AN: Here is a new story of mine. DONT LIKE DONT READ. If you do like it REVIEW and tell me why or what you liked about it. I love positive feedback and what you think. If you're just going to tell me you don't like certain things about it or the entire plot, SORRY I can NOT please everyone, that is pretty much impossible.
Carlisle POV:
"Papa! Papa!" I heard a small, tinkling voice yell, before a small body collided with my knee, grasping on for dear life. Knowing it was my 3 year old daughter Isabella, I didn't worry, but instead I picked her up, and held her on my hip.
"Can you play chase with me?" She asked me, pleading with her big brown doe-eyes.
It was almost impossible to say no to her when she did that with her beautiful eyes. But as much as I would have loved to just stay home and play with her, instead of going out and killing, I had a job to do.
"Sorry sweetie, but I have to go out for a hunt."
"But I have no one to play with, I don't have a mommy, and I can't go out and make friends. I'm so lonely. Can't I just go out and make just one friend to play with? Please?" She asked in a heartbreaking voice, while pouting. I almost gave in right then, but I knew the consequences if anyone found out I had a child out of wedlock.
"You know you can't go out where anyone will see you. They won't understand. And you do have a mommy, she just died before you got a chance to meet her, you know that. She would have loved you with everything she had." I told her.
"I know, it's just I wish you were around more often, you are all that I need. I just hate being alone and you're always gone on your hunts." Bella sighed dejected.
"Trust me I hate going out and killing, but I only do it so you're safe. I don't know what I would do if I lost you." I said while kissing her on her nose, knowing it would tickle her nose.
And just like that, she started giggling. Ah, what I would do to have her laugh like that all the time, so innocent and carefree. Still giggling she choked out
"Papa! You know that tickles me, when you kiss me on my nose." All problems, momentarily, forgotten. And just like every other time she says that to me after I kiss her on her nose I ask her
"Would you like me to stop kissing you on your nose?" I ask her, already knowing her answer.
"No! Do it again!" She yelled while giggling her angel laugh.
I kissed her on her nose, as well as her forehead, cheeks, chin, and lips, all quickly changing from one to the other. She was giggling and squealing in my arms.
Finally, I stopped, and stared at her deep brown eyes and said with all the love that I possessed
"I love you, Isabella. Don't ever forget that. And never doubt for one second that I don't. Everything I do, I do for you because you are my entire world. I may not always be around but always know that even if I am not around I will always be in your heart. Just like you are in mine. Okay? Do you understand?" Even though I know she did. She was just like me, wise beyond her years. Even though she was only three, she could talk fluently and understand exactly what I talk about. I always told her how much I loved her before a hunt, just in case something happened to me, but I couldn't even fathom what would happen to her if that did happened. No one could knew she existed, so I don't know what would happen to her if I died. I was all she had.
She looked right at me, "Yes I understand. I love you too papa. Please, don't ever leave me...you're all I have." She pleaded in an agonizing voice. I knew then at that moment that I could never leave her. If I did, I knew that it would have to be the hardest thing I would ever have to do.
"Never, I promise, I will never willingly leave you. I love you, forever..."
"...And ever." She finished off for me.
It was something we always said to each other before we had to leave one another, or we saw each other again. With that I tucked her in, said goodnight and that I would see her in the morning, she then proceeded to tell me to be safe and kill her some monsters. I laughed and said I would do my best. As I was heading out I couldn't shake this foreboding feeling, like something bad was going to happen and it was telling me to turn around and to stay with Isabella. As I was going to do that, I then thought about all those monsters out there and them getting to Isabella. With that thought in mind I turned around and headed off to lead the hunt.
As we were looking for them, my mind drifted off and thought of how I met Isabella's mother Elizabeth. It was a year before Isabella was born and I was 19 years old planning taking over being pastor, once my father was too frail to do it. I had went down to the market after finishing lessons with my father that day, when I had ran into this women, thus causing her to fall, along with all her food. As I bent down to help her up, she looked at me with these huge brown eyes and said sorry. To me! I quickly hurried to apologies and said, as I helped her up,
"No, no it's my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going." As she was brushing her dress looking down not meeting my eyes she said in a soft voice,
"No really, it was my fault; I am very much a walking accident waiting to happen. This happens a lot."
"Running into strangers?" I asked laughing, she finally looked at me in the eyes and I finally got a proper look at her.
She was beautiful. Big brown beautiful soulful eyes looked at me with huge long, thick eyelashes framing her eyes. Her heart shaped face and long very dark, brown hair with naturally big soft curls made her look that much more like an angel. She was average height, about 5'4, making her look small compared to my 6'2, and she was thin and petite. Basically she took my breath away. I was interrupted from my staring when she started talking again.
