Chapter 7 – Love, Hate, & War.

Carlisle POV.

I put her on top of me, thinking she'd get the clue. But I didn't know why I did it.

I know I couldn't make love to her, I couldn't hurt her, or ruin her. Something so beautiful.

I couldn't put her through all those risks, my mind said that. But my heart wanted her so much.

I could feel her elegant figure through her shirt, the clip to her bra, that I wanted to just tear apart.

Esme was beautiful, sexy, elegant, and especially classy.

I could feel her breast against my chest, her heartbeat ticking on slowly, that's the thing that made me want her the most. She was living, she had a heartbeat. She could bear children, she could grow old. I ran my hands along the end of her jeans and pulled them down slightly, till you could see the lace thong we had washed for her at the hospital. She took her hands from around my neck, to the buckle of my belt, she slowly undid it, as the bulk in my trousers grew.

Esme was sensible. I couldn't do this to her.

I pulled down her jeans till they were round her ankles, and she awkwardly twisted round to pull them off, she giggled for a while and I couldn't help but laugh at how cute she was. She pulled down my trousers to reveal the edge of my Calvin Klein Boxers. She laughed and bit on the edge of her lip. I wanted her so much now, it almost hurt.

Esme smiled at me, and I pulled her forward to kiss me again. She pulled down her lace thongs, and my boxers, and slowly got on top of me.

"Esme." I looked at her worriedly.

"Carlisle, I'm fine" She whispered to me. I was waiting, it seemed like forever for her to just get onto me. My mind didn't want her to do this, but … Jesus. Esme was something no word could describe. They ought to create a new word that explained her beauty.

She slowly lowered down onto me and I could feel her in pain, she clenched on me, and stayed still for a while. I had only just gotten in her, but I so needed to release myself in her. But I couldn't, not yet.

I took in a deep breath, with air that I didn't need. She slowly began to move up and down. Jesus. She wriggled slightly, and I could feel her tense up against me. I put my hands on her waist and lifted her up slowly.

"Carlisle, I am fine" She moved my hands from her waist, and placed them on my belly. Every movement she made was elegant. I put my hands behind me, gribbing onto the leather on the door. I could feel it rip underneath my fingers, I gripped on tighter onto the door, it slowly crushing as I held on tighter.

I watched her, slightly panicking to myself. Watching Esme, bounce up and down on me, was scary. It was scary because Esme was so elegant, so pretty. I didn't want to see her hurt or broken.

She tugged on my arms and pulled me up against her, she continued bouncing but this time, I couldn't help it. I had to let go. She bit on her lip and tipped her head back as I could feel her slowly start to reach her climax. I was shocked, mine was already at the point of blowing. We were like this for another thirty seconds, we cradled each other like there was no tomorrow. I could feel Esme slowly close up against me, I could feel her legs shaking next to me. I could hear her heartbeat rising, and she bit on her lip trying to resist the urge to scream out. I had to tease her, but teasing her, .. meant me letting go.

I moved slowly while she was on top of me, and she gave me that evil look. I know she didn't want to scream out, but I had to get her to. She deserved her pleasure. I continued to wriggle, and pushed myself deeper into her, making my movements quicker, as she began shaking like mad. She held onto me and stopped moving on top of me, but I didn't want the moment to stop. I continued to wriggle deeper into her, until I could feel her spill out onto me and quiet screams escape from her throat. I couldn't stop my need to be released, if I did stop it, I would have blown a fuse and gone mad. So I let go, the moment was magical, she smiled and bit down on her lip, so hard the skin on her lip ripped, a small moan escaped from my throat. We let go again. We had mixed together, sexually. She fell on top of me, and took in deep breaths. I used one hand while she was on top of me, to drag a blanket out from under the drivers seat. I covered her in it to keep her warm. I didn't want her to be cold against my skin. I stroked her hair with my left hand, and make circles on her back, just below her waist, with my right index finger.

"Oh Esme." I sighed, and wished this moment would last forever, .. just me, .. and Esme.

Together Forever

**********************************************************************************Esme POV

We had made love, it was brilliant. But it didn't feel right. Carlisle didn't feel human in me. He was big for one, … but he was Big Big not just Big, and he wasn't the kind of guy who used Penis Steroids. And no human, would have a Penis THAT big. Still, I didn't care. If he could be inside me, without tearing me apart, his size, didn't matter.

