Chapter 3: Esme Love

Carlisle and Rosalie had been walking for four days straight, and since they were vampires, they didn't get tired. Carlisle was getting annoyed because all Rosalie had been doing for those four days was talking about herself. But while she was doing that, he had just kept walking and pretended to listen and care.

"Hey Carlisle, aren't I the most beautiful gi..." Rosalie tried to ask but was interrupted.

"Oh, my gosh! Look, that woman just jumped off that building! We have to go save her!" yelled Carlisle in shock.

Carlisle ran over there but Rosalie just walked because she said she couldn't run in heels. The woman had just tried to commit suicide, and was dying. "Rose, she's beautiful. We can't just let her die. Should I? I mean, she could be the wife I've been looking for!" pleaded Carlisle.

"Why are you asking me? It's your decision. If you think she'd be a good wife, and she'd make you happy, I say go for it. But if you do it, I need a husband or a friend too. Ok Carlisle?"

"Ok, Rose, anything that will make you stop making me listen to how you feel about yourself. That was a joke, so don't get mad."

"It's okay, just do it now, though, before she dies!" exclaimed Rosalie.

"Sure, sure." said Carlisle, and he picked her up, and bit her in the arm instead of the neck. He didn't want her to have a scar on her neck like Rosalie did. Then she woke up.

"Ow, ow! My arm burns! Put out the fire! Put it out! Please! Please!" yelled the woman.

"It's ok. You're okay. I promise. You are becoming a vampire, and you will be fine, I promise. I am Carlisle and this is Rosalie. You are going to be living with us for a while. We're vampires too! We're just starting a vampire family, and you will be my wife. May I ask your name, my love?"

"I am Esme, and I am honored that you'd like me to be your wife. You are very beautiful, Carlisle, and so is your daughter, Rosalie." Rosalie chuckled. "I'd love to be in your vampire family. The pain in my arm is just starting to die down."

"May I ask, Esme, but why did you try to kill yourself by jumping off a building?" asked Carlisle.

"Oh, I just had a baby, and it died right after it was born. I suffered from depression a while, and I just thought that dying would make it better." said Esme.

"We'll make it all better, Esme. We promise. Let's go on a camping trip to make everyone feel better." offered Carlisle. Everyone agreed, and so they went.