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Esme's Story – Part Three – Waking Up

He came quick, death. I felt his cool embrace almost as soon as I had met impact. Whispering.

Why Esme? Why did you do this to yourself? That's odd. I'd always imagined that death would be happy I was in his arms. My eyelids fluttered in response to his questions and then I realised; it wasn't death, it was Carlisle that held me.

"Don't worry Esme, I won't let you die. You can trust me."

How is he going to fix me? I wondered, I'm broken beyond repair.

And then we were moving. We were moving fast. I could feel how forceful the wind was against my skin. But I didn't care; I was being held by Carlisle, and that was all that mattered to me now. The journey was short, and wherever it was where we arrived, Carlisle stepped inside. He lay me down on something soft and whispered in my ear; his breath tickling my scalp,

"I won't lie to you, Esme. What I'm about to do – it is going to be painful. And when you wake up, you'll be just like me. You'll see."

At the mention of me being just like him; my fingers tightened- just a little bit on his hand that held mine. I could hear him breathing in and out slowly, as if he was preparing himself for extremely hard work. And then he sunk his teeth into my neck and instantaneously I began to feel as if I were burning from the inside out. The flames greedily licked at every inch of my body; and I screamed. I screamed for Alice. I screamed for my baby. I screamed for me. And I screamed for Carlisle. And then I felt something cool meet my skin, it helped; only a little bit though- the fire was too great. To my amazement I could easily open my eyelids and I looked for the coolness that was trying to ease my pain. Again it was Carlisle. He had taken off his white shirt and rolled up his trousers, and was holding me. Knowing that it was his cool caress that held me, it eased my suffering- just a little bit more.

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The fire began to slowly recede from my fingertips and my toes. It kept on receding until it was just burning my heart. Ba boom, ba boom, ba boom, ba-boom-ba-boom-ba-boom, BA- BOOM…. Andthen just silence. Carlisle must have heard my heart stutter and stop because he had gotten up from the bed and was standing beside me. My eyes opened. I could see everything. The crevices of the cracks in the wooden roof, the dust motes floating down; everything was beautiful and magnified. But when I turned to see Carlisle's face; it was like the sun had come out after a monsoon. If I had thought he was handsome before; it was nothing to what I saw now. I thought about getting up and embracing Carlisle-but I was already there. I gasped.

"It's alright, Esme." Smiled Carlisle, running his arms seductively up and down my back. Lust I'd never felt before over-took me. I lunged at him; tackling him to the ground, giggling. Following my lead; Carlisle slowly brought his mouth to mine and gently kissed me. At that, the lust in me was magnified a thousand times over, if that's possible. I couldn't hold it in- I kissed him furiously back. He broke off, gasping for air, "Esme, let's be rational."

"Okay," I answered, "Only after we've been irrational first."

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His trousers and my dress lay in a pile of shreds next to us. I could have never imagined loving somebody could be like this; with Jonathon it had always seemed like a chore, but now it blew my world.

"Good morning, Miss Esme." Chuckled Carlisle, looking at me and running his hand down my back. I shivered, but I wasn't cold. I realised – Carlisle didn't feel as cold as he used too. Actually, he felt warm.

"Good morning." I smiled.

He leant forward and kissed my forehead.

"There are some clothes over there in the cabinet." He pointed over to a plain wooden cabinet I hadn't noticed before. But, then again, I was distracted.

"Why? I'm perfectly comfortable as I am." I said to him.

"I know, and I must say I prefer you as you are, but it's important we blend in with the rest of humanity." He replied.

I took in a deep breath; noticing I could taste both him and the room – weird.

"What am I then? If I'm not human?" I asked him.

"You're a vampire."

Well, I had to admit it; Carlisle certainly didn't beat around the bush.