Chapter Twenty-Five: Sacrificing
Tara was walking bare-footed over grassland that stretched as far as the eye could see it was an ancient battlefield that was covered with bodies mutilated beyond any recognition but still Tara was not moved by the carnage around her as she waded through the corpses as the thick warm blood saturated her feet getting stuck and sticky between her toes though she didn't try to remove the annoying feeling, the stench of rotting flesh refreshing.
Tara continued her journey through the graveyard of dead seemly on an unknown course she knew that she was still in Forks as the dense fog hung low though the sensation of cold that came with it wasn't there, Tara noticed something out of the corner of her eye she knelt down and shoved a corpse with its rib cage ripped open leaving insides on display.
Tara took a few minutes of slippery work to remove all the bodies body bits, blood and dirt under her nails and covering the lower half of the light grey dress that was something someone might wear to a funeral its innocent looking lace fabric marred by it new residence of wet blood and drying crusty brown blood.
Tara now saw the familiar sign that was a wooden sigh with slightly faded engravings though still visible that she read on various travels the one that welcome visitors to Forks its cheerful greeting lost as not many travelers ever came to Forks Tara read the message aloud: Welcome to Forks population: 3,120 but that was crossed out with bloody deep gash and written in blood next to it was crudely written eight.
Tara wanted to feel something fear, panic, anger at the loss just something but she didn't feel anything but just an defeated acceptance that this was how it was suppose to be as her fingers absently traced the gashes with her fingertips a thought crossing her mind why was the number eight written, eight what victims left, eight killers left a cruel joke she didn't understand the trivial idea behind it.
Tara wanted to laugh that all she was thinking about was the meaning behind the eight instead of the chaos around her shouldn't she be wondering why the senseless slaughter of innocent victims did death really ever make sense was there a real point to death but the loss of someone the pain of losing that someone, the fear of facing death in the face, the acceptance that its cold grasp is on you and trying to pretend not to be afraid.
Tara sighed loudly no, not any amount of cruelty surprised her anymore she believed humans were all cruel, sadistic and vengeful creatures that tried to ease the suffering of knowing the truth of exactly what animals they really are that they make a forgiving god that supposedly seeks to rid them of sins if they confess their evils.
Her mother used to hide away the evil really well even within Tara's house taking the beatings from a man who was supposed to have loved her, Tara blocked out her earlier years or was she just naïve to all of it, most children see the people around them with a certain purity never really seeing the malevolence inside.
It wasn't until a little later though memories are slightly foggy that Tara remembered some nights being woken by crying, shouting and a constant thudding noise at first she thought they were nightmares that made her curled tightly in a ball under the sheets head buried underneath as she squinted her eyes closed and had belief that she was protected in her cocoon that now of the evil monsters would get her.
Even when she saw the small bruises one mother's body she didn't question when her mother said she hurt herself falling over or walking into a doorway, Tara wondered one fantasized that her mother was a warrior defeating the monsters and keeping them at bay from taking Tara away and those wounds were battle marks thought Tara soon grew up.
After her mother's death Tara saw the world around her for its real face a miserable existence in a chaotic mixture of blood, murder, drugs, rape, torture, war, death, drink driving, abuse, pain, bombings and kidnap everyday thrown into Tara's face and all was the cause of humans no one is to blame when a man decides to go on the stabbing spree but him, or the a woman drowns her children in the bath tub but her or when the driver choices to get into a car being intoxicated and killing others, forgiveness in humans is impossible to grant.
Tara heard a noise a twig snatching underneath a heavy foot making her snap back into the present the sea of bodies greeting her vision even now Tara wasn't shocked she showed no compassion, no pain she didn't know these people and truly didn't care. Tara turned towards the noise and saw eight figures standing there watching her.
Gracefully she rose and made her way towards them accepting her fate as either victim or survivor whichever it made no difference when she got closer she noticed the one in front "Emmett" Tara whispered uncertainly for the first time through the whole thing, a small thin smirk coloured his features as the others around him came closer.
