Explaining it to them is easier than I thought it would be.
They accept it, as they had accepted their son's dilemma.
When I'm finished, Carlisle looks murderous – as does Edward – but it's Esme that makes my heart clench.
She's crying… for me; she's crying because of what my parents – my father mostly – did to me.
I take her in my arms, closing my eyes as my vision gets blurry with tears and simply try to comfort her.
There's silence in the room except for her sobs and my sniffles for a few moments before Carlisle takes his wife in his arms, cradling her protectively, Edward doing the same with me.
I nestle into him, wanting to forget it all… but there's just something about talking about it. It's like I'm there again, only this time instead of being the abused… I'm watching.
Its then that fear plagues me.
Sorry for the total lack of updating yesterday. I woke up and had to go to the doctors, then went to the city then took the train back home to get a few things that were vital for entertainment because I was going to my father's/grandma's and they don't have internet.
I'll be updating today, but it comes when it comes. I'm sorry for all this, I'm trying to write ahead and I really want to finish this within the next two weeks because I'm writing another E/B drabble. Vamp/human this time. I'll probably give you the summary next chapter or something.
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