Hey everybody. This is my first fanfic. I know this chapter isn't very good, but I had to get out their meeting or I wouldn't be able to get to the better parts. Obliviously I don't own any of the characters, only my ideas. Thank you for reading.
Meeting
Killing people was easy. Saving them was the hard part. Maybe it's just me, but I believe if you can take a life you should know how to save one.
I had just come out of my fourth surgery at Mercy Hospital Anderson. I was exhausted, but that was a feeling I was used to. I was walking across the park close to the hospital; I never bothered to learn the name, when I heard a man yelling. I, being nosy, decided to see what was happening. A large man towered over the smaller woman he held by the arm. He was screaming at her and I felt my anger raise (I hated men intimidated or harmed woman and children). "You're such a fucking whore!" he screamed and I noticed the tears in her eyes "who the hell were you sleeping with?" he threw her to the ground and pointed at a little boy, no older than two, "whose bastared is that?" Of course I was beyond pissed by the time the little boy started running in my direction. I knelt down and held my arms out to him, which he ran into. He was so adorable even with the tears in his big brown eyes and his wavy brown hair tasseled. He buried his face in my chest as the tears fell. The woman was lifted off the ground and I looked up just in time to see him slap her across the face, sending her back in to the dirt.
I had had enough. "Excuse me, sir." I waited until he looked into my, no doubt ice cold, eyes "If you would like to keep your life I suggest you not lay another hand on her." Acid dripped form my words. "Mind your own business, kid." He went to push me, which I quickly side stepped. Grabbing his outstretched arm, I pushed it behind his back and sweep kicked his legs out from under him. "Stay down" I advised and went to help up the woman. Her whole body was shaking and she jumped when I touched her. "it's alright, miss." I forced a smile and closed my eyes so she wouldn't see my murderous glare. She took my hand and a shock shot through me. My eyes flung open to meet hers. They exactly like the little boy's big, brown, and tear-filled. Her gaze held fear and shock, but also compassion and love. "th-thank you." She stuttered in a beautiful voice as I helped her to her feet. I felt the tingle as the man rushed behind me. I turned quickly and connected me free fist to his jaw, breaking it instantly. He dropped to the ground and blood pooled a little out of his mouth. Taking the woman's hand and adjusting the boy so he could see, I led them away from the man.
After a silent moment she spoke up softly "You never told me your name." "Carlisle" I said without thinking. Usually I would lie to random people, but I couldn't bring myself to lie to this woman. "Carlisle." She repeated. Hearing my name fall lightly from her lips made my jeans tighten. What the hell? I never get this feeling from my name I thought. "I'm Esme and that is Emmett." She pointed to the curly headed boy in my arms who still had tears in his eyes. "Esme, to love. Emmett, energetic" I stated "I have a son too, his name is Jasper, meaning treasure. He's almost two." I noticed Esme's face fall slightly at the mention of my son. "Emmett two." He stated with a wide grin which revealed dimples. I laughed at his wording. "Thank you again, Carlisle." Esme said as she reached for Emmett. I ran my finger across her lips before kissing her lightly. Electricity shot through my veins, followed by lust and a feeling I had never before felt. She stood ridged and I pulled away and apologized. "no, it's okay, I mean, I, um, thanks." She stammered and lightly touched her lips. Her face was hot with a deep blush and she looked to the ground as she spoke "could you, by any chance, do that again?" And I did
Her hands came in to my hair. I hated when people touched my hair, but it felt amazing with her. I cupped her face with my free hand and rubbed circles on her face. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I groaned as I broke our kiss. I chuckled when I saw Aro across the screen. "Hello, sweetness, we haven't spoken in a while. I've missed your voice." I answered and tried to take Esme's hand, but she pulled out of my grasp with a hurt expression. "I know I've missed you so much. Carlisle, baby you should call more, I've been felling abandoned." He said seriously and I started to laugh "Okay, Aro, be serious. What do you need, because I'm a little busy." "The anniversary of your mother's death is in two days, are you coming to Italy to grieve?" he asked. "I can't, I'm busy." I said. "Caius and Marcus will be disappointed." He stated. I shrugged "what's new? Anyway, I have to go." "Arrivederci, cousin." "più tardi." I replied as I hung up and turned back to Esme.
"Your wife?" she asked as she looked at her shifting feet. I felt my eyes grow wide as I lifted her face to meet my gaze. "It was my cousin. I'm not married." I rubbed her jaw line with my thumb, trying to reassure her. "but Jasper's mother?" she asked. I, for some reason, felt I had to explain to her "You don't have to be married to have a child, you don't even have to me in love. Jasper's mother was a girl I dated over two years ago. She got pregnant right before I told her I was leaving, so I took Jasper and made sure she would never be in his life. Legally, Jasper had no mother." "I'm sorry, please don't be mad at me." Her fingers brushed across my face. "I'm not." I pressed into her hand.
