I just wanted to say, that if I like, insulted somebody, with making the Cullens and Jamie go to church, or making them do anything else that´s got to do with the Christian way to do, I´m very sorry. I have nothing against any other religion, not at all, one of my best friends is a Muslim. And the head reason why I´m making my character´s Christian, is because I´m a Christian, after the protestant faith… I think that´s what it´s called in English. So, I don´t wanna make my characters something else, because then I´d probably get something wrong, and mess something up, and that way end up insulting somebody.
And at last, I´m not a dancer like Jamie, even less a figure- skater, so if I get things wrong. I´m sorry.
My child, he had called me his child, Carlisle had used the words "you´re very welcome, my child." I wasn´t his child, he knew it, I knew it, it was clear. We didn´t share a piece of DNA, we didn´t even share hair color, eye color, length or anything else. I wasn´t his child, yet, he had chosen to call me his child, and I chose not to say anything, because it felt good.
It made me feel special!
I sat in the window seal on the ground floor, feet resting against one side of it, back leaned against the other, my knees pulled up in front of me. It was dark outside, I looked out the window, I was thinking, just thinking. As every year, I was gonna spend the last hour in a window seal, that was what I did every Christmas day, and every new year´s eve. I sighed, and looked at the watch, twenty two minutes to go. I looked at the window again.
"Merry Christmas mum," I suddenly said. "Merry Christmas dad." My words were just slightly more than a whisper, as I leaned back towards the window seal.
This had been my tradition since the year we moved to Maine, when I was little, I used to say merry Christmas to the friends I´d left behind in Scotland. When I got older, I wished merry Christmas to whoever I was missing right at the time. I hadn´t fallen asleep once doing that, and I wasn´t gonna do that this year either.
But I was yawning more and more often, and I was having quite a hard time keeping my eyes open.
I looked up as I heard someone come walking. It was Esme.
"Aren´t you gonna go to bed, it´s almost midnight"
"No… not quite yet." I answered her. She nodded, and walked into the kitchen, I heard her fixing with something, as it got harder and harder to keep my eyes open.
I wasn´t gonna fall asleep… I wasn´t gonna fa…. Wasn´t gonna.
Esme pov
It was a few minutes before midnight, when I heard that Jamie´s heart rate and breathing slowed down. I stopped what I was doing, and walked out to where she sat, she sat in the window seal, she was leaning heavily against the window, sleeping. I walked over to her, got one arm under her back, and the other one under her knees, and lifted her up, and then I carried her downstairs. I put her in her bed, pulled off her hoodie and sweat pants and then pulled the covers over her. After I walked out of the room, I stroke away her bangs and gave Jamie a slight kiss on her forehead. Jamie groaned and rolled around to her side, without waking up. It was almost like, even in her sleep, she pushed away all kind of tenderness.
"We wanna help you." I whispered, too fast for human ears to catch, and too low for the others to hear. "I just wish you´d let us." Just as I´d said it, I heard the clock ring, and Christmas was over for this year. I turned around, and walked upstairs to finish what I was doing. When I came up, Jasper sat in the same window as Jamie had sat in not long ago, he had the book he had gotten from Jamie. Deeply concentrated, I finished cleaning the kitchen bench, and walked downstairs again. Edward sat in the corner of the sofa, snuggling with Bella, Emmett was playing one of the video- games he had gotten from Jasper. Rosalie and Alice sat in the sofa, talking with each other, Nessie had gone off to Jacob´s. Carlisle was in his office, and with that knowledge I walked upstairs and towards the office.
Jamie pov, December the 27:th.
I hung my new skates over my shoulder, put an inhaler, my cellphone and earplugs in my jeans- pocket, and walked out to the family room.
"Jamie." Alice said when I came out in the living room. "I was hoping you and I and Rosalie could go shopping for you now."
"Ehrm…" I began. "I was… actually going to the skating hall."
"But we´re leaving in the afternoon." (Alice and Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett, and Bella and Edward were going to different parts of the world for two weeks) I sighed.
"Okay."
"Yes... you can bring your skates and leave them in the car. We´ll give you a ride to the skating rink when we´re done." I nodded and walked upstairs after Rosalie and Alice, who were arguing about which car to drive in, at last, Alice won the discussion, and we got in her yellow sports´ car.
The rest of the forenoon, and the first part of the afternoon, I spent with Alice and Rosalie at the Bangor mall. I thought it was quite fun for a start, then I realized what Alice was like when shopping, and it was hard actually getting her permission to clothes that actually was… me. And they also completely forgot that I´m human, in other words, when we finally got in the car again, with loads and loads of bags, I was both tired, and really hungry. But I didn´t complain! They parked outside the skating hall, and finally I was gonna get to try out my new skates.
