The most passionate lovestory
I don't own any of the characters in this story *sniff sniff*. They all belong to the Great Stephenie Meyer.
BTW: I decided I'm going to try and write in both Esmé's and Carlisle's pov. Hope you'll like it! And don't forget to press at that button on the bottom of this page. Thanks a lot! I love everyone who read my stories and added them to there favorites.
Cpov:
Finally, after a long day of work I could return to my wife and children. It has been a very long day. Operations; a broken leg; a concussion; a fractured finger… And that wasn't even all of it. No, to say that I was happy to go home and see my family again was a big underestimation. During my drive home I got more eager to see Esmé with every passing second. My loving wife. I never met someone so loving, so passionate as her. The moment she entered the hospital decades ago, people already kept her for dead. But I still heard that faint heartbeat. The moment I saw her I knew there was no other way to save her. I had to make her a vampire…
Epov:
I looked at the clock: 6:00 pm. Carlisle should be on his way home now. With that I got a smile on my face. I went on cleaning the house, not that it was really necessary. And then I started to make a grocery list since Bella was coming over tomorrow. By around 6:30 Carlisle arrived home. I ran out the kitchen to greet my husband. Normally I wasn't like this, but today Bella was studying and the rest of my children had gone hunting since it was sunny. 'Carlisle, you're home!', I squealed. Carlisle chuckled at this. 'Yes love, I'm home.'. We shared a short, yet passionate kiss. His arms wound around my waist. When we pulled apart I sighed happily. I had gotten everything I could wish for and more. I now had a perfect family; my man; my three sons and daughters all of them happy with their mate's. Everyone got a happy ending. Carlisle stripped out of his jacket and then pulled me to the loveseat in the living room.
Cpov:
Flashback:
I had listened carefully if anyone was around. Then I slowly bent down, with the intention to bite her but instead I kissed her on her forehead. I felt some sort of electrical shock, but it was…nice. Surprised by my one actions I murmured: 'Everything is going to be alright.' It was meant to sooth her, but then I realized I tried to sooth myself to for my selfishness. I bent down once again and then I bit her in her neck. I picked her up and ran to our house, where Edward was waiting. I told him what had happened, but left out the details of the weird feelings I got and the kiss on her head, afraid that Edward would be even angrier with me. He probably already thought of me as cruel as I destroyed another soul in his eyes. But Edward being a mind reader knew what happened and what was going on in my head. 'I don't think it's selfish Carlisle, and I'm not mad at all. I don't like seeing another soul being damned into this life, but I can't blame you. And as for your feelings…Do you think you love her Carlisle? Even though you barely know her?' I was shocked by his response, but the shock didn't last very long since Esmé started shuddering. The pain was finally setting in…
Three days went by. And they were three Painful days. Esmé kept screaming. I wanted to give her morphine against the pain, but not knowing what it would do, I decided against it. The days weren't only painful for Esmé. I killed me to have to listen to her piercing screams all the time, and not being able to do anything. Edward tried to sooth me, but after a while he gave up and went to pick up some clothes for Esmé at her house. Probably just to have an excuse so he could leave the house and have some peace inside his head. I couldn't really blame him. It was a painful 72 hours, but they went by. It was about time for Esmé to wake up. I had dressed her in clean clothes when she blacked out. She started to move slightly, and with that the worries for a uncontrollable newborn started to sink in my head. What if she couldn't control herself? What if she didn't want to live this life? What if she didn't want to follow the diet? What if she hated me? That last thought wasn't about the newborn stage of a vampire, but about the way she thought of me. I didn't think I could bare it if she hated me. I didn't know why I worried so much. After all I barely knew this woman. But something seemed to draw me to her. I didn't quiet understand it myself. Was it her beautiful caramel coloured hair, with the slightest of curls in it? Was it her heart shaped face, with so much care and friendliness in it? 'Carlisle, she's waking up, be aware,' Edward warned me. I nodded briefly. I wondered how she would react to this new life, this new area, to Edward, to me… Especially the last thought bothered me. But the concern really started to sink in when she slowly started to open her eyes. She blinked a few times, as if she had difficulty with it. She started to sit up and look around when her eyes fell on Edward and then me. Startled she jumped of the bed and backed away. I decided it was best to make a small talk so she would calm down, but before I had the chance to open my mouth she had already asked a question. 'Who are you?' I took a small and slow step in her direction and stuck my hand out. 'I'm Carlisle, and the boy here is Edward,' I said. Edward nodded politely in her direction. She seemed to have an inner battle with herself wether or not shake my hand, but eventually she took it. 'I'm Esmé. Now could you tell me, why I am alive, without any injuries or pain? And why am I here? Where am I?' That's where it started, all the questions. Eventually I told Esmé everything. Edward left, since we had decided it was best for Esmé to first learn everything, without another vampire in the room, who seemed to think it was normal to be faster then the wind, stronger than anything, hard as steel, beautiful as no one could describe, to be a vampire... She had, in return, told us about her past. It was cruel, to say the least. First of all she couldn't accomplish becoming a teacher, because of her parents forcing her to get married. Then when she finally married, the beast hit her, and yet she stayed with him. Later she found out she was pregnant, but after the child was born it died a few days after birth. This was the last Esmé could take, so with that she jumped of a cliff, with the hope to end her life…And yet she was here, in a second life, completely fine, like nothing had ever happend. Of course she had changed during the transformation. She was a little bit taller now, very pale, and her hair had grown a bit. The rest of the changes was the same to everyone: becoming incredibly strong, beautiful, fast and bloodthirsty. She had decided to live with us, and to keep to our diet. And that was how our beautiful eternity together started…
Epov
When he pulled us to the loveseat, I could already see that he was in deep thought. So I kept quiet, and just sat on his lap and rested my head on his chest. I sighed contently. I was very happy with my decision from decades ago, to stay here with him and Edward (since the other weren't created or here yet at that time). He had suggested living with them and being some sort of mother for Edward. I had doubted that he would want that, since he was seventeen in human years, and for the fact he was way more mature than any teenager. But Edward had accepted me, and now he seemed to be happy with the way things were. Carlisle posing as his dad and me as his 'mother'. Soon after getting used to them I started to feel something for Carlisle. At the time I thought it was just some great friendship, because we spent a lot of time together talking about our histories, likings, wantings, futures, stuff like that. But than I started to feel more, and now we've been married for decades, and have three sons and daughters since I already saw Bella as my daughter. It was more than I ever imagined. More then I ever could wish for.
Cpov
When I broke free from my thoughts, I saw Esmé had placed herself in my lap and rested her head against my chest. I unconsciously stroked my fingers through her hair. I planted a small kiss on her head and sighed happily. Finally home. My Esmé finally got back what she gave: the most passionate love.
Sorry! I know it sucks and all, but school began and after two days I'm already stuck up with loads of homework. I have to learn two new languages, and I really suck at math. So here it is and please press the button below to tell me how much I screwed up.
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