Tara knew their names Edward, Bella, Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Alice and Rosalie something about her being here hurt slightly a slight twinge on the heart strings that made it hard to think clearly, Emmett laughed coldly making Tara looked back at him for the first time taking him in he was covered head to foot in blood his clothes tattered like an animal attacked him.
At that moment the sun poked through the clouds making Tara grasp as she saw the family in front of her all start sparkling like millions upon millions of diamonds it was dazzling and weird at the same time but Tara stood standing she couldn't move ran for it because she wanted to be here with him…with Emmett her heart thudded loudly and laboriously.
Again Emmett smirked this wasn't right something was off here Tara couldn't put her finger on it suddenly Emmett spoke for the first time his voice shaking the foundations within Tara "Funny but you seem to be missing something" he muttered clearly enjoying the confusion written on Tara's face as Emmett pulled something out for behind his back.
In his both his bloodied hands was a thudding heart small compared to his big hands how could a heart still be thudding its purple veins still filled with blood, Tara looked up confused at Emmett's cold expression as he suddenly pointed at her chest, Tara looked down and screamed there was a massive hole in her chest where her heart was supposed to be arteries hanging loosely, skin torn into pieces around the hole as blood poured out.
This didn't make any logical sense shouldn't she be dead by now clearly this was a weird dream she wanted to wake up now she tried to wake herself up but couldn't do it "How long are you going to hurt yourself, he doesn't want to be with you" Rosalie said sympathetically like she truly felt sorry for Tara there wasn't any hint of cruelty in her face or words.
Tara felt her heart hurt as she saw her heart jutted out of rhythm painfully "How long will you wait on the side lines for nothing but a dream" whispered Alice with a pained expression on her face, "Why wait only to find your not experiencing love with someone who would return it equally" Bella stated clearly and honestly like a friend would.
Tara felt tears well up in her eyes but she loved Emmett she couldn't love anyone equally no one but he was her soul mate, Edward sighed "Think logically Tara Emmett is involved and in love with another how could you selfishly destroy that" he sounded like he was trying to reason with her. "It would be wise to stop all this and just leave spare yourself the pain" Esme said with caring as a mother would.
Tara mind agreed with the other's assessments it was wrong to think about Emmett when his involved and he deserved to be happy without any misery caused by her love for him she could love him enough to let him go but her heart was fighting against it even if he never loved her Tara would suffer in silence, Carlisle looked at her worried.
"You deserve happiness and not suffering alone there will be love for you and this will be nothing but a passing memory" Carlisle spoke softly but still Tara wouldn't listen she never was one to take the easy road she would admire him for afar trying to potter along in her life while orbiting around him like a satellite.
"Then you choose the death of who you are inside because these dreams these illusions will destroy you for the inside and out as Emmett is near you he will drain everything from you and won't stop until your not even that husk you hate is left" Jasper hissed warningly, Emmett came closer and all the others warnings disappeared as he smiled.
"She is willing to sacrifice her heart for me" Emmett spoke coldly as he grinned something was very wrong with his teeth his canines where too sharp and pointy looking he lifted up Tara's heart as if to give it back but suddenly he grabbed it and bit hard into it the pain was excruciating as Tara let out a heart anguished scream.
"AHHH!" Tara screamed her body lunging up from the bed as sweat poured feverishly down her face that made the clothes stick to her body uncomfortably as the sheets twisted around her feet like chains as she fiercely tried to kicked them off her with the fight all the sheets were on the floor as Tara sat there on the bed panting loudly as she clutched her heart there was a hint of pain still lingering.
Tara remembered the warnings but the rest of the nightmare was slipping away from her mind like fog as Tara focused on trying to remember but it was like filling her hands with water it was slowly slipping until it was almost gone accept the warnings but one sticking out that made goosebumps rise all over her skin and was permantly fixtured in her mind 'she is willing to sacrifice her heart for me'.
