me that. He's right.

"It's alright Carlisle," I told him, blushing again as I did so. He walked closer slightly, holding out his hand for me to shake. I held my hands up and backed away quickly, whimpering slightly. He stopped, a frown covering his face as he looked at my arms. He gasped when he saw the bruises. I quickly realized what he was looking at and pulled my sleeves down, which I had bunched up nervously as I had been talking to him.

"Esme…I won't hurt you.." It was meant to be soothing, but I wasn't sure if I believed him or not; I learned a long time ago not to trust any male. Yet again, Carlisle Cullen was extremely kind. He was still standing completely still, he had even moved back a few steps to give me more room. He was still frowning, I could tell he knew at least some of it…

"ESME ANNE EVENSON! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" turned around and whimpered, and walked slowly toward the voice. I was in for it now….