The second and last one... I hope you enjoy it... tell me what you think!
CHAPTER 12: Lost – Esme's POV
On the way home my parents were asking me a few questions about the stay in the hospital. I answered every single one without any emotion showing. I also didn't say a word about Carlisle. I wasn't stupid.
At home the first thing I did in the privacy of my room was to hide Carlisle's books under a loose plank in the wooden floor. Then I wanted to lie down on my bed and just not move again. I felt terrible. My leg was fine, but my heart wasn't. It was bleeding. Unfortunately my mother was with me the whole afternoon. She was looking after me like I was going to die every moment. I only had a broken leg and with the crutches I could at least hobble around, but no. I was told to sit down, keep the leg high and so spent the whole day in the living room, were my parents desperately tried to make conversation. I even was again scolded for climbing trees. I hope you have learned from that, young lady! My father said sternly. I said nothing. The only thing I had learned from my trip to the hospital was, that not all people were as conservative as my parents. Some, well one in particular, had nothing against climbing trees, or wanting to become a teacher, going to college as a girl.
The evening finally came and after dinner I faked that I was tired and went to bed immediately. There I was then, alone, staring out the window at the dark sky. The stars twinkled and I was reminded of the night when Carlisle had taken me out to the park. I smiled at the memory. I remembered the scent that clung to his coat. I would never forget it, nor the beautiful topaz eyes he had, his clear laugh, like bells, his perfect manners and his honesty, the way he made me laugh…
My room seemed cold and empty. I was lying in my bed willing the door to open and him to step inside, to spend another night chatting and laughing with me. But no one came… I felt the tears rise up in my eyes. I missed him so terrible. No one had ever cared for who I was so much. I had never felt so special in my whole life and had a feeling I never would again…
The next days I was simply moping around the house. Staying in my room as much as I could. I wasn't sleeping very well. Every night I wished that he would appear out of nowhere in my room. But it never happened.
I was reading the books Carlisle had given to me over and over again, in the depths of the nights, so no one noticed and one day I found something in his neat handwriting written on the bottom of the last page:
"There are many things in life that will catch your eye. But only a few will catch your heart..." B. Crenshaw
I smiled. I knew that these few days in the hospital belonged to the latter ones. Carlisle had surely caught my heart, not only my eye…
Okay, I hope you liked it and please tell me what you think!!! The epilogue is coming soon and then it's over but if you liked it so far, tell me if you want a sequel... I'm doing one if I get enough reviews!