What was that warning about who did she have to be careful of did she love someone that much unintentionally it all seemed so pathetic she was so frightened of a nightmare she couldn't remember having feelings for anyone other than Emmett, Tara felt sick on the stomach how was that even possible she met him yesterday maybe that is what the dream was about her subconscious mind telling her that she is stupid for falling for a complete stranger.
Remembering about yesterday made Tara suddenly froze as she finally took in the surroundings around her a modern bedroom set with great style this wasn't a hospital so no wonder no nurse came by to check on her and tell her to quiet down or she would wake the other patients, where the hell was she then she wondered the room was comforting like she had been there before or have visited it was strange so much comfort in a complete stranger's house was out of character for Tara who thought of herself like a skittish mouse trying to avoid humans and letting them not know of its presence but here in this room she felt like there was nothing to fear.
So how long has she been down for the count from her fainting spell Tara didn't understand whether it was from the weakness after the beating or Emmett that caused it even thinking about him brought a hidden smile, god Tara thought frustrated she didn't know him but why did her heart feel different and she believed that love at first sight was a load of bulls….
Suddenly a light rapping came on the wooden door that startled her was she always going to be so skittish "Ye…yes" Tara's voice squeaked out as she was about to clear her throat and answer louder as no one would have been able to hear that Dr. Cullen's voice came through the door "Are you decent Miss Angelus" he asked.
Am I decent? Tara wondered what he was talking about when it clicked she looked down she was still in her clothes for yesterday "Yeah Dr. Cullen" Tara answered she wasn't going to look any better so let him come in. Tara sat crossed legged on the bed as she rested her head on her hands not caring about if Dr. Cullen saw the vulnerable moment she really didn't feel like hiding at the moment.
The door opened and closed quickly "Is everything alright Miss Angelus do you have a headache" asked Dr. Cullen concerned and doctoring, "Just Tara and no just bad night sleep" Tara said finally looking up seeing a tray of breakfast food and drink on it. Tara was shocked and touched by the kind gesture as she went to get up and help Dr. Cullen said commandingly "Sit".
Tara found herself following his instructions as she felt very bad for making him get breakfast for her, he bent and handed her the tray that Tara balanced on her folded knees making no sudden moves the gesture of breakfast in bed bringing the painful memory of her mum. "Thank-you Dr. Cullen" Tara whispered softly feeling uncomfortable about eating in front of him the warm scent of pancakes and syrup hitting her senses and making her stomach growl the tray also had toast, juice and coffee on it.
"My wife didn't know what you liked but didn't want to disturb your rest so did a normal crowd pleaser" Dr. Cullen said affectionately as he thought of his wife, Tara smiled shyly and wished secretly that she heard her father speak about her mum like that but that was just a dream. "Can you thank Esme for me" Tara said hearing the name slip from behind her teeth before she could stop, oh my god was that even his wife's name but seeing Dr. Cullen stiffen eyeing her silently.
She had said the wrong name crap why was she doing that things like that kept popping into her head "How do you know my wife's name" Dr. Cullen whispered now it was Tara who stiffened she was right crap how did she know no wonder he looked freaked good going Tara thought how was she suppose to answer that oh Doctor it popped into my head, he would put her in the straight-jacket and send her off to the loony bin.
"I must of heard it while sleeping" Tara muttered that was the stupidest answer ever but Dr. Cullen nodded generally taking her word which was again unusual for Tara who looked at him as he finally laughed "Go ahead and eat I will leave you be" he stated about to walk away, "Wait!" Tara said loudly making the doctor halt in his place an interested look on his face.
"Could you please sit with me" Tara said awkwardly she never liked being in the company of adults or others really, Dr. Cullen smiled nodded as he took a seat on the bed at the end of the bed "What do you wish to talk about Tara" Dr. Cullen said as Tara took the knife and fork and cut a little bit of pancakes taking a bite it was delightful the pancake was fluffy and soft and the syrup on it made it melt on her tongue.
"Your wife is a experienced cook" Tara said relishing in her breakfast as Dr. Cullen beamed gratefully "No but Esme would love to hear that you thought so highly of her cooking it's a great pleasure for her", Tara picked up a toast and passed it to Dr. Cullen like a child did to determine friendship at preschool if Dr. Cullen took it that established friendship in not a professional relationship to Tara she wanted to know where she stood before she opened up more.
