Esme
By the time we got back, Violetta had hunted and was working with Kate again. They said that they think they got the heat under control. Then it was just the harder, pain gift they had to work with.
They were outside until dark working with it until I told them to come inside. Kate lay down with Garrett and watched a movie with Rosalie and Emmett. I had cooked for Mason and Violetta.
Violetta asked me what happened at the reservation while she ate, and once I told her, she stopped eating. She stood up and cleaned her own plate and cutlery before walking out and upstairs without another word.
"Should I follow her?" Mason asked.
I smiled, "No, you eat. I'll follow her."
"Okay." He nodded.
I got up and walked after her.
"Is she okay? Should I call Carlisle?" Alice asked as I walked passed.
"She's fine. Let Carlisle work in peace." I rubbed her back and kept walking.
The shower was running in her bathroom, and the scent of blood filled the hall.
"Violetta?" I called as I walked through her room quickly and to the bathroom door. Jasper was behind me in a second.
"You smell it?" He asked.
I nodded and knocked on the door again. I heard her sob, but she didn't answer the door or say anything to me.
"Violetta!" Still nothing but sobs.
I stepped back, "Break the lock please?"
Jasper nodded and broke it quickly. He opened the door and I flashed to her side, grabbing the razor from her hand. I dropped it on the basin and pulled her into the bedroom.
"Get a bandage please." I said to Jasper as I dabbed her wrist with a soft damp cloth.
He disappeared and reappeared in a second, handing the bandage to me. He sat beside her and put his arms around her. She cried into his shoulder and he hushed her continually as I wrapped up her wrist.
"Edward!" I called.
He appeared in half a second. "Dispose of that please?" I motioned to the bathroom. He took the razor and left the room.
"I'm sorry." She choked out as I sat on her other side.
"Hey Ness!" I heard Emmett greet downstairs. We hadn't told them anything, but it was what she was going to suspect.
I got up and closed the bedroom door before returning to her. She moved from Jasper to me and I kissed her forehead as I stroked her hair. I waited until she calmed down before I spoke.
"Sweetheart, none of this stuff with Renesmee is your fault."
"No one is ever happy with me."
"Maybe not at this current moment, but we're generally very happy with you. I know Carlisle is more than happy."
"He isn't going to be when he gets home."
"No, he won't be. He'll be upset and a little misplaced. But, he'll speak to you about it. You need to tell him everything when he does."
"May I ask why?" Jasper said quietly.
"I just wanted to feel something."
"I don't think pain is what you needed to feel." He said.
"I deserve it. I've ruined everything here."
"No, you really haven't." I disagreed. "None of us have ever been this happy."
"You're lives must have been pretty miserable."
"Mine was." Jasper said. "I didn't think I belonged here. I had Alice and that was it. You changed that, Vi."
"We're very grateful for that." I said.
She moved herself from my arms and she lay down underneath her covers.
She motioned for me to lay with her, so I sat back and she snuggled up to me.
Jasper kissed her forehead and stood up. He moved to the door and turned the light out as he left, seeing, and probably feeling, how exhausted she was.
I let her sleep without another word.
She woke in the early hours of the morning when Carlisle came home. Something smashed downstairs, and I wasn't sure who did it or what it was, but Violetta flinched at the sound.
"Shh, it's okay honey." I ran my fingertips up and down her arm in a soothing motion. I was expecting Carlisle to come up, but I heard his footsteps go to his study.
Violetta rolled away from me, "Go."
I kissed her forehead. "Go back to sleep. Do you want me to send Mason in?"
"Really?" She asked.
I nodded and left the room quietly. I walked down the staircase quickly. "Mason, she wants you."
He stood up, "Would you like me to leave the door open?"
"I don't think she's really in that mood at the moment…tell her I'm sorry." Renesmee said.
Mason nodded and walked up the staircase. I followed him and branched off to Carlisle's study. I knocked once and entered slowly.
"Hey…"
"What did I do wrong?" He asked immediately. He was hurting.
I walked over to him and leant on the desk before him. "Darling, she said she just wanted to feel something. She thought she deserved pain for "making" Renesmee feel like that. This was not your doing."
"What can I do?"
"You can be there for her, and she knows you'll talk about it with her. You need to be empathic and not get angry with her."
"I'm not angry with her, I'm angry with myself for not noticing sooner how broken she was."
"Like you are right now?" I asked quietly.
He stared at me for a few seconds before a sob escaped him. He hadn't done this in decades; he hated looking what he considered weak for himself.
I pulled him up and put my arms around him. He hugged me back and another sob left his fighting body.
"Carlisle, this isn't weak." I whispered. "You're allowed to be upset."
"I don't know what else I can do to help her."
"I know."
He sobbed a few more times before he pulled himself together. "Sorry, I promised myself that I wouldn't be like this in front of you."
"Carlisle, I'm here for this reason. You're supposed to be able to rely on me."
"I do, I just don't want you to have to deal with this." He said, caressing my cheek. I grabbed his hand.
"I'm not objecting. You haven't done this in a long time. You need to be able to fall apart at some point. We all have our breaking point."
He shook his head, "No."
I dropped his hand. "Yes."
"I think I should lie down."
I nodded and followed him out. I opened Violetta's door and peeked in. She and Mason were asleep, her resting her head on his chest with his arms around her. They looked perfect together. Both ridiculously good looking, both breathing soundlessly in sync, like 2 pieces of a puzzle that fit together impeccably.
I closed the door quietly and walked into my room. I closed the door and lay down beside Carlisle.
I kissed his cheek and stared at his face. He opened his eyes. "What?"
"I'm waiting for you to do something."
"Does laying here with you in silence count as falling apart?"
"Is that what will be happening?"
He nodded.
"Then yes, it does." I kissed him once and lay my head back down, closing my eyes.
It felt strange to have the Denali's here through all of this, but I heard their laughs protrude from the living room with the others every so often. They were playing 'never have I ever'.
"Aren't you glad we aren't down there?" I asked quietly.
I heard the smile in his voice, "Extremely."