Esme's POV
I am Esme Platt I lived in the outskirts of Columbus Ohio I lived a very normal happy life with my parents then one day I was climbing a tree out in our yard my mother told me not to it wasn't lady like but I didn't care I liked adventure so I climbed to the highest limb of the tree. Once I was on top of the branch I sighed and looked out into the sky the view was so lovely from up there but then my mother's voice caught me off guard.
"ESME ANNE PLATT DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO CLIMB THAT TREE!" she yelled.
Then before I knew it I fell backwards off the tree onto the hard ground beneath me. Once I hit the ground I heard a snap which came from my leg then followed by the snap was an incredible pain I felt sick to my stomach and also as if I was going to faint. My mother rushed to my side and looked at me with a scared expression on her face.
"Oh Esme are you alright?" she cried.
"M-my leg…..it hurts so bad!" I whimpered.
"I'll get you to the doctors!" she said as she helped be to my feet and into the carriage.
Once we got to the doctors I sat on the medical bed nervously waiting for the doctor to see me….I felt my leg throbbing I didn't think I could bear it any more. Then I heard light foots steps coming up to my door then the door opened revealing the most beautiful man I've ever seen. He was tall he was about 6'2'' , he had blonde hair that was combed back neatly, golden topaz colored eyes, and the palest skin I've even seen.
"Hello I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen" he said with a warm smile as he shut the door behind him. "What seems to be the problem Miss Platt" he asked as he walked toward me.
I felt as if I was tongue tied for some reason I couldn't speak all I wanted to do was stare into his eyes. Then I saw my mother glare at me from across the room and I snapped myself out of my trance.
"I….fell out of a tree…..I think my leg is broken" I whispered.
"Broken? Well lets have a look" he said as he touched my leg lightly with his hand.
Once he touched my leg I winched at his incredibly cold hands, but I also felt as if noting else mattered….it was just Carlisle and I no one else I felt as if my heart was going to pop out of my chest then I snapped my self out of it. Esme! Your only sixteen! You cant be in love with Dr. Cullen he is old enough to be your father! I scolded myself.
"Your leg is fractured….but I will put a brace on it and then it should be fine" he smiled as he got to work on the brace. Then after he was done he looked me in the eyes and I felt my hear skip a beat.
"There…I hope your leg feels better" he smiled then he turned to my mother.
"Bring her back in six weeks and the brace will be removed" Carlisle informed her.
"Yes thank you so much Dr. Cullen" my mother smiled.
"Thank you very much Dr. Cullen" I blushed.
"Your quite welcome Esme…." he smiled as he walked out of the room.
Then six weeks passed when I went back to the doctors I was informed Dr. Cullen left to work at another hospital with saddened me but at least I was able to get this itchy brace off. As I grew older I never forgot the beautiful Dr. Cullen who fixed my leg….I would remember that moment for the rest of my life. Then my parents pressured me to marrying a man named Charles Evenson he seemed liked a very nice man so I agreed and soon became Esme Evenson. After we got married we moved to the west so I could become a school teacher but then my husband started to show his true colors. He would beat me every day not once did he feel sorry but I kept a brave face not wanting to upset my parents so I tired to be a good wife the best I could. Then I was informed of the most wonderful new my husband was being drafted. Once Charles left I suddenly felt happy knowing I was safe for a while a least. During the time he was gone was the most happiest period of my life, but then in 1920 he came back sadly he didn't not change he was still the abusive man he once was. Then soon I found I was pregnant I was so happy to find out I was to be a mother I've always wanted a child of my own. I decided on telling Charles the news when he got home from work, hopefully the news will change him perhaps he will become an excellent father and husband and give up his abusive ways. Then later than night when Charles came home as sat down at the kitchen table with a beer in his hand he looked up at me with his cold eyes.
"What is for dinner Esme?" he asked.
"Beef and baked potatoes" I whispered nervously.
Charles nodded and took another drink of his beer then I turned to him.
"What?" he snarled.
"I….I um….have some news" I stuttered.
"What kind of news?" he asked.
"Good news…wonderful actually !" I said with a small smile.
"Well don't just stand there like an idiot tell me!" he barked.
"Well….um….I'm pregnant…..your going to be a father Charles" I whispered.
"Your pregnant?" he asked as he stood from the table.
"Y-yes" I said nervously.
Then he struck me across the face sending me backwards.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! He growled.
"My fault? W-what are you talking about?"
He didn't answer me and punched me in the face as hard as he could and sent me to the floor.
"C-Charles p-please" I begged.
"NO! Esme what the hell were you thinking? How could you let this happen?" he yelled.
"I'm going to leave" I said as I stood and walked toward the door.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" he growled as he grabbed me by the wrist. "Your mine! And you will do as I say!" he yelled as he pulled my hair with all the strength he had and dragged my to our room. "And you will stay in here until I say other wise! When I come back from the bar you better be here or there will be trouble do you understand me!" he yelled.
I did not answer him nor did I look his way I just stared at the floor blankly.
"ESME ANSWER ME!" he yelled.
"Y-yes….I understand" I managed to choke out.
