The Vampire's Mistress

A/N - It's 2020 and this bitch is still reading and writing Twilight fanfiction. What the fuck is wrong with me? This is meant to be more of a first chapter to a fic, but I don't know when I'll continue it considering I haven't finished "This is Me".

Eleanor entered Forks General Hospital and walked up to the reception desk.

"Oh, hey Eleanor! I'll page your father," the receptionist said.

"Thank you," Eleanor said politely and sat down in a chair in the waiting room.

Soon, Carlisle came through the doors. "Eleanor?"

"I…um…I brought you some dinner." By the way she was stuttering, Carlisle knew something was wrong. He led her to his office and turned on the small lamp on his desk.

"I know its Wednesday and that's normally when Esme brings you 'dinner', but I had to see you."

Carlisle cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly. He sat down in his desk chair and Eleanor straddled him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and set her forehead on his, taking comfort in his scent.

"What's wrong?" he asked, stroking her blonde hair.

"It's silly."

"What is it?"

Eleanor shrugged. "Just missing being human is all."

"Being human would certainly make our situation much harder."

"You mean having your mistress and wife under the safe roof?"

"You're not my mistress. You're my mate."

"You're married to Esme, so I am your mistress."

Carlisle sighed. "We've discussed this. It's for appearances only. I can't be seen to be married to a teenager." Carlisle was used to her mood swings.

Most of the time she was silly like Alice and sassy like Rosalie, but sometimes she'd sink into melancholy moods which often led to fights between her and Edward.

Eleanor shifted in his lap and set her head in his neck.

Carlisle kissed her forehead and they sat in silence for the duration of his 'dinner'.

Eleanor walked in the door and made her way to Esme's room.

The brunette woman was working on blueprints.

Eleanor threw herself on the bed, right on top of Esme's work.

"I'm working," Esme told her.

"What's everyone up to?"

"Emmett and Jasper are out hunting. Edward's in the music room, Rose is working on her car, and Alice is in her room."

Eleanor flashed into Alice's room and fell into the pile of clothes on the floor.

Alice sighed. "Hello Eleanor."

"I'm bored. Entertain me."

"I'm going through my clothes right now. I already started a pile for you."

Eleanor grabbed the clothes and went to her room. She threw the clothes on her bed to go through later.

Carlisle wouldn't be home for a little while, so what was she supposed to do?

She walked over to her radio and turned on some loud pop music, before spinning around on the pole installed in her room.

Carlisle had been less than happy about it, but Eleanor didn't really care. She wasn't ashamed of her past.

She pulled herself up and started to do an old routine. Eleanor wasn't sure how long she'd been pole dancing until Edward burst into her room as she was hanging upside down.

"Will you turn that garbage off?" he asked.

"Not my fault you're boring as hell."

"Turn it off!"

"No!"

"Children," Carlisle's voice said.

Eleanor squealed with happiness and was on him in less than a second.

Edward scoffed and walked past them, but not before Eleanor hit him over the head. He turned around to retaliate, but the look in her eyes dared him to hit her while she was in his father's arms. Edward finally rolled his eyes before storming out of the room.

A second later they heard a door slam.

"Must you rile him up?" Carlisle asked.

Eleanor pouted. "But it's so much fun."

"Perhaps we could move you two further away from each other."

"I'm not going anywhere near Rosalie and Emmett. Jasper says it's an utter nightmare."

Carlisle chuckled. "What if we put you closer to Alice? Or Esme?"

Eleanor considered for a moment before saying, "I'd be fine with that."

Carlisle walked towards the bed and dropped Eleanor onto the duvet. "What's all this?" Carlisle asked.

"Oh, Ali was going through her clothes and she gave me some."

"Anything lacy in this pile?" Eleanor smirked, running her hands up his chest.

"Maybe we can find out later," she said placing her lips on his.

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