Chapter 4
I spent the next several weeks discovering myself and asking Carlisle questions. This whole life was new to me. I wondered about my family, and why Carlisle was insistent that I stayed at his house. He was very patient, and mostly he talked to me with his mind and showed me his memories. It was easier this way, and also it seemed to be quicker and more accurate.
The hardest part for me was seeing his memory of my mother dying, of her last request of him to save me using whatever means necessary. It was almost as if she knew that Carlisle was different, that he could do things the other could not. I missed my mother, but I was glad to be alive.
It had been about 6 months since my rebirth. I was still being confined to the house, feeding on animals in the forest whenever I got thirsty. Carlisle usually came with me, but since I was a young vampire, I needed to feed more often than the did. This meant that I would hunt on my own while he was at work sometimes.
Hunting was getting easier. I was now able to feed without spilling a single drop. I was also learning the finer points of hunting. Generally, we tried to kill our prey quickly with as little suffering as possible. I also learned about stealth and speed, both which make hunting more effective and a little fun as well.
I was reading one of the books in the study when Carlisle knocked on the door.
"Come in," I replied.
"I have a surprise of sorts...would you like to try something?" Carlisle seemed eager, but hesitant too. I peeked into his mind and saw that he had a trip planned around humans-very few humans-but humans none the less.
"Are you sure I'm ready for this?" I was nervous, I hoped I didn't kill anyone. I wanted human blood more than anything, but I was also horrified at the thought of killing a human. After all, I had been a human a mere 6 months ago.
"I think you are strong enough, you fed yesterday, correct?" This is a big step, but it's only the first one. If you don't succeed today, don't berate yourself too much. Resisting the scent takes self-control. Sometimes, It helps to stop breathing.
"I forget we don't need to breathe. Ok, so where are we going exactly?" I was nervous, I didn't want to disappoint Carlisle, but I doubted myself and my own self-control.
"We will go for a walk outside. Well, more correctly, we will run until we get a little closer to town, and then walk at a humans pace down a side street. Let's get you used to the scent of humans before we throw you into any large crowds." Carlisle held open the front door for me. I grabbed my coat--for appearances sake only--and walked out.