With that Charles left with out looking back, once he left I walked to the bathroom to examine my swollen purple eye. Then I started to cry I must get out of here….leave this place for the sake of my baby….I thought. I ran away from my house as fast as I could then I realized I no place to go. I thought for a moment then realized my child hood friend lived near by on the riverbed so I headed to her house. Once I got there she took me in immediately and I told her all that happened to me threw my life she told me I was welcome to stay as long as I needed to and she promised she would never let Charles get his hands on me again. After a few months passed I was happy again I was not longer being beaten I was living the happy care free life I've always wanted to live. Then it was finally time for me to give birth to my baby. After the painful hours of labor I endured I gave birth to my beautiful son I named him Tomas. He was absolutely gorgeous the most beautiful baby I have ever seen and he was mine, but sadly a few days after he was born he died of lung infection. Once I lost him I had no idea what to do…I was broken I felt numb as if I could never feel again. After they released me from the hospital I had no idea what to do or where to go I felt alone in the world. So I wondered around aimlessly until I found myself standing on a cliff, I looked down at the long drop before me and I thought of my son he was so beautiful the only thing perfect in my life I could call my own….gone…What is the point? I thought as I let one foot dangle over the edge. Then I jumped as I was falling I thought of the beautiful doctor who cared for my broken leg I remembered his cold touch, his blonde hair, his eyes, his velvet voice then my thoughts drifted to my son Tomas how I miss him dearly but then I realized I will all be ok again soon. Then I hit the floor with extreme force I heard pops and cracks from bones in my body but I was not dead I could still heard everything around me but I couldn't seem to open my eyes. Then I heard voices around me.
"What happened?" one voice asked.
"I seen her jump!" the other said.
"Is she dead?"
"Yes" the other said sadly.
"Well lets take her to the morgue then" the man said.
Then I felt myself being lifted I didn't understand want was happening my body ached why didn't they understand I was not dead? Didn't they hear me breathing? I'm not dead! my head screamed oh how I wanted to scream that to the men but I couldn't find my words. Then I felt my body being lowered on a cold table and the foot steps drifted away and I just laid there in pain wishing for someone to save me. Then I heard foot steps and the sound of the door opening "Help me! I'm still alive!" I wanted to say but I still could not find my words.
Carlisle's POV
I walked into the morgue because I smelt a very familiar scent I recognized as I walked inside the room where the body's were held I saw her Esme Platt. She was about twenty six now and she was absolutely beautiful why was she here? Then I heard a faint heart beat coming from her She's still alive! I thought as I scooped her up in my arms and ran as fast as I could toward my home. Once I got there my son Edward was at my side immediately.
"Carlisle what happened?" he asked as he looked at the mangled body in my arms.
"I know her….I met her long ago….I …I need to change her!" I said anxiously as I ran into my study and placed her on my sofa. Oh Esme….how could this of happened to you?….What had become of the happy beautiful young girl ten years ago?….Oh Esme….he thought sadly as he looked at her beautiful face.
Esme's POV
I felt myself being scooped up into someone's arms then I felt intense wind hitting my face. What is happening? thought. Then I was falling in and out of sleep all I heard around me was the voices of two men the voices seemed very beautiful but sadly I did not catch their names. Then I felt myself being lowered on a soft surface a sofa perhaps? Then I felt incredibly cold hands touching my face. Why do these hands feel so familiar? I thought then I heard a voice.
"Esme….I promise you'll be alright soon….I will make the pain go away" the voice whispered.
Go away? And how did this man know my name?
Carlisle's POV
After I put Esme on the sofa I started to stroke her face then my gaze drifted to her neck. I am sorry for what I'm about to do Esme….but after this new pain passes you will feel well again….I promise I thought as I moved her beautiful curly Carmel colored hair away from her neck. As I looked at her beautiful creamy neck I felt the venom fill my mouth but before I bit into her I lightly kissed her on the cheek then moved my lips to her neck and kissed her there. Then I inhaled deeply and sunk my teeth deep within her creamy flesh it was difficult to pull myself away but I managed to keep control. Then her beautiful brown eyes snapped open and she arched her back in pain letting blood curdling screams go threw the house.
"I'm sorry….Esme…" I muttered.
I watched her sadly and held onto her hand and stroked in hoping to calm her in anyway possible. Then Edward came in and stared at her.
"How do you know her?" he asked.
"When she was sixteen…..she broke her leg….and I put it in a brace….she was such a beautiful happy girl…." I whispered as I thought back at the memory.
"You love her don't you?" Edward asked curiously.
"Yes son I believe I do…" I admitted.
"I read her thoughts…." Edward whispered.
"What did she say? Dose she need anything?" I asked.
"No….she is terribly confused….and now….well you probably know what she's thinking now" Edward said.
I nodded then turned my head toward Esme and watched her intently.
"I promise I will be by your side until you wake up" I whispered.
Esme's POV
As I laid there I felt the man's cold icy lips touch my cheek then my neck and then he sunk his teeth into my neck. It hurt horribly then I felt a horrible burning sensation as if someone threw me into a fire. It was an agonizing feeling it started at my neck then spread threw my whole body why didn't anyone put out the fire? Was I really on fire? I had no idea what was happening. Then I felt a cold hand on mine stroking it gently it must have been the man who found me it soothed me a bit but the burning was something I could not ignore. Then everything started to go black when everything went black it didn't hurt as bad. Then the next time the blackness disappeared it hurt but not as bad but I was still on fire…please wouldn't someone put out this fire?
Carlisle's POV
It has been two days since I bit Esme and her blood is almost fully turned I only hoped she wasn't in too much pain. If there was anything I could do I would do it in a heart beat. As I sat there I ran my hand threw her hair gently admiring her beautiful features like the color of her hair in the just the right light it shined, and her adorable nose how cute it must look when she laughs, and her beautiful full lips how I wanted to press my lips to hers, her long beautiful eye lashes this woman is perfect in everyway, and I love her more than the wakening world. Esme the pain will be over soon I promise.