Scars Only the Other Can Mend Chapter 12: Crashing Down, a twilight fanfic

I am so sorry to anybody who cares about this story. I just got back from vacation and just couldn't seem to get my brain to work while i was gone. I was up until 1:30 this morning writing this so please forgive me.

There should only be one more chapter after this one.

~obsessedwithmd

I spent the next three hours immersed in my music. I danced, air guitared (A/N I know! Not a word!), and sang along to just about every song that came on the radio. I just left it on the local station to hear what was popular. If I didn't do this I would end up listening to Baby One More Time over and over again; thinking it was still top of the charts. That is how out of touch I could be sometimes.

After the music started to get boring, I decided to straighten up my room. I needed something to keep my hand busy. The actually deadline of telling the family was killing me. I had to keep my mind occupied. I started at my dresser. I took everything off of it dusted the top. I then dusted everything and put it all back on top; making sure that everything was positioned just right. I moved to my desk next and repeated the process. I also cleaned my laptop screen. I moved to my bookcases that housed my stereo, Edward's old one, and the extensive music collection that had been given to me by my adopted family. It was all of Edward's old stuff much to Alice's distaste. I turned my attention to my oversized closet next. I opened the doors and flitted in. I straightened out every hanger and organized my accessories. I lined my handbags up according to color and then repeated the process with my shoes. Actually they weren't even my shoes really. Alice had bought every single pair except my old Converse. She almost ripped my head off when I hid them from her. I exited my personal torture chamber and made my bed. I don't even know why I even had a bed. It wasn't like I needed one.

I turned around my room, looking at everything. I could not see a speck of dust on any surface. I had killed over an hour. In fact two hours had gone by in my cleaning rampage. My room was perfect and I was officially crazy. What type of person spent their alone time cleaning an already clean room? The type who really needs a boyfriend, well, a boyfriend who isn't married.

A little after eleven at night, great, ugh I need a hobby. I was getting so bored just hanging around an empty house. I need to find another way to keep myself busy or I was going to self destruct very soon. Maybe I could go surprise Carlisle at the hospital… or would that seem too clingy? I mean nobody knew about us except Alice. Jazz doesn't know. His face would have given him away. The hospital does sound really nice. Yumm… really really nice.

It's seems that with fucking around with Carlisle my brain has completely left the building. I was a drug addict. The drugs' name was Carlisle. I craved him every day and every night. This was not healthy for me or anyone for that matter.

I plopped down on my little couch that Alice insisted I have. I needed to calm my mind down somehow. I picked up another one of my books. This time I chose the classic Dracula. I wanted to be reminded of the classic vampire tales. Lately I had been drowning my brain in modern hooky vampire love stories. Life never turns out that good for us supernatural creatures. Time flies by when I read. To rephrase that: just what the doctor ordered.

I decided to read at a human pace to enjoy the feeling again. I relish these times that remind me of what I was before Carlisle turned me. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy this lifestyle but, I miss being human. The killing is actually what hurts the most. I knew that I would have to kill to feed before I was turned but, I never thought that it would affect me in this way. I guess I finally have just accepted it.

I read for what seemed like days. My mind was engulfed in the fictional world created in the book. I glanced at the clock on my wall and it read two o'clock. Are you kidding me? I read for three hours? Maybe that explains why I was half way through the book.

I committed the page number to memory and closed Dracula. I picked myself up off of the couch and walked downstairs to the family room. I twirled over to the Blu-Ray player and popped in Confessions of a Shopaholic. It was lying in the middle of the coffee table. There would only be one reason it was there; Alice. She had been begging me to watch it with her. She must have seen me needing to decide on a movie. I knew I would have to watch it with her again soon if she had been the one to lay it out. I hit the play button and settled into the couch across from the new TV. I had to admit even the beginning was hilarious. This was exactly what I needed.

I was getting to the part in the movie where Suze gets Rebecca a movie about her shopping addiction when I realized this was practically a biography on Alice, minus the debt. I laughed for a couple minutes at the thought of Alice actually having a budget. She would die. I settled back into the couch and resumed watching the movie. Surprisingly, I was loving it. I laughed at one of the jokes in the movie. After I relaxed back onto the couch I fixed my eyes on the TV.