I sat down on one of the benches, pulled off the shoes and coat Esme had given me for Christmas, and pulled on the skates. There were lockers by the side of the ice, and I put the shoes and coat in one of them and put the key in my pocket. I searched through the song- list on the phone, and found the song I used a lot when I was skating. Total eclipse of the heart.
I warmed up, and started practicing my skills. There was one thing I had practiced for a long time now, but never been able to make for some reason, the triple axel. Jump, jump high, and spin three laps, in the air, then land, and land perfectly, no falling. Almost three and a half laps actually sometimes, and everything needs to be pitch perfect.
It wasn´t long before I started to feel the disadvantages of having new skates, as I felt blisters starting to form on my feet. But I didn´t care about it. It felt too awesome to skate with new skates for me to even feel the pain, and I didn´t care about anything in the world around me until I heard the voice of Kiana Thomas just behind me. I span around so fast I fell, right on my butt. Kiana stood leaning over the rib with her elbows, her gang, consisting her nest friends Cynthia Rose, Kitty Hudson and Willow Bruce. Including Kiana´s boyfriend Liam Potter, and Kitty´s boyfriend Noah Jaden. This gang, and a few others at school, were the most popular, Kiana was the star of the figure- skating- team. Cynthia was also a part of the figure- skating- team. Kitty and Willow were both cheerleaders, and Liam and Noah were football- players.
"Heard you´re living at the Cullen´s." Kiana said, and slid out of the ice, the others came after her, and created a circle around me. Kiana continued.
"Must be rough being away from your parents." I bit my jaws together as hard as I could. Felt the blood stream in my ears. "Oh, sorry, I forgot. Your parents doesn´t care about you." I bit even harder. "Now get lost, we need space to train, space without the Dylan- smell." I nodded and tried to get up. Noah- who had been standing a few meters away, came over and reached out his hand.
"Here, I´ll help you." Stupid as I was, I trusted him, and as I was halfway up, he let go off my hand, and I fell, right at my coccyx of course- ouch. The others screamed of laughter as I stood up myself, and skated out of the rink. I was angry, sad, embarrassed and in pain. The blisters on my feet hurt, and I guessed that I had gotten at least three big bruises on my butt and lower back. I went to change to my shoes and take my coat, and then, as I realized it was ninety minutes until the next bus left, and started walking home.
Carlisle pov
I was in the sofa in the family room with my love, snuggling (of course.) when a smell reached my nose, and I heard the door upstairs open and close.
"Why can I smell fresh blood?" I saw Esme stop breathing, and then got up. There were slight moans (Jamie´s voice) upstairs, and I could hear on the sound of her footsteps that she was limping. I got up, and a split second later I was upstairs by Jamie´s side.
"Why can I smell blood? Are you hurt?" Jamie stopped to hang her coat and put her shoes in the hallway.
Jamie pov
When I finally reached the Cullen mansion- or home more likely, for now at least. My feet felt like they were burning, and like there were needles in my shoes, I had barely gotten inside the door, when Carlisle was by my side.
"Why can I smell blood? Are you hurt?" He asked with a worried tone in his voice. I stopped to take off my shoes and coat. Taking off the coat went fine, but when I pulled off my shoes, I bit my lip not to curse or scream. Which would make Carlisle even more worried about me. I couldn´t help but gasp when I had gotten the first shoe off, blood had soaked through every piece of my sock, and it was clearly still bleeding profusely.
"Let´s say it this way." I joked. "Mix off new skates, blisters, popular idiots, and the Christmas holidays- bus- schedule, no good mix." I started pulling off the other shoe, and discovered the other foot was at least as bad as the first one. Carlisle bent down to take a look at them, but at the first touch, I pulled away from him, as pain flashed through my feet.
"Come on." He laid his hand on my back. "We´ll go to my office, I´ll clean and bandage those wounds for you."
Ouch, ouch, ouch, everyone´s that´s ever had blisters know that it´s so much worse than it looks. Can only imagine the pain Jamie suffers right now.
And also, about the story. There´s two things. I am currently trying to fill up some time, because before Jamie´s birthday, January the 15:th, there is not gonna be much happening. Something will happen on her birthday, and it will mean a lot to further storylines. Second, I know I´m a bit too often trying to get Carlisle, Esme and Jamie having the house to themselves, and that´s because Esme and Carlisle are my favorites, and also, they are the "parents" and they need to bond a bit more with J.