Her Singer

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, and all the characters.

Chaper 1: The significant meeting

His chocolate brown eyes bore into mine, his lips twitched with nervousness and fear, a lump went down his throat as I came closer.

Without hesitation, I crashed my lips into his, savoring his delectable taste and aroma. Venom pooled in my mouth, mixing with his saliva.

His breathing ragged, his warm hands palmed my cheek, he pulled back and panted, breathing all the air he needed.

That's when I realized I had made my biggest mistake.

"He's still in surgery Mrs. Cullen, you can just wait in those rows of seats."

The nurse pointed her to the row of chairs besides the counter, those furniture looked comfortable for humans. But since Esme

is an exception, she just settled in waitiing for her husband, standing. She nodded and smiled at the nurse who was observing her.
Her eyes were deep in jealousy that she stumped towards her computer with a pout.

Esme looked around, ignoring the nurse's reaction, the behavior was already replayed to her a thousand times.

The hospital in Denver Memorial seemed lifeless. The nurses and doctors, looked bored and tired, the same with the patients.

When she noticed that there were less humans walking to and from the hall, she released the breath she held and discreetly inhaled.

Then it hit her. The most alluring scent she had ever encountered, it almost battled Carlisle's.

But this one smelled different, delicious in fact. Esme Cullen's eyes darkened, and her position stiffened. Her conscience was yelling at
her to go after it and sink her teeth into it.

Not that human blood already smells so good, this one held perfection. Esme felt like she hadn't hunted for years, and the only
one that has blood, is in this one particular human.

She eyed everyone in the area, her ears, eyes and most especially nose, searched for the scent.

Esme turned around, gripping the porcelain counter with much needed force, she was ashamed of herself. What would Carlisle say?

The scent grew stronger and stronger. Esme closed her eyes. She yearned to run far, far away just to avoid the scent that was much too tempting for a vampire.

Then, someone spoke, her Hazel colored hair wipped sideways, as her neck turns fast towards the speaker's direction.

"Are you alright miss?"

There, stood a human that was haunting Esme for the whole 47 seconds. It was much harder to resist now. Much, much harder.
The man has tousled golden brown hair, his eyeglasses' lens shone against the flourescent lights, his lips curved into a
rather amused smile.

Esme held her breath and nodded slowly. She looked away from him and stepped a further away.
"Uhh... okay then. May I know your name fair lady?" He asked her, oblivious that his predator was only standing inches away from him.

"Mrs. Esme Cullen." a soothing voice had answered for her.

Esme raised her head up a little and found her husband, standing beside her. His appearance and scent seemed to be underpowered by the other man who spoke earlier.
She nearly gasped at that thought. Her godly husband to some human? It was so impossible.

Some human with a mouthwatering scent that is.

"Ah, Mrs. Cullen. Nice to meet you," said the man.

She glanced sideways, he wore a scrub and she assumed that he was a doctor too. But his appearance was too insignificant to Esme, the only thing that was,
was the warm blood that flowed through his veins.

"Esme," Carlisle beckoned, wrapping his arm around his wife's waist possessively. "This is Dr. Collins. A new surgeon here."

She bowed her head low and whispered. "Nice to meet you too.."
"Carlisle we need to go now." she muttered low enough for only vampires to hear.

Her husband was perplexed at first, and then noticed how Dr. Collins looked at his wife so openly.
Carlisle cleared his throat and excused them both, still an arm around Esme's waist, he eyed at her worriedly. Her head still bowed and her breathing stopped from the moment he arrived at the counter.
They would talk about this. They always will. And if that man had bothered her, he would make him regret ever coming near his wife.

Alice gasped, causing her brothers' and sisters' to turn their heads at her direction.
Edward's brows furrowed, his mouth slightly open. It was obvious to his siblings that something had gone wrong.

"What is it?" asked Bella in a low voice.

A very unpleasing scene had came to her and now her brother's mind.
A tearlessly sobbing man's sorrowful eyes looked directly into the woman's burgundy ones. Her hands were wrapped around a naked man's lifeless body.

"Carlisle and Esme." He answered gravely.

Yes. I am a first-time writer, so sorry if you had a headache.

Aaand I am COMPLETELY not an english user since I'm from.. ahem..

Anyway, I'll be updating everyday.

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-Chelsea Yu