I was so engrossed in the film that twenty minutes after my laughing fit I didn't hear a car pull up. Nor did I hear the front door open and close and then the light footsteps that carried another being into the family room. I only became aware of him when a pair of delicious lips pressed against the scar on the base of my neck. He pressed another kiss on my neck and I moaned, sinking into the couch a little bit. He snaked his hands over my collarbones and lousily wrapped his hands around my neck. His lips trailed up my neck and his tongue flicked out and licked my skin across my jawbone. He stopped there and removed his hands and lips from my body. I whimpered and he chuckled. His footsteps sounded as he walked in front of the couch to stop and stand in front of me. He held his hand in front of himself and motioned for me to take it. I obliged and placed my right hand in his as I stood. He pulled me up gently. He also pulled me closer to him and kissed me with extreme passion.

He released my hand and I wrapped both of my hands around his neck. His hands ghosted under and up my shirt, pulling it up as he went. I pulled myself away from him only long even to get the shirt off. He pulled it up and over my head. Once I was free of my shirt I quickly unbuttoned his work shirt. He shrugged out of it. He pulled me closer roughly and our lips smashed together; moving in sync. It would have harmed a human. My hands found their way into his hair and his raked up my back and stopped at the clasp to my red lace bra. He slid his hands under the strap and moved them apart rubbing across my back. I shivered into his mouth and he chuckled. He moved his lips from our kiss and worked his way across my jaw and down my neck. I tossed my head back and moaned in ecstasy. I had one coherent thought running through my mind and I had to ask it before it left my mind too.

"What are you doing home?" I managed to mumble out. I could feel and smile tug at the corners of his lips as they worked their magic. His teeth lightly grabbed the cold skin of my neck. When he didn't respond I asked him again, "Carlisle, why are you home?"

He lifted his face to meet my eyes and smiled. "There was no work left to be done and I was sitting at my desk thinking of you. I was uncomfortable and I needed to come home to confirm my diagnosis of the situation," he finished chuckling. I loved his doctor mode and I practically came then and there. He noticed my reaction and lowered his mouth to my ear. "I think I got this one right," he whispered softly into my ear. While I was distracted with his words he unclasped my bra and slid the thin straps down my arms that had fallen out of his hair and down to the side of my body. The lacy fabric fell to the floor between us. I felt my knees start to give out and he lifted me up at vampire speed and laid me on my back on the couch. He stripped off his slacks and boxers then turned to me. He removed my distressed jeans and my matching lacy red boy shorts quickly. He laid in-between my legs and reached up for a kiss which I granted him without any hesitation. I opened my mouth and his tongue dived into it. We fought for dominance for a couple seconds but, he conceded. It didn't last long because he kissed a trail down my jaw-line and neck. He stopped there momentarily then kissed a line between my breasts that had my toes curling. His hand came up and cupped my left breast while he captured my right nipple between his razor sharp teeth. He sucked the nub and grazed his teeth over it, instantly turning it diamond hard. His hand was messaging my left breast and he had concentrated his attention on the nub. He soon switched positions and I was withering in sweet agony when he was done.

When he was done there, he trailed down to my belly button and his tongue circled it. With an unexpected movement he plunged his tongue into the shallow cavity. I yelped in surprise and the vibrations from his chuckle made me shiver.

He moved lower and left a faint trail of venom from his tongue on my lower abdomen. My eyes rolled back into my skull and I didn't notice where I was or what he was doing after I felt his cool breath against my dripping folds. I was so close to coming and he hadn't even touched me yet. He placed his hands on my hips and lowered his face to me. I was practically shaking in anticipation. I heard him inhale. His exhale was shaky and I could tell he was using every ounce of his famous self control. He kissed my embarrassingly wet folds and I moaned deeply.