Dr. Cullen respectfully took the bread and bit into she couldn't work his expression but it wasn't hard more stain like almost uncomfortable that seemed to disappear when he swallowed did he not agree with Esme being a good cook strange man he was but Tara shrugged it off when he smiled encouragingly at her waiting for her to talk at first Tara sat uncomfortably eating her food slowly stewing what questions to ask first.
"How long was I out for Dr. Cullen?" Tara asked curious about it as her body felt sluggish for the lack of movement but she didn't feel refreshed and wanted to sleep but was fearful she would have another terrifying nightmare she couldn't care less if she forgot it later she was still frightened by it. "Again call me Carlisle you been out for a whole day which was a quick recovery since you been through a lot" Carlisle answered.
Ok so she was out a whole day alright one down millions more to ask "Is this your house and how did I get here" Tara asked waiting patiently as Carlisle nodded so was this one someone's room did she make someone sleep on a couch Tara felt awful about that "Your in one of the spare bedrooms, when you fainted my son" Carlisle looked slightly uneasy when he mentioned son and tried avoiding his name as Tara struggled to mask her face when she got that under control she looked back up at Carlisle.
"Emmett brought me here I understand" Tara answered almost sounding distant and cold she could deal with this if she tried hard she could put across complete indifference towards Emmett and no one would have a clue and all would be fine. Carlisle watched her for a few minutes studying her Tara began to feel like a frog about to be dissected for a science class as she twitched nervously.
Carlisle snapped out of his staring with a smile he seemed generally amused "Sorry I didn't mean to unnerve you like that but I just remembered it's your first day of school so you should be eating and getting ready" Carlisle said getting up placing only a half eaten piece of toast on the tray he must of eaten before but didn't want to be rude.
Tara couldn't help but let out a little groan she didn't want to go to school today she needed to get herself grounded first but knowing how much trouble it would have been to arrange her enrollment even in her dire circumstance it would have been difficult she wouldn't complain well not much anyway as she knew her education was important.
Carlisle left to go out of the room but stopped "If you have any more sleepless nights tell me" Carlisle whispered looking at the blankets on the floor, Tara followed his gaze and felt shameful that a nightmare crippled her so "I'm always here if you want to talk" he whispered closing the door behind him, Tara slowly finished the rest of the food on the tray not leaving a scrap except Carlisle's piece of toast she felt full and slightly bloated.
Tara jumped into the shower scrubbing herself clean and refreshing herself the bruises still noticeable but most could be covered the body face wasn't touched except a bruise on the cheek which was amazing because back in Australia in her home town Tara's face was never touched and other the years the one or two bruises were nothing to draw attention as sometimes her mum couldn't protect her or Tara was caught in the cross fire.
But when her mum passed away there was no one to protect her she was getting hit a lot but he father was lapsing a bit that no massive amount of make up or lies could cover up and people were slowly getting suspicious but the schools never questioned much and the neighbors knew but didn't want to get involved would rather ignored it like they previously had done when it was her mum.
But the another night her father was so staggering to much when she finally got home from the library so his beating didn't last so long and really heavily focused on the body instead of the face so she gotten lucky it that aspect but Tara was worried now would people know the truth about her home life at school would she hear the whispers feel the glances she sighed she hoped she didn't.
Tara walked out of the shower and noticed clothes on the bed with her skin tone foundation on top this was all very weird to Tara but she checked out it was her spare clothes from her bag with a foundation sitting on top that wasn't hers, on the bed laid army patterned cargo pants with a black Bullet For My Valentine band shirt, black baggy jumper and gym boots that coordinated well.
Tara also noticed also a red lace bra and underwear Tara felt herself blush all over who went out shopping for that for her how did they know her size that had to be an bad job for them she would have to get money out of the account to buy more clothes and pay back the Cullen's for the hospitality and foundation, Tara changed into her clothes.
