The Light In My Darkness
It was near the end of my rounds when I hear about the tragedy. A young woman was brought in after having jumped from a cliff. No one understood why she wanted to end her life so suddenly. They just wheeled her into the morgue and left. Confusion of this woman's reasons was a nagging thought that followed me throughout the rest of the night. I was just about to sign out and leave as I heard the story...
"Her name was Esme Anne Platt Evenson." I could hear one nurse say. Why did that name sound familiar? "She just lost her son."She continued on. Sadness filled her voice and rang through my head. So that was the reason behind her jumping; well at least it was my perspective of things. I could just imagine losing Edward, my new son, who I turned during the Spanish Influenza outbreak. He was everything to me. Even though he didn't view my vegetarian life style as one he wanted to follow; the thought still brought sorrow to my heart.
Name: Dr. Carlisle Cullen, Time: 11:15 p.m. I filled out the log as the question of where I heard the young woman's name before remained to me a mystery. It was a low but persistent sound. Thud...Bu-bump...Thud...Bu-bump. No one seemed be concerned as to the sound of the faltering heart that so clearly rang in my ears now. I decided to follow the sound. It would be a shame to leave my medical duties and let someone die. Thud…Bu-bump…Thud…Bu-bump…Thud. The heart grew volume as I came closer to the site of it. Aha! I reached the sound. "Morgue?" the word broke through my head.
I pushed open the door and blurred to the slab that the heart beat was coming from. "Esme Anne Platt Evenson." The toe tag read. I pulled back the sheet and there she lay. Yes. That's why her name sounded so familiar. Esme Platt. A brown eyed woman with Carmel hair. She was only a teenager when we first met. Though I had seen her before, the motionless woman now held warmth to my cold heart. An emotion I couldn't place within my fathoms.
Change her. Change her! This was all I heard as my head was swirling at the warmth my heart had now come to know. LOVE! The only reason I could comprehend as to this feeling. Venom flowed in my mouth as I bit her, allowing its chemical structure to mend back together her broken body.
Stepping back to admire her I thought of her in comparison to Edward. He was my son, my companion but Esme. A smile hinted at my lips. Esme would be my lover; my mate.