Sorry about the slight delay everyone! I'll make it up to you; I'm putting up two chapters today. This chapter is a bit short, but I wanted to have this on its own. Oh, and to the reviewer that was confused about Esme's age in chapter three; I'm sorry, I had the year for the chapter but I somehow skipped it while typing. She was sixteen, but I have fixed it to save confusion for others. Thank you for pointing that out. =]


Later That Night

Carlisle's Point Of View

Arrivederci, la mia cantante.

There she goes, away into the night. What a wonderful woman, who is sure to make someone very happy one day, may God bless her with love and happiness.

The petals of the daisy were velvet between my fingers. I could still feel her heat on them and I could still smell her, still sense her. She certainly left an impression.

I will miss her spirit as I leave for Chicago tonight. She made my last day here more than worth it.

I gathered my things and gave my standard goodbye speech to the nurses; the women of which always seemed particularly saddened by my departure, while sometimes, the men appeared slightly relieved.

I had been prepared to move a while back and the date was finally here. The only thing left was to enjoy one last walk around town.

I would miss the parks here, and the glee emanating from them. I decided to lie down on the grass and marvel at the stars; such haunting beauty. I had a whole conversation with the moon about life, trials, and tribulations. The moon was much wiser than credited.

As I took to the road again, I decided on a path I had only taken once before. I wish that I'd travelled it more often, but it was too easily forgotten because of my typical route.

I stopped at a hill. Why did it call to me? I had treated a child here previously but—No. Had I met my singer once before? Amazing. I didn't notice at first, but now that I think about it, I see the similarities. She never outgrew that charm.

I neared a family's farm and heard a small voice. It sounded as if it was very mindful of the other people in the household. I drew closer and knew it instantly; I stumbled upon the Platt family farm.

As I walked towards the home, I saw the brightest star shining in a bedroom window. She was resting her head against the glass and looked towards the sky as she spoke.

"God, remember when I asked if you'd really send an angel to Columbus? Well, I've met him for the second time, Lord. He was just as gentle and kind as I finally remembered him, maybe more. He really is gorgeous, both inside and out. He's going to change the world and enlighten. So please, God, protect him on his journey through life. He deserves it; out of everyone that I know, he deserves it the most. Please, please keep him safe and guide him with your love. Amen."

I terribly wanted to hug her and thank her for being so selfless and concerned for my wellbeing. All I could do was stand there, astounded by her purity. I watched as she played with her hair and spoke softly to herself. She made every part of her day sound so special; whether it be making her bed or reading a book. She always found some gem of positivity within it.

She crinkled her nose cutely as she yawned. Esme slowly rose and I heard the gentle rustling of her bed as she made herself comfortable.

Maybe it was stupid, but I had a soft spot for this girl. She was a truly rare occurrence; she was a genuinely nice person.

That's the argument that convinced me to see her once more before I left.

With almost no effort, I scaled the tree next to her window. Balancing myself carefully on the branch closest to her home, I watched her doze. Her face was so angelic and she seemed to smile, even as she slept. I wonder what she's dreaming about.

I could've stayed there all night, just watching her sleep. However, the sun would have to stop me at some point. I had to leave, and I was only making that even harder for myself.

Down I jumped, into a crouch, and off I bound into the black of night.

Sadly, I wouldn't know which of us God had answered that night until many years later.


Oh, Carlisle, you sweet thing, you! Why must you leave? Thanks for reading everyone. I hope that you enjoyed this even if it was my shortest chapter!

Playlist:

1. What Hurts The Most- Rascal Flatts

2. Chasing Pavements- Adele

3. I Won't Forget You- Poison

4. Crazy For This Girl- Evan & Jaron

5. One In A Million- Bosson