Going back into the bathroom with the foundation and a brush she found in a desk draw Tara saw a post it note on the foundation she read the fancy handwriting with big swirl letters and love hearts above the I's it read: Hi Tara, I hope the foundation helps with the bruise see you at school, Alice.
Tara felt touched by the kind gesture she sighed she could never make up for all the generosity that these people have shown her it was beyond words of heartfelt thanks, such beautiful caring people gave Tara a glimmer of hope for the future being here less than a day makes her want to better herself by being in their presence.
Tara applied the foundation rubbing it in evenly over the face making sure she didn't leave patches this foundation was flawless the texture making it not to runny nor to think that it was hard to spread evenly, the tone matched Tara's skin colour she never wore much make up and when she did it was always a tone too deep or too light never perfect.
Seeing her face it the mirror the bruise looked none existent she would definitely have to thank Alice later she thought as she brushed her hair into a more neat and presentable hopefully it will stay like that for a few hours thought Tara knew that was doubtful giving herself the double check everything was together Tara walked out of the bedroom.
Tara turned smacking into someone she put out her hands to push herself away touching cold toned muscle under the light cloth of clothing an awkward chuckle erupted from the male and Tara had a really bad feeling of de ja vu when her eyes drifted up and met the face of Emmett, Tara stiffened pulling away masking everything she could muster god it was harder around him than she imagined.
Tara focused on the lyrics of a random song singing along in her mind for a distraction I have a lovely bunch of coconuts, big ones round ones… as she felt her nails dig painfully into her hands as she made tight fists at her side as her eyes looked down at the floor "Morning Tara" his deep voice said trying to break the tension how did he know her name maybe Carlisle told him that also explains how Alice knew too.
"Hello Emmett" Tara said amazed at how calm and neutral her voice sounded though her body displayed a different view as her shoulders were tensed up and she was now fiddling with the zipper on her jumper Tara was afraid to look up but if she didn't she would be really rude and it wouldn't help her deal with the situation, her eyes met his again she almost slipped her mind going into crisis mode for a few minutes before reinforcing itself in control over her sommersaulting heart beats.
Tara moved cautiously around Emmett like he was toxic maybe to her mental health he seemed liked he was having a battle with himself as well all Tara's mind wanted was to rush down stairs while her heart wanted to know what was on his mind and her body wanted to invade his personal space think lovely bunch of coconuts Tara thought as she was now out of arms reach she was breathing easier.
"Wait Tara!" Emmett's voice almost sounded desperate when it was trying to come out as calm Tara froze stiff solid crap move Tara's head screamed at her but her body refused Tara wanted to cry out in frustration it felt like two people were controlling different parts of her she waited as Emmett stood next to her.
"So how are you feeling today?" Emmett asked alright it was a general question she could handle it keeping her face expressionless as she replied "I'm feeling a lot better your dad's medical skills are like magic there's a numbness to the bruises only when I move they sting but I see that as a savior knowing personally I could of been worse off" Tara watched Emmett's expression concern, worry, relief and last was anger.
Why would he feel anger but she didn't press the matter as she just tried focusing on putting the next foot in front of the other "So you excited about school" Emmett inquired causally Tara let a laugh slip between her teeth "Yeah to a point I just wanted to find myself grounded first" she answered honestly.
Emmett grinned as Tara's heart leapt into a dangerous rhythm but her mind beat it down quickly as Emmett said still grinning "Don't worry a day in Forks High will ground you pretty quickly", Tara nodded accepting his opinion as she reached the stairs Carlisle stood there with a bag in his hands.
When he looked up the smile on his was wiped off as he eyed us suspiciously Tara realized they were in each other's personal space how the bloody hell she didn't even notice it just felt so natural that she didn't feel it, Tara side stepped two centimeters away not unnoticed by Emmett who frowned and was about to say something when Carlisle interrupted.
"Emmett, Rosalie and the others are waiting for you in the garage go now" Carlisle said his voice with a forceful hint of authority making Emmett stiffen and Tara felt in a very awkward position while trying to control the battering her heart was taking she had to deal with the truth Emmett wasn't to be hers.
