Here's My Little Tribute to Esme! She Was so Neglected so I Decided to Write the Story of Her Past. Sorry if it's Suckish, I'm Not Exactly the Writer Type, I'm More of the Idea Person! But Anyway... I Hope You Enjoy!
And Now a Special Announcement...
Jasper: April Doesn't Own the Twilight Saga or Any of its Characters.
Me: *Glare*
Jasper: Except For Me :D
Me: Good Boy. Now Onto the Story!
"But Father!" I yelled in protest.
"Esme," he said firmly, "You are going to be married to Charles weather you like it or not."
"Please! I want to get out of Ohio, and go West! Become a school teacher! Why can't I make my own decisions?" I was near tears but I continued holding back my emotions to try and convince my parents.
"No, sweetie," my mother said softly, "You have to."
"I'm 22 years old! I should be able to choose how I want to live my life!" I had never spoken to them like this before, but I just couldn't marry Charles Evenson. I didn't love him, and I never could. My heart only beat for that doctor who saved me 6 years. Dr. Carlisle Cullen was the man of my dreams and no one could live up to his standards.
My father kneeled so he was my eye level and spoke, "Please, Esme, darling. Just do this for us."
I turned my head unable to look him in the eyes, "Fine, I'll marry Charles if it'll make you two happy."
They both stood up and smiled at me, "Thank you so much." I nodded and they walked away leaving me alone in my room. Slowly, I found myself curling up into a ball, and the tears started flowing uncontrollably.
Stop your crying, Esme, I thought to myself, it'll make Mother and Father happy. So you might as well try and make the most out of it. Finally after a few minutes my body had grown tired of the worthless sobbing and I curled into my bed to get some peace through sleep.
Alright so Really Short, I Know. But I Had to Get the Whole Engagement Set Up. Next Chapter Will Be the Wedding.
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