Chapter 2: Strange Girl

Carlisle's POV

My car had broken down this morning and since the rest of my family needed their cars I had no choice but to take the train to work today. Who would have known that this one little insignificant would change the course of our lives forever? Maybe Alice did if she had a vision of what was about to happen. Maybe Edward did two if he saw a vision in Alice's mind. If that were the case, they both did a great job of keeping it to themselves.

Work was much the same as it was every other day. My day was pretty much filled up with patients, and medical emergencies. I loved my job, there was nothing that made me happier than saving human lives; except for my family. It was a passion of mine, I loved knowing that my vampire abilities allow me to help people in need. To a lot of others it seems strange that a vampire can work in a hospital without any problems, but I've grown immune to the scent of blood. The need to help humans overrides the drive to kill them for their blood.

I was let out of work earlier than usual today no matter how much I insisted on staying. They thought I was being overworked and that I needed to go home and rest. That's the part that I hated about the job. I was forced to take breaks, I was forced to appear tired; all of this was done to keep up human appearances. It was hard to be forced to take breaks when I never needed them.

I had intended to catch the 12 o clock train that was heading in the direction that I was going. Then they told me that train was completely full and that I'd have to catch the next one at 12:45. I was frustrated at the time but I remained calm. I just didn't know that was the latest in a chain of events that would change mine and my family's lives.

Once the train was about a mile away I was able to detect the familiar scent of an open wound. There was something different about the scent of this person's blood. From the scent I could tell that the blood was coming from a young pregnant girl. But that wasn't all, the blood smelled good, really good. The stronger the scent got, the more I was tempted to drink it. My throat suddenly flared up in flames. The intensity of it surprised me. I hadn't felt the need to drink a human's blood so badly since my newborn days; and even then the scent of blood didn't call to me as much as it is now.

Memories of conversations that Edward and I had while Bella was still human came back to me. All of those conversations we had about how hard it was for Edward to be around Bella because of the call that her blood had for him. 'La tua cantante' the Volturi had called it. Bella was Edward's singer. Singer.I thought to myself. Was it possible that I had found my own blood singer? My own 'personal brand of heroin' as Edward described it?

I shook those thoughts from my mind. Singer or not I was not going to harm that human girl. I made a commitment to never drink human blood; that I was going to help humans, not hurt them. All I knew was that there was a human on that train that desperately needed my help and I was going to help her. I entered the compartment bearing the bleeding individual and the scent led me to a teenage girl, probably around 16 or 17 years old. The urge to drink her blood hit me strong. So strong that I had to stop breathing for a moment in order to regain composure. She looked up briefly and saw me coming over to her. She moved as soon as I sat down close to her; probably just this girl's instinctive reaction to someone of my kind. She went back to watching a movie on her iPad as if nothing was wrong. Even though she was using earbuds and she had the volume low, I could still hear 'Let It Go' blasting into my ears as if it were on surround sound thanks to my vampire hearing. I had a feeling that the song was going to annoy me for days, maybe weeks to come.

I didn't understand how she could sit there so calmly. I could tell that she was in pain. She was hiding it well enough that she was able to fool the surrounding humans, but being a vampire I could pick up on the littlest details. I didn't understand why she would try to hide her two deeply cut wounds. Cuts that I was able to tell were a few hours old. I knew she had bandages on, but that wasn't enough. She was still losing a lot of blood and she desperately needed medical attention.

I couldn't just sit here and do nothing. I didn't care if she was going to cause my throat to feel like it was on fire again. All I cared about was helping this girl, she was endangering herself and her baby by bleeding so much and I needed to help her.

She nearly jumped out of her seat when I tapped her shoulder to get her attention.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine" she said but the grimace of pain gave her lie away.

"Are you sure?" I asked. I had medical supplies with me that would greatly help her and stop the bleeding until I could get her stitched up. My sense of smell also told me that her cuts were starting to get infected. She really needed help right now and yet she was refusing it. It was really frustrating.

"Yes I'm sure" she said. I could tell that she was getting dizzy now from the lack of blood. She was going to need a blood transfusion now. I could smell the blood coming out of her even faster. I fought the monstrous side of me that craved her blood so badly.

"You're bleeding" I said.

She immediately checked herself. She was shocked that I knew.

"No I'm not" she lied.

Why was this girl refusing to be helped?!

I got closer to her and she moved away again.

"Let me help you" I said desperately to her.

"Nnoo" she stuttered out. I could clearly see that her condition was getting worse.

As soon as the train stopped she got up and ran out as fast as she could with her bags.

I debated whether or not I should go after her.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from Alice.

The text read:

Go after her and bring her home. It's extremely important.

I ran after the girl as fast as humanly possible. I caught the girl just before her condition became to much for her and she passed out.

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