With My Last Breath, I'll Protect You
Summary;
Carlisle Cullen is the lonely Vampire he's already watched his adoptive children find their mates and get married he's even watched as his Son Edward get his mate Bella pregnant while she was human and turn her into a vampire to save her life. He's been there threw every milestone of his children's lives yet he's still to find his mate.
Esme Platt has lived in Forks since she was a child her mother died while giving birth to her daughter, leaving her to grow up with her father and his abusive behaviour towards her. When the new family come to Forks and join her at high school can she keep her secret hidden under her clothes or will Alice have a vision that will change her life.
Disclaimer; Okay so as everyone else on Fanfiction I do not own Twilight if I did I'd be living the high life but unfortunately I'm not I'm just a pre-army girl waiting for her training date to be released so instead of boredom making me go insane I write when I'm not at work. All ownership goes to their rightful owner I just came up with storyline
Rewriting Twilight as I do in my head.
So once more I don't own and you can't sue my ass :)
Prolouge
Esme's Point of View.
Dear Diary
Secrets that's what my life has came to, keeping secrets mainly because I know what will happen if the truth comes out I'd be ripped out from the home I'm in and put into one of those horrible children homes until I am of age to be realised from the state. Children shouldn't have to keep secrets but would people want to be around me when they knew mine. This is a question I ask myself everyday would they believe me if I told them the truth even if that meant moving. My father's a respectful business men and is knowing as kind and helpful around Forks even though it's a small town he brought money to the town by building new houses and a couple of knew shops as he'd joined a Franchise with a few worldwide names such as Starbucks, McDonalds and H&M so I guess no one would believe what he's like when the door shuts and the curtain falls.
I cover up his actions with make-up and long sleeved tops though he's not stupid he knows where to "Relieved his stress" as he calls it on my body where no one can see though I'm always self conscious encase he's gripped my arms to tight and a bruise will form on it. I was a good actress I could put up a fake front when we did charity events I pretended to be the perfect little daughter who was the key to her father's heart. If they only knew his heart was frozen and that he was just as good as actor as I was.
Most people in my possession would say they hate their father, mother or whoever else abuses them but I don't hate my father I just hate the man he's became.
I've heard of people taking their lives to escape the pain and torture though I could never for the life of me find the will power to actually follow through with my pains of ending my life. I found my escape by volunteering at the local hospital sitting with children who were going through Chemo or with the babies up in the NUCI Unit the way I see it my father couldn't touch me in public even though it's only a few hours after school three days a week and on the weekend it lets me pretend my life is perfect and I can actually be myself.
I guess you only get what you can handle in life and I know once I'm eighteen I can leave my father's grips for good
Hopefully one day my father will return to the man he used to be but I think that's just hopeful wishing but you never know if I keep wishing one day it might just come true.
Esme Ann Platt 11/03/2096
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So Tell me what you guys think (: Unlike my other stories this is prewritten so it'll be up dated regularly this story is set about ninety years after Renesmee is born.
Pixie x