Heyyyya everyone. wow 2 chapters in one week arent we the lucky readers :) i literally wrote this chapter a few hours ago so dont judge it to much. i wrote it while trying to help my friends with RS work. im doing a childcare degree i have no idea what they are talking about, so i wrote a new chapter. i hope you like it. youll have to let me know becasuethis isnt how i wanted this chapter to go, but i felt it was nessesary. Most of you realised what i was going to write about, so im going to let you read this one. enjoy :)
PS: i havent said this in a while, but i dont own any of the characters in here thats all miss Myers :)
Esme's POV.
I was really excited when Edward and Bella had said that they were coming over to the house for dinner. I know that it was my idea that they invited Bella's sister and Edward best friends, but I instantly regretted it as soon as he walked in through the door.
He looked exactly like..him. And It instantly sent a shock of fear run through my body.
Before I had met Carlisle I had been in a relationship and It was nothing like the relationship that I had with Carlisle. He beat me, nearly to the point of death. He called me every horrible name in the English language. I was going to leave Charles as soon as I could, but before I leave him, I found out that I was pregnant. Now that I knew that, there was no way that I would be able to stay with him. I planned to leave Charles and raise the baby on my own. There was no way that I would subject my baby to the live that I was living of course, before I had chance to actually get out of the house and leave, he found out that I was pregnant and told me that I had to get rid of it. This is where I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I stood up too him and told him no. I still have scars on my arms and back where he took a red hot knife too me. He told me after he had attacked and left my lying on the floor that if I kept this baby he would find me and my child and kill me.
After that night I left while charles was asleep. I knew that I was going to have my baby, but deep down I knew that I couldn't keep it. I decided as soon as I left the house that I would give up the baby as soon as it was born, but I would do all that I could to keep it safe until then.
Months of running and hiding, and I finally found a place where I was safe from him. I lived in Chicago since then. By the time that I was in Chicago, I was 8 months pregnant and I knew that I would have to give my baby up soon. I spent a lot of time on my own. I had always been quite social before I was with Charles but since then I had become with drawn and not wanting to be around people.
I went into labour earlier than I expected. I know a mother should be happy when she has a baby, but I was distraught, because I knew that I would have very little time with my baby after it was born. I had a beautiful little boy, and it killed me that I had to let him go, but as soon as I left the hospital I took my baby straight to a children's home, claiming that I had found the baby. they took him off me with out hesitation. And that was the last I saw of my little boy, before I handed him over they asked me to fill in forms with his name. because he was so young they allowed me to think of a name for him. I picked Emmett, because I knew that it was unique and I didn't know anyone else who had that name.
After I gave my baby away I went into a deep depression and I regretted it everyday of my life and I wish that I had kept my baby and tried to protect him myself, but I know that was dangerous for both myself and the baby.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and before long I couldn't take anymore of the regret that was killing me. I decided that I couldn't not live with what I was feeling anymore. It was actually a very easy decision to end my life. I went through my medicine cupboard and found every type of medication that I could lay my hands on. I took them all in one go and waited for them to take effect. It didn't take long before could feel the effects of the drugs in m system and I fell onto the floor and I lost conscious.
I don't know how, but I ended up waking up and when I did I was in a hospital bed. Who had found me I didn't know, and I still didn't know to this day, but I was great full that they did because that was how I met Carlisle. The first time I met Carlisle I honesty thought I had died. He was so beautiful and caring. He took care of me when I was in hospital like any good doctor should, but when I got out he took even more care of me. I ended up falling in love with him, and him with me. I loved Carlisle more than any other person I knew. A few months after I had been with Carlisle, I found out that I was pregnant with Edward. Carlisle was ecstatic that I was going to have a baby. I was happy that I was pregnant, but I couldn't help but feel a loss for that baby that I had given up, nearly a year ago now. a whole year had passed and no idea how my baby was doing, or where he was. The thought of that made me breakdown and cry hysterically. Of course Carlisle was there for me and was concerned by my sudden outburst. I ended up telling Carlisle about everything, including the baby that I had given up. He listened to me and promised me that this baby have the best life that we could possible give it. I loved Carlisle more and more as the days went on that I was with him. he accepted the fact that I had been pregnant before and knew how hard it was for me to give my baby up.
Of course I kept Edward and brought him up like I should have done the first time I was pregnant. Edward had no idea that he has a brother out there somewhere, but now it turns out that he has actually become best friends with his brother.
I only realised that I had broken down again in my bedroom when Carlisle came in after me.
"Esme. What the matter?" Carlisle asked cautiously, as he walked into the bedroom.
I couldn't answer because violent sobs were wracking through my body, which made me unable to speak.
Carlisle came over to me and wrapped his arms around me and held me to his chest.I sat on his lap like a child for a few minutes trying to regulate my breathing. Once I was breathing properly again, Carlisle spoke again.
"What is it Esme? I hate seeing you like this." Carlisle rubbed soothing circles on my back.
I decided that I may as well get what was going through my mine out of my system, because I knew that I would not be able to hide from Carlisle for very long.
"Emmett is my son." I told him.
Carlisle took in one sharp breath before speaking again.
"Are you sure?" Carlisle asked.
Before I could control the feelings that was going through my body, I snapped at him and shouted.
"Of course I am. He looked exactly like him Carlisle. It all fits. How many people do you know with a name Emmett. That's why I picked it, because it was unique and I knew that no one else would have a name like that. he's the right age as well. Oh my god! Carlisle what am I going to do?" I asked panicking.
