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Please, give it a try... first time at twilight! =) Reviews are more than appreciated! Might be a one-shot but still not sure... ' could do the homecoming if anyone gets interested!

OBS.

1. I'm not a native English speaker, so… Sorry if you find any mistakes!

2. I'm a fan of Twilight and all but it's been ages since I've read the books so the fic will be slightly AU. (aka, sorry people, don't really remember everything, I'm just doing this for fun, hope you will understand). So, please don't expect highly accurate dates, places, cars, clothes, etc, ok =)

3. My writing style might be a bit different since I tend to put lots of the character's emotions in the story without making it their POV and I'm trying to make the chapters not too long so forgive me if I end up being a bit messy sometimes! I just like writing that way =)


"No, Esme, you're wrong!"

That was the first thing Carlisle heard when he parked his brand new black Mercedes at home, between Edward's Volvo and Esme's Porsche. And he realized he did not have to have vampire hearing to think that exclamation was way too loud. He entered the house silently but he was pretty sure his vampire family would have heard him perfectly if they were not engaged in a nervous conversation themselves.

Even though conversation was quite a lame word for what was going on between them. Esme seemed too shocked to say something but apparently her mind was causing Edward enough discomfort, since in a split second he had his fist on the marble table and it cracked as if it were made of glass, knocking down one of the only three things Esme had brought with her from her mortal life: a crystal bowl that had belonged to her mother. Carlisle immediately entered the room with his vampire speed and stopped it from breaking to pieces, but Esme did not seem to acknowledge his presence nor care about the bowl. Edward, on the other hand, seemed to wake up from a trance when Carlisle reached for the bowl since he had tried to do so himself but would not have been successful given the time he had taken to remember his own strength and realize what he had done. Carlisle gave him a look full of questions but he just avoided his eyes and went back to his position in front of Esme.

"I'm sorry… I shouldn't… see… that's what I meant… you are wrong…. And I am really sorry for that…" Edward said in a voice which was lower than a whisper but he knew both of them would hear that. Esme reached for his face, trying to soothe his eyes full of guilt and shame but he cringed at her touch, leaving her even more disappointed and hurt.

"Edward… we are not in the best condition to discuss this… please… just go to your room and try to relax a bit… you need it… " "and so do I…" she added as an afterthought. Edward took an unnecessary breath and lifted his head in Carlisle's direction. He seemed both confused and disappointed at Edward. No matter what might have happened between Esme and Edward he could never imagine the two creatures he loved the most in such a stressful situation. He questioned Edward once more in his head but he just lowered his eyes and brought his hands to his face.

And finally Carlisle spoke. "Ok, Edward… why don't you do as you were told? Go to your room and I will be up soon so that we can talk." Defeated, Edward could see that unlike Esme's, Carlisle's statement was not a request and he proceeded to the stairs and to his room, closing the door silently behind him and throwing himself at the always so unused bed. There were some times it would actually be useful… who could see that one coming…

Downstairs, Esme was sobbing tearlessly at Carlisle's shirt. "What happened, sweety?" Carlisle asked for what seemed like the tenth time and Esme finally seemed to be calming down when she spoke with little emotion in her voice. "I really don't think that it's my place to tell, darling… You'll have to talk to him. But don't be too hard, ok? And no, he was not disrespectful nor anything to do with me." She added the last line as an answer to Carlisle's raised eyebrows. Carlisle had put very few rules for Edward ever since becoming his creator and father, for a matter of fact. He was the one who had brought the young man to that life after all… and one of those rules was that he should be respectful not just towards himself but with anyone, and specially with Esme, since she had started living with them. And even though Edward really adored Esme, he occasionally found himself in trouble with his so called brother-in-law whenever he snapped at her overprotective nature. Carlisle would never go further than a few words lecture but the disappointed tone he used was more than enough to get Edward more than willing to apologize to Esme and to make sure she had everything she wanted for at least a month. But this time it seemed that it was not the case. Whatever Edward might have done it did not seem to be easy to fix.

"Just go, Carlisle… He's waiting for you. I'll be fine, got some work to do in the garden." She smiled weakly. Carlisle blinked and remembered that even though he had almost overlooked it with all the commotion inside the house, Esme's front garden was quite a mess, like somebody had run away from the house even without making it to the front door. She realized what he was thinking and just made her way out of his arms and looked at the stairs sadly. "Just go, ok… but please, be nice…"

Defeated, Carlisle went to the room where he could actually force some answers out. It did not matter if they were posing as brothers in law, in his mind Edward would always be his son and as a father he had the right to know what was going on in his family.

"Come in" was Edward's answer to his thoughts. Carlisle opened the door and went to sit at his son's side in the bed. Then he could see something laying at Edward's nightstand. It was today's newspaper and its heading was "girl of no more than 13 is found dead at the forest near Rochester. She seems to have been raped and killed with cruelty no more than 12 hours ago. The police have no clue of the culprit". Carlisle was a bit shaken. How much cruelty existed in the human world… Vampires, after all were not the only ones who were capable of hurting those of their own kind… but why was that newspaper all torn and smashed at his son's nightstand?... He finally looked directly at Edward's eyes. "I'm waiting kiddle. Will you please let me know what is going on?" he finally asked out loud seeing that Edward was not answering to any of his mind questions. Good time to pretend he was not a mind reader…

Edward took another unnecessary breath and swallowed hard. "I almost had… an accident today" he started not sure how he would break this news to his father. And mother… he thought afterwards… even though she did not have the slight intention of stealing Elisabeth Mason's place in Edward's heart, she would always act as a loving mother to him. And he could see in her mind that she did not act like that because of Carlisle. She did it because she truly loved Edward for himself. She didn't think it was fair for a boy of 17 not to have the care of a mother. And even though she did not expect anything in return she felt like she had to give him all the love she could in order to make up for his loss. That, the capability of loving unconditionally was the power Esme had brought with her from her human life and the one characteristic she had enhanced when becoming immortal. Now… how was he supposed to tell his loving mother and understanding father that he was going to leave them forever? That the almost accident they had today was not exactly an accident? That he was more than aware of what he was doing and that what really stopped him today was not that he felt guilty for murdering the postman who happened to be thinking about how he had raped a little girl in the previous night, but his love for Esme who defiantly said that that was not the essence Carlisle had taught him and that she would never allow him to hurt himself that way because she just knew enough of him to see that he would be regretting his actions as soon as he finished draining the man's blood, no matter how evil he was.

