A/N: hello everyone! It's me again! Ok so I'm really bored (I have more or less 160 pages of latin and greek hw to do due 2 weeks, but I'm not doing them, so I'm bored) so I, while I was in my hotel room I started thinking about yet another Carlisle 1shot. It's really pointless and I think it sucks a little, it's not edited so it'll be horrible on the grammar side. But I decided to post it anw. Stupid, I know.
Well, good reading!:P
" So Miss Platt, what have you done to be in this condition?" the doctor asked the young girl who was lying in the hospital bed of the Columbus Hospital.
" I fell from a tree sir" answered back politely the young girl.
" I see, well let me check the injuries" said the doctor, lifting up his face looking the girl's one for the first time. He remained awestruck by what he saw.
The young girl, reading her cartel, was sixteen, had light blue eyes, quite full pink lips and long caramel hair that reached her petite shoulders. She had the most sweet face he ever saw in his entire time on this planet.
He started to do his job. The job he fought and worked so hard to be able to do.
He slowly controlled her leg. When he touched her skin he was embraced by the most wonderful sensation.
Her skin.
Her skin was pink and delicate at sight, but touching it was another thing, entirely.
It was extremely soft, slightly warm and flawless. And believe him because he had and very enhanced sense of touch.
Then he was hit by her smell. She smelled like honey, he could almost fell the sugar in his mouth, taste her. So warm, so intense, but delicate, so…sweet.
But that didn't distracted him. He wasn't too much tempted. She wasn't his cantante, luckily.
" It's broken" he stated to the girl, who was looking at him, her head tilted to her side, a hint of curiosity in her young eyes.
"Oh" was all she said. She continued looking at the doctor, a smile on her face.
" I'm sorry, but what is your name sir?" she questioned while he stood up from his crouching position beside her bed.
" My name is Carlisle Cullen, Miss Platt. Nice to meet you" he smiled at her and for some seconds she couldn't either blink or breathe.
Then, Miss Platt, extended a hand to him, supposedly for shake it.
"I'm Esme, Esme Platt, please don' t call me Miss. It sound weird and cold. I'd prefer Esme" and, said that, she smiled again.
" Alright, Esme. So, it's only fair if you call me Carlisle" he said back.
" Oh, no, I can't" she was slightly embarrassed.
" And can I ask you why, Miss Esme?" he asked leaning toward her. It was more like bent down to her.
" Well, because you are a man, a doctor" she said like it was obvious.
" So?" the doctor was genuinely surprised.
" So, it's not respectful. A young lady can't talk like that to a man. Thinking of it, I was very inappropriate before. I apologize doctor Cullen" she lowered her head.
" I don't think so. I'd really like if you call me by my name, Miss Platt. But if you don't want, I completely understand and I won't be offended in any way" he was serious and truthful.
"If you wish so" the girl said shyly.
" I wish so" he smiled , then checked his watch " Well, now I must go to other patients. I will return later, in the evening. Bye, Esme" he was still smiling.
" Bye, doc- Carlisle" .
When he closed the door Esme found her heart beating madly and a strange feeling on her cheeks. They were warmer than the rest of her body.
For the first time in her sixteen years of life, she blushed.
The day passed quickly and boringly for Doctor Cullen. He loved his job, but that day there wasn't much interesting to do.
He had to admit, however, that Esme girl was definitely interesting. She was so young and innocent, so full of life and shy. It was really a good girl. Sure, in his eyes she was a child. Like a daughter, if you want to put it in this way, like Edward was a son in his eyes.
He found himself thinking of her numerous times during the day.
After many patients, after dinner time, he decided to go to her room, to see how she was doing.
" So, Esme, how are you doing?"
" Fine, but my leg hurts".
"I'm sorry, medicines do what they can" he sounded really sad for her, and that made her feel guilty.
"Oh, well is not that much. I can resist" she smiled to confirm her words.
After that there was a long silence.
Doctor Cullen knew that he should had went away from her room long ago, but he couldn't make himself leave.
"So, where do you live, if I can ask, Doctor Cullen? I never saw you around. Well I'm not from here, but I come frequently so…" she was afraid she had said too much.
"Carlisle" he sighed.
"Carlisle" she nodded, correcting herself.
" Well I live a little out of town" he responded gently.
Esme was dying for ask a question. She made up the courage and said the words.
"With who?" she played with her fingers, more like tortured them.
" With my younger brother" he answered. He consider Edward more a son than a brother, but this was the story they told.
"Oh, I see" she was somewhat relieved. He wasn't married. Not that that meant he was interested in her, but…Did she want, in the end, he interested in her? She wasn't so sure. This was one of the rare times she was truly confused.
"What about you, Esme? You said you don't live here, so where do you live?" he politely asked her.
" Well, I live in farm, my parents' farm with them. It's not near here. We went here because my doctor wasn't in town and the hospital was the nearest thing".
"I understand" another sigh.
"Well I deduce you live among animals. Isn't that …how do you say…gross, for a young lady like you?"
"Oh no, I like animals. I love them. Horse is my favourite animals, I had one but he died three months ago" she saddened thinking about her loved horse, a gift her parents gave her when she was ten.
"I'm sorry" Carlisle said, felling guilty for made her think about sad things.
"There's no problem at all, Carlisle. Sooner or later, we had to say goodbye" she maturely mused.
"Do you like animals, Carlisle?" she suddenly asked.
He laughed to himself at the ambiguity of her question.
"Yes, you could say I like animals" he responded trying to hold his laughter.
The girl's eyes sparkled "Really? What's your favourite?"
And so they continued talking all night, and Esme easily forgot the pain her broken leg caused her. Without notice it they stayed up all night, till dawn broke in the hospital room.
"Well, it's pretty early, Esme. You played dirty, I shouldn't have stayed with you. You needed, and need, rest" he said partially jokingly, partially seriously. He got up from the chair he sat all night.
"I'm sorry, Carlisle."
They looked at each other.
"So, will I see you tomorrow?" she asked hopeful.
"I'm afraid not Esme. Tomorrow I'll leave the town, I got a new job in another hospital. And you don't need to stay in hospital anymore" he was a little sad at the idea of leaving her.
"Oh" she tried to hide her sadness.
"So, is this a goodbye, Carlisle? I will never see you again?" she fought back tears.
"No, it's not a goodbye. It's an arrivederci , Esme" he said with a little smile.
"Arrivederci?" she asked confused, tilting her head.
"Yes, it's an Italian word. I don't believe there is a translation in English" he then thought about it " Well, more or less, is a 'bye' but it's somewhat more formal. It's not a goodbye, however".
"Yes, but what it means, if it's not a goodbye?"
"It's like a ' see you in the future, see you soon'" he explained her.
Understanding crossed Esme features, that brightened instantly.
"I like it! I hate goodbyes" then she added " Goodbyes are sad, don't you think Carlisle?" his name ran on her tongue like it was made for be pronounced by her.
"Yes, goodbyes are sad" he stared deeply into these wonderful , full of life, innocent light blue eyes.
"So, do you think we will really meet again?" she smiled.
"Yes, Esme, I think we will meet each other, again" and, surprisingly, he really believed it.
"Then, arrivederci Carlisle" she waved at him.
"Arrivederci, Esme" and said that he walked out the door and went home, directed towards his and Edward's house, ready to live another town, another life.
But before they crossed the town limits, he threw a last glance at the hospital and mentally added
"See you soon".
A/N: ok so here I am. Hope it wasn't too atrocious. If it was sorry. Feel free to flame, if you have at least read it…:P