This Horrible Life
A twinkling eye can mean so many things. The one that is twinkling at me right now belongs to a man. He seems about 20, which he will now be forever.
"What's going on?" he says. I turn to Carlisle.
"Welcome. What is your name?" Carlisle says. I see the pity in his eyes, making this poor guy suffer the hardships of our secret world.
"Emmet", the man, named Emmet responds.
"Well welcome, Emmet. My name is Carlisle, and this is my, uh, daughter. Yes, my adopted daughter, Rosalie." Carlisle says.
"Hello, Carlisle. Hello, Rosalie", Emmet says with a slight grin. Something about the way he said my name, made me shiver. Vampires don't get cold, so shivering is not a normal thing for me. I wasn't cold. I just shivered. But, why?
"You are probably wondering what is happening, correct Emmet?", Carlisle inquires, pulling me from my thoughts.
"Yeah. Ouch!", Emmet exclaims, "My throat, it's burning!"
"Yes", Carlisle says, "You're going to have to get used to that. I'll explain more when you meet the rest of the family. They are out hunting. My wife, Esme, and my son, Edward.
"I was hunting", Emmet finally realizes.
"Yes, you were hunting a few days ago" Carlisle says, "But, you were attacked by a bear. Rosalie here brought you to me, and I uh, saved you".
"Uh, thanks", Emmet says.
"You're welcome", Carlisle says.
"You're welcome?" I say angrily to Carlisle, "You ruined him! He was supposed to die. He wasn't supposed to get this horrible life!"
"What horrible life?" Emmet asks. I leave the room before Carlisle could lay the bad news on him. He is a vampire now.