At that moment, Edward almost wished that his powers were the opposite. That he could show Carlisle what happened and why he was not worth living with them. But his mind was way too tainted. And even though he was pretty sure he would have to convince Carlisle of that for him to let him go… he still did not want to fully show how his intentions towards that coward postman were terrible. He would let him suffer before finishing his job, so that he could make up for the poor girl that had died at that man's cruel hands the night before.

Even though Carlisle knew exactly the meaning of the word "accident" in his family it was not enough yet. So he waited for Edward to be ready to tell the whole story. The boy took another breath and continued. "I was at the living room with Esme and I had just read the newspaper when… those thoughts came to my mind… I could actually feel the sensation of the man who did it, Carlisle… it was cruel and… I could not take it anymore… I … longed for his blood… I thought that any elk or bear I had ever fed with were much better than the mind I heard at that moment. I actually longed for more than his blood… I wanted to kill him slowly so that he would suffer… even though I was pretty sure it would not be a tenth of how much the little girl had suffered."

Whatever Carlisle had been expecting to hear it was definitely not that… Edward longing to hurt somebody in a cruel way… not for his blood but for the victim's nature as well… And then he reached for the news and understanding passed through his eyes… "This is the little girl you were talking about?" he asked and Edward nodded miserably. "Then the evil man can be no other than…" the only person who actually comes close to their house up in the forest. The one whose job makes him do so and the reason he knew the forest well enough to be sure he would not be disturbed there when performing his crime."Yes, the postman." Edward answered to his thoughts and Carlisle did not feel like Edward could provide any more details of that night. He was way too worked up.

"Ok, son… but I could see that nothing happened, so we are ok. Everything will be fine, now, please, relax a bit and we can talk more tomorrow." Edward's face twisted in a disappointed expression. No, it was NOT fine. A girl had been killed and others might if they did not stop that man. Esme might have put herself between him and the door and been able to retain him with her remaining newborn strength long enough to yell at the postman to run because she was raising a really big dog inside the house and he had broken free from his cage, but he was definitely not willing to let this one pass. It would be like killing that girl with his own hands if he did. But he knew that he could never do that and still be a part of Carlisle's vegetarian coven. He knew what his resolve meant for his family. He knew he would be signing his resign letter to Carlisle's lifestyle by going after that man. And even though he felt guilty for that… He was almost grateful that he could see a way out of vegetarianism without hurting anyone but the evildoers. That incident had showed him a use for his mind-reading power. He could choose his victims and free the world from evil at the same time he satiated his thirst for human blood…

"Edward?" Carlisle called in his mind, realizing the internal battle in his son's mind and seeing where that might lead his thoughts to. "Edward, please… Just let it go! I will do everything in my power to see that this man gets himself executed by the human law, but it is not up to us to judge his acts." There were times, not few, that Edward could swear that Carlisle was able to read minds too, at least his, for that matter.

"But there are others like him around, Carlisle! He is not the only one. Why do we have to sacrifice ourselves from feeling satisfied with our diets when they are taking care of making their own kind miserable? I can save at least some of them and have what I want at the same time!"

Carlisle seemed way too shocked to reply to that but Esme, who had been watching from the door without been noticed found her words quicker than her husband. "And so what, Edward? Would you be satisfied with a tainted blood running through your throat? A man who has raped a girl and killed her today, a man who has abused his wife tomorrow and a woman who has killed her own kids the day after that. Would that kind of blood be good for you? You can't be serious about this!"

Both Edward and Carlisle looked at Esme slightly impressed at her remarks. Even though Esme did not think it was right for a vampire to kill humans, she seemed much more worried about Edward's feeling about becoming a murderer than the lives he would be taking away. That's Esme for you… Edward thought bitterly. Her mind was screaming like there was no tomorrow for Edward to reconsider. Trying to make him see that the people he was trying to hunt and kill were not worth him tainting his own soul that way. It was really hard for him but if he wanted her to let him go, he would have to hurt her feelings and let her know how monstrous his mind was at that moment.

"Once again… you're wrong, Esme… I have no soul." With that remark, Edward reached for a bag that was under his bed. He had used the time he had between been sent to his room and talking to Carlisle to pack only a few things. He would not need much more for the underground life he was intending to live from now on. "I am really sorry, Carlisle… I did not want this to end up like this, but I have no other choice… we are way too different… " And I am not worth being treated as your family… he thought sadly but he did not voice it. If he wanted them to accept the fact that he was leaving he would have to do so by hurting their feelings enough for them not to go looking for him. And with a sigh, Edward whispered… lower than ever… the only thing he could not stop himself from giving them, a simple phrase. Less than ten simple words which would let them know he could change his lifestyle, but he could never forget how important they had been in his life. "I love you, mom and dad… thank you for everything".


way too bad? reviews, pls! should I do the homecoming or just leave it that way?

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