I am dreadfuly sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I've been absolutly busy with my advanced placement homework and studies. Anyhow please do enjoy. (:
Oh and if I spell Edward's name as Eduard I'm sorry. My friends name is Eduard so I find myself spelling the wrong Edward all of the time.
1918 Questions and Answers
I have been a vampire for several days now and I still end up surprising myself with some new discovery. The worst of my discoveries was the smell of human blood. It was so tantalizingly perfect smelling, becking me forthwith into its scarlet trap. I did not want to enjoy the smell of blood in fact I should be repulsed, but I was not. Thankfully either Edward or Carlisle brought me an animal to drink almost every day. I decided almost immediately that I liked Edward, he was not exactly innocent, but he was insecure and mindful of other peoples feelings. Edward could also read minds although he never used that for his advantage and I was proud of him for it. He was rather mature for "17". If he did something I dis-approved of he would listen to my scoldings. It was silly of me to take after him as if he were my own child. Nothing could replace my little Noah, but I just couldn't help myself. I guess the mothering instincts never left me after I jumped from that cliff.
As for Carlisle I still loved him, but of course I was afraid to tell him. Besides it was improper. It felt so right to like him, but it seemed so wrong seeing as he was the one who cheated me of my death. Lastly I was now technically 3 years older than him in human years. Ironic, 10 years ago I was to young. Now I am too old, but perhaps human age no longer counted for anything when you became a vampire. In vampire years Carlisle is 272 years old while me and Edward were at 0 I guess.
It was close to New Years now and Carlisle seemed a bit worried, so I supposed we were to be moving soon. Somewhere secluded. Carlisle had mentioned something about West Virginia. I had never left Ohio aside from where I was now, but I also was not exactly sure where we were at the moment. I was also ecstatic to leave the house.
I sat with my legs curled up on Carlisle's favorite recliner. He would be getting off work soon and Edward was doing his whatever it was that he does on his free time in his room. Most likely reading. So I was left to my own thoughts.
Time seemed to go so much slower now that I was a vampire. I watched the hands move around and around on the clock. Tick Tick Tick Tock. It was all so slow. Every second felt like a hundred. Every minute felt like an hour.
The front door opened startling me out of my slow reverie of thought. It should not have, but it did. Carlisle glided through the door balancing his medical bag, coat and a dead buck. He gracefully shut the door with his foot, then placed his medical bag and coat on the table. Carlisle laid the buck on the hardwood floor a few feet away from me. His eyes were bright and suggested that he had just fed himself.
I smiled at him and gave a gracious thank you while moving to sit on the floor. I sat and drank the warm blood of the animal in the most lady-like fashion I could. Carlisle took my place in his chair and I could feel his eyes on me as I ate. It was such a relief to feed every time I got the chance. It dulled the pain in my throat and cleared my head.
There was something I wanted to ask Carlisle, but I knew I would not. Not yet at least.
I pushed the drained buck away from me and kept my back to him. Sometimes it was easier to talk to him without looking into his perfect face. "Carlisle?"
"Yes Esme?" He answered in his cool, calm collected voice.
I felt my spirits lift and the sound of my name on his lips. I almost asked him. Almost. But still I was afraid of what his answer might be. "Is it hard? To be a doctor to humans?"
Carlisle paused for a moment before answering. "At first yes. It was very hard, but as time passes I become more and more immune to the sent of human blood."
"Oh." I answered quietly. "I think that is very kind of you to help them." I turned my face up to him and offered a smile to accompany my words.
Edward walked into the living room. "I am going out to hunt."
Carlisle nodded to him. "Be careful."
Edward nodded accordingly and took the animal carcass out with him.
Silence ticked on. Every now and then I would hear Carlisle turn a page of the book he was reading about theories. I could think of nothing to say to break the silence. I suppose that he was use to it. Being a vampire for so long and all. I lay down on my side and watched the fire. It popped and snapped inside it's iron crib, hungrily licking up the dry wood.
"Carlisle?" I asked quietly.
"Yes Esme." He responded softly.
"When are we moving?"
"Tomorrow night."
I paused. "But that's New Years."
"Precisely." I felt his eyes once more. "No one will notice our departure."
"That makes sense." I laid my hand on the gleaming hardwood floor and listened to the russtling flutter of another pager turning over.
I gazed around the room taking in the details I had not given time to notice before. My eyes rested on a large painting of four men. The first was a man with deep black hair, the second had white-blonde hair and a scowl, the third matched the first, but looked imensley bored and the fouth I noticed with a shock was Carlisle. He looked like a God.
I sat up and examined the painting more carefully. The first three had scarlet eyes like me, which meant they were vampires. Carlisle had explained to me that if I stuck to to the animal diet then my eyes would become golden like his. But if I drank human blood my eyes would stay crimson.
Carlisle noticed my interest in the painting and commented. "That is Aro, Caius and Marcus. Vampires of Italy and leaders of the Volturi."
"What are Volturi?" I asked confused by the name.
"The Volturi are an old vampire family. The closest thing to royalty in the vampire world. They make up the laws."
"Laws?" I asked glancing over my shoulder at Carlisle.
"Vampires need rules jut like humans." His eyes flicked up to meet my own.
I almost looked away, but I wondered. " Was it against the rules to create me?"
"No, vampires can create others so long as they are not made for a destructive purpose."
"Destructive... like war?" Could vampires even have war? Would not the humans notice? It was a horrible thought to even think of much less imagine.
"Yes." Carlisle answered in a grave tone.
Edward came inside and let the door shut behind him. He looked fresh, but filthy. His shirt front was all covered in blood.
"Go wash up." I said to him as he crossed the living room. Edward was allowed to go out and hunt so long as he was responsible. He was only a few months older than me vampirewise and his eyes were a dark liquid orange. I vaguely wondered when I would be able to go out on my own to hunt and no longer be burdensome.
"Yes Esme." Edward responded going into the washroom.
Fleetingly I thought I saw a shadow of a smile pass over Carlisle's lips.
Once again sorry it took so long.