Tara wondered how long will it take for her forsaken heart to get the message when her head picked up the clear message but she remembered her mum saying something when Tara was older and argued that they both should leave her father what was it suddenly she remembered whispering "The heart and mind don't see eye to eye, follow the mind and find intelligence and wisdom or follow the heart and find the rollercoaster of life".
Tara realized that most decisions were made with one or the other or they worked together but both could cause pain but it's the heart that has a hell of a lot more to lose than the mind and it's the struggle to the decision that makes the journey how Tara longed for her mum's advice and comfort during this time of need.
"Um…Tara" Emmett's voice knocked her out of her thoughts as she looked around forgetting that she was at the Cullen's and Carlisle was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs, "Sorry I think I' am losing my mind" Tara murmured walking down the grand staircase and towards Carlisle.
Carlisle continually eyed Emmett until he had disappeared out the door than he turned around with a comforting smile "Tara you're not loosing you mind" Tara didn't feel so sure about that the things she could list would be staggering evidence against her. "Plus crazy people don't think their crazy" Carlisle said laughing making Tara giggle.
"Why am I not riding with the other's" Tara asked that caught Carlisle off guard as he struggled to find an answer Tara sighed she understood "They don't like me I get it" she muttered before saying pretending to be happy "Well least I'm here only for a week". Carlisle touched her shoulder in comfort "They just don't know you" he whispered trying to be polite and decent.
He passed her old bag she smiled hugging it closer to her body it was heavy with books Tara looked up and Carlisle said "Went shopping after work all your books, school stuff is there oh and your timetable and school map" Tara nodded pulling out her time table with no complaints about the choices she was given.
Carlisle opened the door and waited for her to follow before locking it behind him, Tara spun just to see a silver Volvo speed dangerously out of the drive way dust and gravel thrown up everywhere as Carlisle was muttering something about insolent teenagers and the talking that they were getting tonight.
In the garage Carlisle walked to a nice shiny BMW model car he waited for Tara but she was blown away by the amount of transport in the garage a red jeep, a red corvette, a red convertible and four motorbikes not to mention the massive amount of tools that littered the shelves it would be any DIY or mechanics guys dream.
"Some of the family member's are grease monkeys, spent a lot of their spare time working and making improvements I know only the basic of cause as I never grasped the finer qualities as a mechanic to me it was new territory and teaching me was pointless" Carlisle said as he saw the impressed expression on Tara's face.
"Yeah same here my skills stop at changing a tire and that's really all" Tara said as she walked towards a row of perfectly lined up motorbikes the total was five and thought Tara hardly knew anything about motorbikes they were all definitely top of the range the types you might see in either in movies or with professional riders.
The first one was a dark grey silver with silver chrome "That's Alice's" Carlisle voice reminded Tara of a wizened museum guide, the next was red and black "That's Rosalie's bike she has always favored red and black sleek, fast, the best and of cause eye catching" he muttered like he didn't agree with something
"The black with the silver pattern is Edward's he likes to kept it practical he does the least amount of work on his" Tara nodded though to her it still looked brand new but that was how much she actually knew, "Jaspers and Emmett's are of cause dirt bikes they both have races when we go on holidays their adrenaline junkies Jasper's green and Emmett's is orange" Carlisle educated Tara who nodded still in awe.
That's when Tara noticed one that was covered she looked at Carlisle and he nodded as Tara gently removed the tarp when the bike was revealed Tara let out an whistle as she ran her fingertips along the bike so much grunt and power it was classic shiny black with a flame licking up the sides, leather seat and silver handle bars.
"Carlisle do you have a double life" Tara said laughing as she turned to see Carlisle coughed slightly uncomfortable "No of cause not" he asked as Tara eyebrows rose which made Carlisle's suddenly grin "Curiosity killed the cat you know" he stated the over used quote as Tara waited making Carlisle let out an sigh but it was in the company of a smile "I went through that rebellious stage leather jacket, jeans that whole James Dean thing".