"Um, ugh, no. falling. And accidents. And the occasional running into. I'm a bit clumsy. T-thank you for helping me though." She stuttered. It was then that I realized that I didn't know her actual name.
"My name is Carlisle, you are...?" I inquired.
"My name is Elizabeth." She answered.
"Well it was nice meeting you Elizabeth. May I accompany you somewhere?" I asked, trying to be a gentleman. Elizabeth looked at me, thinking.
"I guess you could walk me home. But my parents mustn't find out, they are big believers in the church and restrict me to no male contact."
"Why?"
"They believe that any contact with any male who is not blood related will tarnish my purity. And that no one will want to marry me if I am tainted." She said in a crestfallen voice, looking down. I didn't want her looking down; she should never hide such a lovely face. "Oh my, I don't know why I am telling you-a stranger-this. I will be going now nice to meet you." She continued, looking down while walking away from me.
Deep inside me I knew I couldn't let her walk away. It wasn't an all consuming love or anything, but adoration, and an infatuation that I was curious to find out what it lead too.
And find out I did. Later on I found out that those feelings lead to my beautiful daughter Isabella. Elizabeth had died soon after childbirth, but got to hold Isabella before she passed away. In those few moments that she held Isabella, I could clearly see how much she really loved her. I would never regret meeting Elizabeth and having Isabella. They have changed my life so much.
I was brought out of my musing by the screams of my fellow hunters. Looking around I saw that most of them were already dead and the ones who weren't, were chasing the monster that did this. Following my own trail, I saw some movement by the sewers. While getting a closer look, I saw a fast movement from the corner of my eye. Suddenly I was pinned against the building wall and felt someone bite my neck. Then they were gone and I was left in the street with this burning sensation starting at my neck and spreading rapidly to the rest of my body. I had to think; I can't scream otherwise people would hear me and see that I am obviously turning into the monster that did this to me. The obvious solution was to hide. So I started crawling to a potato cellar to hide the abomination that I am.
To distract myself from the searing pain I started to think about Isabella. What was going to happen to her? I surely couldn't go back to her like this. From what I saw, I'd more than likely kill her! And that was NOT an option. I would have to do the very thing I swore I would never do. I have to leave her. What will happen to her, I just could not think about. Hopefully someone will find her, or she will go out of the house and find a nice person to take care of her. She will grow old, have a nice, respectful husband, a whole lot of kids to carry on the family name, and then die peacefully in her sleep. But deep down I knew that was wishful thinking. She will be waiting at home for me, not knowing that I will never come, and then she'll hate me forever.
I didn't know how long it has been. Weeks, months, years. It all meant nothing now. I finally was able to open my eyes and I found out all of my senses were heightened and perfected. Looking into the reflection of the rain puddle near by, I saw my looks were perfected as well, but my once dark blue eyes are now a terrifying blood red. Taking an unneeded deep breathe, I smelt a human coming and I could help but growl at the wonderful sent of their blood. Suddenly, Isabella popped into my mind and I just couldn't do it. I couldn't be the monster I tried so hard to protect Isabella from. So I ran. I ran from the humans and their enticing smelling blood, I ran from the very little family I had left, and I ran from the most important person in my life. I ran from Isabella, leaving a piece of myself and my heart behind.
AN: Yes, there are a lot of stories like this. This is just my version of it. Hope you like it. TELL ME IF I SHOULD GO ON OR NOT. After all why continue if no one wants to read it.
***I know, I know, Elizabeth is really like Bella, but Bella has to get her personality from somewhere. Don't worry you will see part of Carlisle's personality in her too as the story goes on. After all she is REALLY smart and in future chapters you will see that. Plus I wanted Elizabeth to be a likable character, even though she doesn't live long. AND NO I was NOT trying to replace Esme. Esme will be in this story. Along with all the other characters. But if I continue this story, since these are different circumstances for Bella, she is going to be more confident and a bit meaner. I mean come on, you would too if your dad left you. She just doesn't know why he left her.
Next Chapter (If you guys want a next chapter): will be about Bella and her reaction to her dad, what happens to her, and how she deals with everything. Although it is kind of obvious what is going to happen to her.
Any questions about the story go ahead and PM me or ask me in a review. I will be happy to clear up any questions you have as long as they are not somehow insulting me and/or my stories, I repeat if you don't like it then move on, don't go making people feel bad, that's just not cool.