"You are going to stay up here and calm down. When you have calmed down I want you to go to bed. I will tell everyone that you are not well and I will get them to leave." I tried to argue with him, but once Carlisle was in this mode, there was nothing that you could say or do to get him out of it.
"Once everyone has left, I will come back up here and you can talk to me about it if you want to. If not, then we can just sit quietly and go to bed." Carlisle told me, before kissing me lightly on the lips.
"What about Edward? what are you going to say to him?" I was panicking again.
"I will tell Edward the same as everyone else." Carlisle told me.
I knew that Edward was like his father and wouldn't like being told what to do lightly. I didn't think that he was going to go out of the house without thinking that something was wrong.
Carlisle turned and left the room. I sat on my bed and curled up in the middle and cried some more. How could this be happening to me? how was I going to explain this to Edward or Emmett? I had two children to be concerned about now, not just one.
Carlisle's POV.
After I had seen Esme run upstairs, I instantly knew that something was wrong. I watched as Edward went to sit in the living room with Bella and the others, before I headed upstairs to see what was the matter with my wife.
When I got into the bedroom, I found her sitting in the corner of the room, with her arms wrapped about her, she looked as if she was trying to hold herself together.
I went over to her and asked her what was wrong, and all I got from her were broken sobs and cry's. I held her in my lap and let her get it all out of her system before I spoke again.
When she told me that the man who had just walked into the house was her son, I didn't know what to think. I mean, I knew that Esme had been pregnant before I had met her and that she had given the baby up, but I had never expected that he would come back into her life. Even if it was as Edward's friend. I knew that she needed time on her own to think things through, and that a dinner party was not the best thing for her right now. I told her that I would get everyone to leave, including Edward. I knew that he would be the hardest to lie to, and the hardest to get out of the house, but I needed to do this for Esme. I knew that she would tell him about Emmett in her own time, but right now she needed to get around that fact that she had 2 children in her life now, even if one of them didn't know it yet.
I left Esme in out room, and told her that I would get rid of everyone downstairs and that I would come back up to see her when everyone had left. I told her to go lay down and to calm her self and then I would come back and she could take about it if she wanted to.
I went back downstairs to find that
everyone was still sitting in the living room, unaware about what had happened.
Edward of course looked directly at me when I came into the living room and was the first one to talk.
"What's the matter with mom? Is she ok?" Edward ask. I looked at him directly in the eye before I answered.
"She is fine, she is just feeling sick that's all." I answered him, but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he knew that I was lying to him.
"I'm sorry everyone, but my wife is rather ill and will not be able to come back downstairs for the rest of the evening. I apologise for everyone who came out here, but I am afraid you will have to leave, but I am sure that Esme will soon call you all back here for another dinner party." I reassured everyone, with a smile on my face.
Everyone told me that it was no trouble and that they all hoped Esme felt better soon. I watched as Emmett left the house, knowing that it would not be the last time that I would see him.
Edward of course was the last one standing in the living room with Bella by his side.
"Dad, what is the matter with mom. She is not normally like this." Edward asked me, sounding as worried as he looked.
"Edward I assure you that your mother is fine, she is just feeling ill. I will go and check on her now, but I need you to go back to Bella's and you can come back in the morning." I told him.
I knew that he knew I was hiding something from him, I could see it in his eyes and I knew that he wasn't going to take no for a answer. Before I could tell him anything else Edward was past me and up the stairs. I knew that he would not take kindly to being told what to do especially when it came down to his mother. Him and Esme had always been close, so it was no surprise to me that he was worried about esme's reaction this evening.
Bella looked at me with confusing written all over her face.
"Is Esme ok Carlisle?" she asked me.
I knew that it would be really hard to lie to anyone else, but I had to try. I don't know how much Esme wanted people to know.
"She is fine, I promise. Something has just shaken her a little that's all. Ill go get Edward and then could you take him home and try to keep him there until tomorrow." I asked her.
"Of course. I hope Esme is alright."Bella said as I walked up the stairs trying to get Edward to come back down and go home.
When me and Bella got upstairs, the door to my bedroom was open slightly, I looked in too see if Edward was in here. He was, but there wasn't a scene like I expected there to be. Esme was sitting on the bed talking to Edward and thankfully everything looked calm. Before I could go in and make sure everyone was ok, Edward hugged his mother and walked out of the room.
"I will come back in the morning. She is not telling me something that I know I should know about." He told me.
Edward took Bella's hand and walked back down the stairs. I went into my bedroom to see Esme sitting on the bed where Edward had just left.
As soon as I sat on the bed next to her, she leaned her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close to me.
"We are going to need to tell Edward soon. He knows something is wrong." I told her.
"I know, im going to explain everything to him tomorrow. He needs to know about Emmett. But I need to find a way of telling Emmett as well." She started to cry again.
"Don't worry, we will figure this out, I promise." I told her before I kissed the side of her head.
We sat there for I don't know how long, before Esme fell asleep. I lay her down on the bed and pulled the covers over her before changing to go to bed myself.
I honestly had no idea how she was going to do this, but I knew that she would find a way around it which would benefit everyone.
dont hate me :P. i know everyone was expecting Esme to tell Emmett in this chapter, but i thought it would be better if we saw Esme's past before we got the all the drama. anyone notice the link between Esme and Carlisles relationship and Bella and Edward's?
Let me know what you thought and i wll try to update asap :) Speak to you soon.
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