I went to pick up Jasper from day care and she came with me. All the kids ran out of the school screaming, except my son. He was always calm and pretty quiet, but not shy. He walked over to me with a smile on his face and held up a picture. I could tell it was him and me. Jasper was an amazing artist; even for being two "Carwiaw" he said childishly "look what me make in schoow" I knelt down next to him and sat Emmett on my knee. "Wow son, that's amazing, is it you and me?" I asked and he nodded "well this is Emmett and his mother Esme, can you say hi?" I asked. "Hewwo I'm Jasper Awen Cuwwen." He held out his hand and I started to laugh "Jasper you watch me do business way too much." Of course he never really saw me do business, but he saw me meet with people. Emmett shook his hand and smiled. I stood back up, bringing both boys with me. "So your son calls you Carlisle?" Esme asked. "Sometimes." I replied "I'm Carlisle, Dad, Father, Daddy, Papà for him it doesn't matter what he calls me as long as I answer." She nodded at my answer as we headed back to the park. "Carwiaw, can we gets ice cweam, pees?" Jasper pet my head. "I'm not a dog, son." I said and moved my head. "Good boy." He laughed as he continued petting. I sighed and dropped him and grabbing the back of his shirt, swinging him lightly. Esme gasped at my quick movement, probably thinking I wouldn't catch him. Emmett was laughing as Jasper kicked around and laughed "Papà mi ha messo giù." He spoke in Italian. "You want down? Nope." I teased as I swung him lightly. "Dad, pees." Emmett continued to laugh hysterically. "Can I?" I asked Esme and nodded to Emmett. She shrugged "don't drop him." I moved him in the same way I had Jasper and swung them both. They laughed and screamed as we headed to the ice cream parlor.
"Carlisle?" Esme got my attention "Are your eyes really like that?" she touched my face lightly with her finger tips as we stood in line at the ice cream parlor. I had put the boys down as long as they promised to wait in line next to us. My eyes have always been a topic I hated. One was blue and the other was green, it was weird. "Yeah, weird huh?" I asked. "no," she shook her head "they're amazing and beautiful." I placed my hand on her cheek and inched closer to her, our lips were just about to touch when a nasally voice spoke up.
"Dr. Cullen, it's nice to see you again," she fake laughed "what can I get for you?" she leaned over the counter and twirled her hair around her finger as she chomped on her gum. "boys?" I asked "chocolate!" they both screamed. "no I want chocolate." Emmett crossed his arms over his chest. "No I said it first." Jasper retaliated. They continued arguing until they Jasper yelled "dad" as Emmett yelled "mom". "That's enough. We're inside so don't scream. Both of you can get chocolate. There's no reason to act like babies." Esme said sternly. "But Emmett's copyin Jasper." My son protested. "Am not, butthead!" Emmett pushed him. "Emmett Dale apologize right now. You two can get the same kind, one of you can change, or you can get nothing. Decide now. If you fight then you'll get nothing, understand?" she said clearly in a tone that only mothers seemed to be able to speak in. "Yes ma'am" the boys said and started talking to each other as I spoke to Esme "Mommy's mad." I smiled. I hadn't smiled in forever, but it felt nice. "Carlisle." She warned and gave me a stern look than made my dick twitch. "Emmett sayed stwabewwy." Jasper spoke up and Emmett nodded. Esme ordered vanilla and I got rainbow sorbet.
We met every afternoon at the school because Esme decided to enroll Emmett. We talked and watched the boys play. We would steal kisses and even a few touches after a while. I learned that she hated peaches, but they were Emmett's favorite fruit. I learned the man from the first day was Emmett's father and she only had sex with him once because he had practically forced her. She was very close to her father until he walked out when she was six and only saw him about twice a year until she was 18 and cut off all ties. Even though they still lived together, Esme and her mother never got along and she hated Emmett. She was a decorator and made good money from it at times and was broke at others. She was a year older than me, but that didn't bother me. I learned she was afraid of lightning, but liked to play in the rain. She knows martial arts, but never went to competitions so didn't know if she was any good. She loves children and always wanted a lot of them, just didn't plan on it happening so quickly.
I told her a lot about myself too. She knew that I was a player in high school. I knew many different types of martial arts. I graduated medical school at 20, the same year I had Jasper. My family is from Italy. My mother died when I was 7 and I was put into foster care until my uncle adopted me at 12. I left out the part about his brother trying to kill me. And that I had no siblings, but was close to my three cousins. And so much more, though I left out my family business. Theat would've pushed her away and I needed her.