"Carlisle, Fuck… Please Carlisle, I need you," I mumbled, attempting to vocalize that I needed him now. He granted my wish by plunging his amazing tongue into me. I yelped even though I knew that it was coming. He licked around me completely and then dipped into me again. I heard him suck in a breath. He had never done anything like this before. I was confused until I felt and heard the vibrations of a growl against my super-heated core. I screamed as the growl ended after five seconds.

I was panting heavily even without the need for oxygen. He ghosted his fingers down to meet his lips and then two fingers where plunged into my already tight and hot core. He pulled them out and then thrust them back into me twice before I felt him suck my clit into his eager mouth. His tongue flicked it once, then twice while his fingers pounded into me. He curled his fingers around my sweet spot in sync with one last flick of his tongue. I screamed his name as he sent me over board; clinching around his fingers. He continued to curl and uncurl his fingers to keep me going as long as possible.

When I started to calm down his removed his fingers and licked them clean. I had to admit that that was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. After his two digits were clean he lowered his head and cleaned me completely. I was close to coming a second time by the time he was done.

"Damn, I need you in me now!" I demanded. He quickly repositioned himself right over my now dripping core. I felt him tease my hot folds with the tip of his apparently intense erection. His lips attacked mine once more and I bucked my hips; trying to get him into me. He managed to pull away before that happened. His tongue entered my mouth and quickly defeated my feeble attempts at dominance. He repositioned himself at my entrance and with one quick thrust he was completely sheathed inside of me. He caught me off guard with his quick movements. Our mouths detached as we both vocalized our please. Our words were identical; screams of pleasure.

He withdrew from me almost completely and then slammed back into me. He repeated the process until I was tight, hot, and slick around his cock. He reached down and pinched my clit sending me over the edge once again tonight. I screamed and moaned out in pleasure. He had not yet climaxed and kept up his pace as I rode out my orgasm, bucking my hips wildly.

I heard a couple gasps that didn't come from me or him. We both froze as best we could in our current situation. 'Oh my God, no, no no no," I cried. He pulled out of me quickly and collapsed on top of me.

A chorus of gasps, Bella's, and Carlisle's coming from our family that stood at the back door of our house. He was the first to jump up and dress. He threw my clothes at me and I dressed in two seconds flat. I stood next to Carlisle. Our shocked family stood frozen at the door.

Jasper stood looking confused, hurt, angry, and a little lustful. He must have been absorbing everybody else's emotions. He looked like he was on overload. He had never been so out of control before. Alice just looked upset. She had seen this coming and had to hide it from everybody. She was just frozen in a blank expression. Emmett looked enraged and something else, maybe curiosity. Rosalie looked like she was going to rip my head from my body. She also wore a sad frown. I was afraid to look at my adopted mother after I had taken in all of my siblings. We had never thought about her finding out like this.

I had to look at her eventually though and her expression was what was to be expected. She looked like someone had taken her whole world from her, which had actually happened. She fell to her knees and Rosalie quickly collapsed to hold her. Esme Wept into Rosalie's shirt.

"How could you Dad?" asked Jasper. He had pulled himself together enough to process what was happening. Carlisle just stood frozen.

"Carlisle, why… how… could, he. No…," was all that could be heard from the completely undone body that was Esme, Carlisle's wife and my mother.

Rosalie turned he head to us and anger was clearly visible on her beautiful features. "You are disgusting," she hissed at us. I suppose that was all Carlisle could take because he bolted out the door without looking back. I spun and sat on the couch and set my chin in my hands.

"Alice, can you come hold mom?" snapped Rose. The pixie did because the next second I was facing a fuming blonde vampire. Jasper and Emmett appeared behind her instantly. I could hear Esme crying in the background. She was also whimpering words that sounded vaguely like why.

Rosalie stepped forward once and Emmett grabbed her forearms; holding her back. I could see and feel Jasper trying to calm her down. She fought against Emmett's brute strength and was able to get one hand free.

"How could you Bella?" she spat. I felt the sting of a hand hitting my face next. I yelped. Emmett quickly grabbed a hold of his wife and dragged her away. Jasper looked down at me in disappointment.

I stood up and darted out the door into the dark, early morning. My family had just found out about Carlisle and now everything was coming crashing down.

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