I was lying onto of him, stroking his chest. I listened for a heartbeat. But I couldn't hear anything. Strange … His chest was cold but I didn't care. I was warm inside me, warm with the fuzzy feeling of just having great Sex.

Charlie couldn't have sex like this, I bet in fact … no one could.

But Us.

Me and Carlisle against the world.

Wonder Woman, no wait … Cat Woman, and Bat Man, noo … Superman.

Yeah, Cat Woman and Super Man.

My thoughts were distracted by a knock on one of the windows.

" Granddad !" I recognised the voice, it was Renesesme.

I lifted my head up and looked at Carlisle, then back at the window.

Carlisle mouthed at me, to hide on the floor and throw the black blanket over me. I did as I was told, as Carlisle hurriedly put his boxers, and trousers back on, followed by his t-shirt, and cardigan.

" Coming Nessie, I just dropped my phone and I cant reach it !" Carlisle called out his buckled up his belt, he unlocked the door, as Reneseme pulled it open.

"Carlisle what were you doing, ?" I heard her voice.

I hid under the blanket, holding in my breath.

"Nessie, I was on the phone with the doctors at the hospital, they were asking what should they do. A guy came in, and had a Cardiac Arrest" Carlisle explained. I could hear the beep of a iPhone 4.

"Everyone knows how to solve a Cardiac Arrest" Nessie said on a flat-tone.

"No, not everyone just me and you" Carlisle laughed as Nessie scanned the car again.

"I see you've had the girl in here" Nessie growled quietly at Carlisle.

"If you mean Alice, yes. She ran by earlier, she needed to have a discussion with me" Carlisle laughed silently.

"Well, dad has come back to pick me up. Says your doing a lousy job at taking care of me. He also says Uncle Em and Jaz are fighting again. Auntie Rose has picked a fight with one of the trekkers in the forests. Says there intruding Land. Mummy is by herself, once again. Being a "Akward Out Cast" as Auntie Rose calls it." Nessie continued on.

"Okay well wish him my best luck, any way I might stay here. Why cant they all be normal, ? Tell them not to destroy anything, or they're paying for it." Carlisle laughed. "Especially Emmett and Jasper. Tell Rosalie that she better not break another door, or dresser in my house, or she will be on permanent NO credit card punishment." Carlisle laid down the rules. "Oh, and congratulate your mum, on being the only Vampire who can keep her temper an-,". Carlisle stopped in his tracks. What does he mean Vampire ? his family is completely human. Well, .. I hope Carlisle was.

Wait, let's lay down the facts.

1. Carlisle was cold.

2. He was awfully big downstairs for any human.

3. He had quite a large family, and all his family were EXTREMELY pale.

4. They all had lips, the colour of blood.

5. There eyes, were a un-usual colour.

6. They all seemed, strong … and extremely rich.

7. And there language, was far more Victorian, than modern.

8. And that girl. She seemed MUCH older than she was. She seemed older than myself, And I had only turned 26 this year.

9. Plus, when he smiled he tried not to show his teeth

I shifted my hand slowly down under the passenger seat, in search for a pen. I found a blue non permanent point pen, I quickly scribbled down the facts on my hand, trying my hardest not to make much movement.

"I will Granddad. See you later" Nessie slammed the door shut, and I could hear her little footsteps disappear. I pulled the black cover off me and stood up, quickly beginning to pull on my clothes.

"What was that about ?" I asked hoping Carlisle will tell me something. He looked at me, slightly worried.

"Nothing, she just wanted to tell me something" Carlisle kissed me on my forehead.

" Kiss me, on my lips" I asked him. I pulled him close to me and he kissed me.

I opened his mouth slowly with my lips, and let my tongue, venture into his mouth. I ran my tongue around his bottom teeth, and his top teeth. I stopped suddenly as I felt one of his teeth cut across my tongue. I could taste the blood in my mouth, and that sort of poison taste. Not that I had tasted poison, but I had been drugged once with spider venom, and this tasted … kind of like it. Carlisle pulled me back instantly, as he felt my tongue touch the tip of his teeth.

"Your tongue, … I did that, didn't I … ?" Carlisle looked ashamed, then inspected my tongue. I looked at him, taking in his angel like features. His eyes, were now tinted with black, and that gold colour.

What the hell ?

"No, dwont bwe awswamed" I mumbled as Carlisle looked at my tongue.

"Were you trying to get yourself Killed, ?" Carlisle sounded angry, and scared. He turned away from me to look out the car window. You could just about hear him taking in deep breaths.

