A/N: I have been so ridiculously busy!- Sorry for being late, even after I only posted the first chapter- Not a way to make a good impression on my readers=/ Anyway, I tried to make this one a little better than the last so I hope you guys like it. Just keep in mind though that my writing may not be the best because it is my very first fic;) Also, I did change the title in case anyone noticed. I thought it fit better. ~Always review to let me know what you are thinking so far! xoxo~
Previously: Her eyes were so bloodshot from screaming and filled with salty tears as she continued to sob uncontrollably. I handed her over to Alice right away, before those appalling images were forever scathed into my memory.
Too bad they already were.
I waited impatiently. About half an hour passed when a delightful, heavenly perfume filled my nostrils. My instinctive reaction would've been to kill and feed, but after a twenty three years, (well actually a hundred and fifty two) I had perfected my control. Don't get me wrong though- it was the most irresistible scent I've ever encountered in my entire existence. Vanilla, freesia, and a whiff of honey. There was always something about the young ones..
Alice and Esme then came down the stairs with Isabella following closely behind. She wore one of Esme's tees as a dress since it was so large compared to her tiny- breakable - frame. She pulled Esme's skirt in attempt to hide her nervous face. Esme smiled reassuringly at her and smoothed her damp hair that hung down to her waist. "No need to be afraid, child. We are all very friendly and want to help you find your parents."
As soon as she mentioned it, Isabella's blood ran cold, if that was even possible compared to how she already looked.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?"
She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and shook her head briefly. When her eyes opened again, she noticed me standing in the far corner of the room and gasped.
"It's him Esme. That's the handsome boy that saved me!" She said, wagging a little pale finger in my direction. I smirked back at her and everyone chuckled softly. I was most definitely not just a boy.
"Yes dear, his name is Edward. He's one of my sons" Esme smiled down at her and then gestured to each other person in the room. "And these people are my other children. That's Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie. The man that is walking towards us now is my lovely husband Carlisle." She stared at each one of us in awe.
"Isabella, where are your parents?" Carlisle had kneeled down to speak to her. "They're dead" Her eyes drifted to the floor, her long dark lashes casting shadows below them.
No one, I assume, reacted the way she expected because she gazed up at us with a look of expectance and confusion. Well, we do drink human blood..
"Hey, why are your eyes red?" She asked Esme, the last seconds left quickly. "I noticed that all of you have the same color."
Carlisle and Esme looked at each other, deciding whether or not to lie. They figured she wouldn't get the chance to tell anyone anyway, in a house of seven alert vampires.
"We're vampires Isabella, but we won't harm you" Carlisle answered in a gentle voice, as if she were going to scream at any moment. Carlisle was always the best at interacting with the humans when we did.
"But don't you guys drink blood?" She seemed calm as well, when she spoke. Her reaction was not expected. A girl especially her age couldn't possibly be able to handle this. Maybe she's going into shock.
"Yes we drink human blood, but we refrain from harming unnecessarily."
"Wouldn't you eat me then if you were hungry?" She's the strangest girl I've ever known- and smells absolutely delectable.
"Oh we will" Rose muttered from the sofa, with Emmett seated beside her.
"Rosalie!" Esme and Alice chastised at the same time. Carlisle just frowned.
"It's alright Esme, I'm not offended. It's in your nature- I understand that. You can't fight what you are. Plus, humans are the same way. People are murdered everyday in the news. I can't really see a difference."
"There is a big difference. We're vampires sweetheart" I said darkly.
"It's the person that counts"
Again, she never failed to shock us with her calmness and maturity. She was quite believable for her age. I almost wondered if she was actually human.
"And when we kill you?" I pressed, trying to call her bluff.
"I wouldn't care," She replied simply. "It's not like I have something to live for anyway. I have no life.."
"There's always something to live for" Esme disagreed. Typical Esme. Besides Carlisle, she's the kindest, most positive person anyone could know (aside from Alice that is). If I wasn't a vampire myself, I wouldn't believe anyone who told me that she killed to live.
"You're lucky to be so sure"
Alice was practically glowing. "Well I have an excellent idea. Why doesn't Isabella just live with us instead!"
"No!" Rosalie and I shouted over each other. Rosalie's reasons were quite simple though. She hated all humans- especially the females-, because she was jealous of the life that could never be hers again. Me, well, I just couldn't stand those pesky little things and… I would almost feel bad if I drained her.
All eyes were surprisingly on me rather than Rose. "It makes perfect sense Edward. We can't just send her out on the streets. It's dangerous out there."
"And?" I retort rudely, ignoring another one of Rosalie's, "Let's eat her" comments in the background. "She's just another human. What's so different about her from the rest?"
"You know what, Edward" Alice's voice sounded in my thoughts. I groaned internally. She was right… I think. After a long and impervious thought, I realized that I really had no beef with this child. After all, it was me who saved her and brought her here. I also knew that I would've left any other child without a second thought, as twisted as you may think it sounds. There was a part of me that wanted to save her. I still didn't understand it myself.
Alice saw right through my façade. I could see it in her mind as soon as it happened.
It was 4:15 in the morning, just hours after I sent Isabella off to face her fate on the streets scared, hungry, and alone in the dark. I was in my dimly lit room, splayed across the black leather sofa with my favorite classic novel- 'Le Comte de Monte-Cristo', but my thoughts were only on Isabella. Her captivating hazel eyes, her dark (nearly black) wavy cascade of hair, alabaster smooth skin, her sweet mouthwatering..- the list goes on.
I was hanging on to the edge of my sanity when Alice appeared behind me and rested a hand on my tense shoulder. " I know your thinking of her. Go find her. Bring her back." And without further thought, I did.
"So you see. It'll happen no matter what you think or decide. It's simply inevitable, so stop arguing with me you damned idiot." She said annoyed, but a small smile played at the corners of her mouth.
The rest caught on to the situation. Isabella stood there as confused as ever. "What's going on?"
"You, my new human sister, will now be living with us" Alice officially announced with a huge grin. She had a whole future of plans.
"In a house filled with vampires?"
"Yep"
"Forever?"
"You could say so."
Carlisle and Esme stood and placed a hand on each her shoulders, smiling themselves.
"Welcome to the family, Isabella"
And that was the moment that changed my life forever.