Lizzie
The phone ringing drew my attention front the man sulking beneath me.
"Don't you dare get that darling," Jasper growled pulling me in for another kiss. Chuckling I grinned.
"I have to," I laughed sliding off him, "It'll probably be Carlisle saying Ebony's woken up!" Grabbing the dressing gown draped over the foot board I slipped it on and hurried over to the desk to grab up my cell phone. The caller ID showed a picture of Carlisle sitting at his desk with a rue filled smile as he looked at the birthday cake before him. The candles spelt 'old'. He'd been gone three days now and the wait was becoming agonising.
"It's Carlisle," I squeaked to Jasper flicking it open pressing speaker phone, Jasper hopped from the bed grabbing his trousers and slipped them on, "What's she like Carlisle!" Silence met me, then a sob.
"She didn't wake up," He croaked, "Ebony… Ebony's dead,"
One in three survive the change, it was something Jasper had told me long ago. Each person who decided to take that chance did so with their life in their hands. Ebony was the fifth person Carlisle chose to change and she was the first to not survive and of everyone she was the one person he thought he could never lose.
The Cullen's had never buried one of their own before but standing out in the rain the eight Cullen children, Jacob and Esme looked down at the coffin, the coffin that should have been empty. The coffin that wasn't.
"This is all my fault," Esme breathed to me as they watched the casket being lowered into the ground.
"No it isn't," I said, unable to swallow the lump in my throat, "It wasn't meant to be,"
"But if I had believed in Carlisle they'd have… she'd be…" Esme choked back a sob, "He should be here with her," I cast my eyes to the casket beside Ebony's, the one that was actually empty.
"Ebony was my daughter," Mrs Collier said bravely as she stood, white rose in hand beside her daughter's open grave, "And although I wish many things for her I knew she was happy. Ebony was always a quiet hard working girl, she… she never got in trouble… and when she moved here I thought she'd lose herself but instead she found herself and she did that in Carlisle. And now they can rest in peace together,"
"If only she knew," Bella breathed.
If Mrs Collier only knew indeed, I thought watching Carlisle's empty coffin being lowered down, he wasn't at peace. No he wasn't. Carlisle Cullen had returned home, her body in arms and then vanished. That was a week ago.
"He'll be back," Jasper said softly, one arm around my waist, "He just needs time to forget,"