"The Best Decision I Ever Made."
Summary: Carlisle remembers when he changed Edward. Yeah another Carlisle story because I love him so much.
I remember the day I changed my first son. Edward. He was so ill I almost couldn't bear to look at him while he lay in bed in the hospital. It was so long ago but it honestly feels as if it was only yesterday.
I remember when his mom told me I had to save him. I can still see the way her eyes filled with tears and how choking her voice had become. She was unbearably ill. I couldn't stand the thought of it, but I knew she was going to leave her son without a mother. Her husband had already died. The boy was parentless. Even if he did survive this disease, the life he had ahead of him would have been dismal.
I took pity on Edward and I promised to take care of him, somehow, I had to. I had to do it, for God and for him. He was a smart boy, I could see it when I looked at him. When we talked together, he knew about things - politics and religion and cultures of the world. He knew about the war most of all; that was where his interests lie. I didn't want to tell him that he might never get the chance to be a hero. I thought he deserved the chance to dream.
I came to him in the middle of the night. I didn't look at the clock, but I knew that everyone would be asleep. He was sleeping, peacefully as a child would in his bed. It pained me to think that the only way he could escape the pain of this illness was to fall asleep. When he woke up again the pain would be back. What a horrible way to live, I thought. I was for the first time in my life, glad that I didn't have to sleep or get sick like the humans did.
I wanted to save Edward, and so I did. I leaned over his neck and bit him. I didn't even give myself time to think over my decision; I just did it.
I knew I had no choice.
I knew I had to save him.
It was the best decision I ever made.