I think I might cry! I just wrote the first chapter of my story, pressed back-space and now it's all gone! Another one of my dumb-blonde mistakes! Anyways! This is my first ever story! Oooh! Quite excited! I hope you guys all like it, but if you don't review and tell me how to improve. Sorry for any spelling or punctuation mistakes! I'm not perfect!

Vampirism: All vampires except Bella.

Disclaimer: Seriously? If I owned Twilight, or any of the characters, would I be writing a FANfiction? I don't think so!

Anyways... Here's the story! Enjoy!x

EsmePOV:

Me and Carlisle had just finished hunting. We were strolling, at a human pace, holding hands and having a silent conversation. I didn't need my son's mind-reading ability to read my husband's mind. He was telling me he loved me. I replied with my eyes that I loved him more. And I knew he knew what I had said as he chuckled lightly and whispered...

"You can never love me as much as I love you." If I was human, my heart would have melted. But my rock-hard un-beating heart stayed solid.

"You really don't know how much I love you, do you?" I asked him.

"Oh, I do," He answered. "But I just love you more!"

"Imposs-" I was interrupted by the sound of metals being slammed together at extreme force and then a minor explosion. I glanced up at the flawless face of my husband searching for agreement. We had to help. I found it, and a fraction of a second later, we were there. At the scene of the accident. It was horrible. From the lorry, I caught the smell of alcohol, but I couldn't hear a heart-beat. The drunk lorry driver was dead. I felt a moment of sorrow before I turned to the mangled car beside me. I took Carlisle's hand in mine, and we leaned into the smashed window.

In the driver's seat was a man. He had dark curly hair and chocolate brown eyes. But they were still and glassy, un-moving. I strained my ears for the heart beat coming from his chest. There was none. He was dead.

I bit back a sob, and turned to the woman in the passenger seat. Even though covered in blood, I held my breath, I could easily make out her beauty. She was astonishing. She had lighter hair than her husband, almost dark blonde, and lighter eyes. They were hazel, but all the same, incredibly beautiful. Her heart beat was weak, and slowing. She needed help.

She suddenly grabbed my hand. I gasped. I didn't think she had that much strength left. She whimpered, but still started her sentence.

"M-my B-Bella, please, s-save m-my l-little Bella..." She looked into my eyes, and I could see the agonizing pain in them. So, lost for words, I nodded my head. With that, she smiled, content. She closed her eyes. Her heart beat one last time. And she was gone...

I dry sobbed, being a vampire enabling me to cry. I had only just met this woman, but I felt as if I needed to help her. And this is when I heard the whimper in the back of the car.

As I looked at the small child, I couldn't help but gasp. This child was beautiful, so beautiful. She was her mother, but with her father's colours of hair and eyes. Her skin was pale, but her cheeks were a rosy pink. She had her fathers thick curls, framing her face and her mother's big eyes, but chocolate-brown, instead of hazel. She was around three years old, not much older than my own baby had been. I felt a sudden urge to go cradle her in my arms, whisper to her that everything would be okay, hum her a lullaby until she closed her lavender eyelids and dreamt sweet dreams, stroke her hair, and promise to keep her safe. Just like I had with my own baby...

I quickly brushed these thoughts away, and focused my sensitive eyes on her breath-taking face. I couldn't get over how beautiful and sweet this child was. I remembered what her mother had called her, Bella. What a beautiful name. Perfect...

I was awoken from my day-dream by the piercing shrieks of the ambulance. Carlisle had obviously called for it while I was in my trance. As it rounded the corner, he ran over to it to inform them of Bella's parent's and the lorry driver's conditions. I decided to help by bringing Bella over to them.

"Hey there, sweetie. My name is Esme Cullen. That man is my husband, Carlisle. We want to help you, and we would never hurt you, okay?" She nodded. "Do you mind me carrying you to the ambulance? They need to check you over, to make sure you're not hurt." She nodded again and smiled. I again, had to bite my lip against the gasp. Lost for words, I smiled, and held out my arms towards her, she climbed into them without hesitation. I walked slowly towards the ambulance. Not wanting to startle her. I cradled her against my chest. Where she belonged...

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