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That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...

Chapter Nine

EPOV

Six months after meeting Carlisle, he asked Esme if he could take me to Millennium Park for a guy´s day out. I was over the fucking moon! Es had had a couple of boyfriends in the past, but they were all dicks! They treated me like shit when they weren´t just blatantly trying to ignore me and make me feel invisible.

Thankfully, Es wasn´t having that shit!

We could do badly all by our-fucking-selves!

We were a package deal, and anyone who couldn't accept that could go fuck themselves!

My day with Carlisle turned out to be beyond amazing; it almost felt like I had a father again. My father and I were really close, but having Carlisle around, made the pain seem less and less. So when he pulled me to a nearby bench and stated that he wanted to talk to me about something, I immediately began to get nervous.

Was I about to lose him too?

"Edward," Carlisle said, suddenly looking nervous and very uncomfortable. "Let´s sit down over here, there´s something I would like to talk to you about."

Nibbling on a giant-sized cotton candy, I shrugged my shoulders and mumbled, "Okay" before taking a seat on the aforementioned bench.

"Edward, you know that I care for you and Esme, right?" he asked quietly.

Wanting to cut the chase instead of prolonging the inevitable, I squared my shoulders and looked Carlisle directly in the eye. "We care about you too, Carlisle, but if this is your way of letting us down easy because you´re not going to stick around, then go ahead and just say it." I was the man of the house now, and it was my job to look out for Es! If this guy had fooled us and was really like all the rest, I wanted to know about it.

I'd be dammed if I was going to let anyone hurt my sister!

Es would have my ass for being disrespectful, but I just couldn't stand to see her hurt. My dad would be proud of the way I was looking out for my sister. "Don´t worry about Esme and me we´ll be fine." Tossing my unfinished treat in a nearby trash bin, I started walking toward the park entrance. I´d call Esme, make up some excuse about Carlisle getting called to the hospital, and wait for her by the front gate.

I wouldn´t give Carlisle the satisfaction of seeing me cry!

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