A/N: Hey, you guys! I'm super nervous because this is my first fanfic. And it would make me so happy if at least one person read this and wrote me a great review. That would make my day! So, anyway, this is my version of how Esme became a vampire. It tells the story of her life right up until Twilight. I've made a lot of changes, so I hope you all like it.
Esme's Story
Esme's POV
Everything was so clear. The world seemed to stand out in a million different colors. It seemed to be brilliant and I had to shut my eyes to block out the intense light. I could hear the birds chirp, could feel each individual drop of rain that hit my face. The beauty here literally took my breath away. I gasped for air as my breathing quickened and my heart raced. Images flashed through my head, one right after the other. Tears streamed down my cheeks, blinding me. I took one more deep breath that came out as a choked sob. And then I jumped.
It seemed as if the icy water leapt up to meet me. It was like landing on top of a wall of rocks. The instinct to fight back against the inky blackness was almost unbearable. As I struggled against the waves, water filled my lungs. So many people will tell you that drowning is peaceful. They wouldn't know. In reality, drowning is slowly, painfully dying while being completely aware of your surroundings.
My dress quickly soaked up the water and I sank into the depths below. I couldn't see anything. It was like being enveloped into nothingness. My last thought was of my beloved son, Noah. It was he who gave me peace at last, when I thought that it was all gone. Noah, my precious angel. I would see him soon now. He was now the voice in my head, soothing me and telling me that everything would be fine. And then I stopped fighting. My limbs stopped thrashing, as I took my last breath of air on this Earth.
All was quiet. Pain. Terrible, severe pain. This wasn't right. Where was Noah? Where was the beautiful scene I had imagined before I had died? Or had I even really drowned? I tried to open my eyes and found that I couldn't. A fire was burning inside of me. The very core of my being felt as it were being split in two by raging flames. I think I cried out in pain, but I couldn't be sure. All I could hear was the sound of my own tortured thoughts.
My memories came back to me, adding misery to my already painful state. I remembered that day when my only son, my two year old Noah, had fallen into the water. My husband and I had taken him on a picnic by the lake. John and I were on the blanket finishing lunch as Noah played by the water. It all happened so fast. I remembered hearing a splash and seeing John jump in the water. But it was too late. My only son had drowned. And with him, my hopes and dreams sank as well.
When I came back to my present state, I realized the intense pain from earlier had dulled. Or perhaps the pain of my memories made my physical pain seem less significant. My pain was still there, but it was a throbbing ache instead of a consuming fire. I was able to ease into a much needed sleep.
When I became conscious again, I immediately noticed the difference. My pain was almost completely gone. What little of it remained was concentrated in my throat. It felt dry, as if I hadn't had water in years. And yet I did not desire it. My next thought was the fact that I knew I could open my eyes. But I was hesitant to do so, because I could sense that I was not alone. My extreme curiosity got the better of me.
I looked and then shut my eyes quickly. The light seemed magnified a thousand times. A groan escaped my parched lips and I realized that I could hear again. In fact, it seemed like I could hear the slightest sound-the creak of the house that I thought I was in and the rustle of leaves in the trees. Another sound soon came to my ears. It was the sound of murmuring, as if there were people close to me. A hand touched my forehead. Instead of being afraid at the unexpected contact, I was somehow comforted. Peace settled throughout me and gave me the courage to open my eyes. And as I did so, I was met with a beautiful sight.
A/N: So, what do you guys think? I know it's not very good, but I had a lot of fun writing it. Please, please, please leave me reviews and suggestions if you have any.