Tara just couldn't wrap her head around the thought of Carlisle being a person in a leather jacket and jeans and that showed on her face as Carlisle chuckled "That was a long time ago when I was younger in my teenage years" Carlisle spoke brushing over the subject this got Tara thinking "How old are you Carlisle".
Carlisle eyes had a strange sparkle in them as he said "How old do you think I' am" he counteracted which made Tara frown if she said a number to old he might be offended and if she said to young he might take that the wrong way too no win situation "Um I think your age is about 29" Tara said biting her lip unsure.
"29 it is then" Carlisle said evasively smiling there was something underneath that smile what was it "But is that really your age" Tara said wanting a clear answer "If that's what you want it to be" his avoidance of the answer was getting frustrating and Tara threw up her hands "It's not a hard question to answer" she argued back.
Instead of replying to that Carlisle tossed a set of keys at Tara who caught them in her hands she looked at him confused as he pointed to his motorbike "Since you like the classic take it as yours for a while until you find your own transportation" Carlisle said walking over with a leather jacket with C stitched on the pocket and on the back also handing her a black helmet.
Tara said at him dumbfounded for a few minutes thinking this was some joke until Carlisle said "Well put the jacket on as it would be better protection than your jumper" Carlisle said as Tara removed her jumper placing it in her bag, she avoided Carlisle's eyes as she knew what he was staring at the bruises on her arms.
"Bruises heal but not the scars inside" Carlisle whispered gently touching Tara shoulder gently "Do you have to deal with a lot of this" Tara said not able to say the word as she pointed at her arm, "More than I would like all ages and genders it's a lot more common than people think" Carlisle whispered.
"Does it make you question?" Tara asked looking down at the marks with a sudden hatred she hated being seen as a victim weak defenseless she wasn't that she could easily defend herself if needed too she just wouldn't lower herself to that level.
But doesn't that make her warped because she could help herself when others are trapped, tortured, scared and no way to leave she could of left ages ago if she really wanted too but didn't to her she deserved being in that situation so she stayed but now she got out it wasn't like she felt she didn't deserve it she just felt she had that chance without having to face her father she wasn't strong like the people that pull themselves up off the ground and walked away.
"Make me question what" Carlisle whispered as Tara looked up in his golden orbs as she said simply "That humans are worth it" she saw Carlisle frowned she brought into question a doctors moral to help all and Tara expected a quick word of chastise or being ignored. Carlisle sighed "Doctor's are faced with the most vile of sins against others on a daily basis I don't question what I'm doing I will always helps others but I question how the victim will live and if we do enough to help them live a somewhat normal existence" Carlisle said compellingly.
Tara smiled nodded "That what makes you a good doctor and human being" Tara said shyly as she slipped on the leather jacket it was slightly long in the arms and baggy in the shoulders but fitted comfortably it smelt of leather, polish and some type of cologne an exotic blend that Tara couldn't name of scents.
Carlisle walked over to the BMW placing his briefcase in the passenger seat "Hey Carlisle did you purposely give me the chance to ride your bike so I would be too distracted to ask about your age" Tara brazenly asked as she slid easily into the seat, Carlisle turned grinning like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Did it work" he asked hopefully as Tara grinned broadly nodding happily as she turned the engine on as it rumbled boisterously as Carlisle shouted over the noise "HAVE A GREAT DAY AT SCHOOL SEE YOU TONIGHT" Tara went to reply but the BMW was already out of the garage she shrugged she could used to having a normal family again Tara thought as she too exited the garage and headed towards Forks High.
Dear Readers,
There's chapter 25 done I wanted to do a massive chapter between Carlisle and the main character because it highlights the whole disconnection from the characters abusive father and how that's affected her outlook and also it was a distraction from the probelmatic situation with Emmett and how it's working around the with the character not knowing the actual truth about the Cullens. Sorry for any spelling mistakes and my lack of knowledge about motor bikes or cars. Hope you enjoy please keep reviewing.
Emmett'sGrizzlyGal