I pulled my tongue back into my mouth, even though it stung like hell.

"What do you mean get myself Killed ! It's not possible for me to get KILLED by touching your teeth Carlisle, … is it ?" I screamed at him, my eyebrows knotting together.

"Yes, YOU CAN. You wont get it" Carlisle got out the backseat, of the car and left me in silent for a while.

He was a Vampire ….

I had made love to a Vampire …

The shock of the words still hadn't made impact with my mind yet.

He got back in the car after a while, but this time in the drivers seat. He turned on the engine, and it slowly roared to life.

" You need to put your clothes back on. Where do you live, ?" Carlisle asked me, he was upset.

"You must know my husband, Charlie Royce. He's a famous painter and decorator 'round here. Every whore, dick, tom and Harry knows where he lives. So a rich doctor should, just drop me there" I muffled as I put my Jeans on.

I stopped and waited.

"Go on then" I pulled myself forward to look at Carlisle, he was frozen to his seat, his hands digging into the wheel.

"Charlie Royce. Why did you have to be his wife ?" Carlisle asked me, he seemed to sound like he was upset, shocked, depressed, scared.

"I loved him, seven years ago. I don't anymore. " I explained to him, looking out the window. I dropped back into the seat as Carlisle began to drive out of the car park.

We sat in silence for the whole trip, nothing to listen to but the humming of the engine. About an hour later, we had turned into the street were I lived. That eerie breeze that followed me whenever I was scared had disappeared. This time, I was brave. Carlisle was with me, Charlie couldn't hit me then.

Carlisle turned off the engine quickly about twenty minutes later, and we just sat there. Me looking around in the car, Carlisle transfixed in his thoughts.

"Carlisle …."

"Yes Esme"

"Why did you ask me about Charlie, ?"

"Because …."

"Carlisle, don't mess about .. Please."

"Charlie is my brother"

Carlisle POV.

I could hear her gasp in pain, the man who beat her, and put her in hospital, had been the guy who had been born as my brother. It hurt me, to know that Charlie could waste such a beautiful woman. I opened the car door and got out. I opened Esme's door as she climbed out, the black blanket still wrapped around her. I slammed the door shut, not bothering to lock it, and went up to the front door. I banged on the door twice, with my fists. I could feel the rage building up inside of me, slower then quicker. I needed to pound this boy in his face, put my younger brother in his place. I had lost contact with him, when he had gotten married, and like all his marriages I thought he had been divorced in the first year. Never spoke to him since, Met him back two years ago, knew he was still married, but he hated her. Never knew the woman he had hated for seven years, be the woman I would turn out to love. I couldn't be violent, I wasn't the violent type.

Charlie answered the door, in a quarter length camouflage shorts. I turned around to Esme, gave her a apologetic look, then turned back to Charlie. I pushed through the door and slammed it shut.

"Esme lived here …" I looked around the house, the blood stained walls, and broken objects.

"Yeah, she's no good she is. She just shops, and stays with her friends. Don't know why I married her, she's a class A whore" Charlie leaned against the wall, still drinking from his fosters can.

Carlisle, control yourself.

"Esme, is a wonderful woman. She is, smart, elegant, and just a lovely person full stop. I don't think she knows how STUPID she was, to even think that she could marry you. Charlie, you are nothing but a horrible, horrible person. You don't deserve anyone" I tried not to strangle him, attack him, kill him.

Maybe if I could just, … you know. Knock him out. Give him a good beating.

I moved forward to him, shoving my hands into my trouser pockets, my hands tucked up in fists.

"Carlisle … she's not that perfect." Charlie stood still, reaching up onto his tip toes. I was bigger than him, taller. I leaned over him, it looked intimidating from where I was standing. It was meant to be.

I thought about it, Jasper, Edward, Emmett. They would easily knocked Charlie out for there wives.

I would do this for Esme.

"If you touch her, or hurt her again. No wait, if you even come near her or me. I will rip out your throat. Okay ?" I let go of him, trying to stop the urge to kill him.

Charlie nodded his head, heavily then backed away from me. I jumped at him, throwing my fist at his nose, I was appalled, but it was for Esme. I could hear the crunching from his nose. I pulled my fist back and turned away from him as he dropped to the floor, then got up slowly holding his nose. He winced in pain. I bit down on my knuckle as blood spouted from his nose, I had forgotten the blood had been on my knuckle, and the blood tasted sweet in my mouth. I caught my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were a mix of black and gold, but were now tinted with red.