Esme

I cooked breakfast for the wolves and girls and put the large plate alongside the smaller plates on the dining table. Carlisle said that Violetta probably wouldn't eat, but I cooked some for her just in case.

After I did all that I walked out the back door to go and hunt. I figured if the Volturi were out here, we would have known by now. They wouldn't strike again this quickly.

I was having a bad day, a very bad day. I hadn't spoken more than a few words to anyone, and I requested through my thoughts that Edward and Jasper say nothing. Edward passed the message on.

I hadn't had days like this so frequently within the last few decades and here I was, screaming inside for several days within just these last few months.

I ran through the trees and I knew someone was following me.

I stopped at the cliff, deciding not to hunt anymore. I stood and stared over the water.

Edward soon joined me, "I didn't say anything, like you asked."

"Thank you." I said quietly.

"May I ask why you don't want him to know?"

"Violetta should be his priority, and if she's feeling okay, then he should be relaxing, not dealing with me. It seems he can't catch a break." This was the longest sentence I had spoken all day.

Edward spoke softly, "Do you remember the first time the Volturi came when Violetta was with us? When we followed that boy right into them and you were all brought out held captive?"

I nodded.

"And Aro revealed your recent dark days, and you tried not to tell Carlisle anything, but you eventually had to talk and he asked you to please talk to him before you did anything irrational?"

I nodded again.

"Why are you on the cliff Esme?"

"It wouldn't kill me."

"No, but it's irrational to even consider it."

I shook my head, "Irrational is going to Italy."

"Irrational is considering anything harmful, but still may not be harmful to you in particular. Jumping, for instance. Italy as well, pills, rope, self-harm."

"None of which would work so it doesn't matter. Does it look like I'm going to Italy?"

"Esme, he should know how you're feeling. He thinks you're upset with him because you haven't been talking."

"Then can you please go back and tell him that it isn't him?"

"No, but you can."

"Why can't you?" I turned and looked at him.

"I was about to ask you the same thing. Plus, you told me not to say anything."

I didn't reply.

"He needs to hear it from you, Esme. Please?"

Edward was right, he should know that I wasn't angry with him, and he did need to hear that from me, because he wouldn't believe it otherwise. He didn't, however, need to actually know what was wrong.

I sighed and turned around, going back towards the house. Edward walked at my side, a slight jump in his walk. He was in a good mood, at least.

When we got to the house I walked straight in and motioned for Carlisle to follow me upstairs. He looked scared as he stood and trailed after me. Violetta was in the living room and she watched as I walked up the staircase without a single word or glance for anyone.

"Is he in trouble?" I heard Emmett ask.

"I don't know." Edward lied.

"She's not angry." I heard Jasper add.

I walked into our bedroom and Carlisle closed the door behind him. "What did I do?"

"Nothing. I'm not angry with you, Carlisle."

"You're not?"

"No." I shook my head.

"Then something is going on…"

I paused and took a deep breath, "I wasn't really planning on saying anything, but….I'm having a bad day." My eyes stung although tears couldn't fill them. I knew I was about to cry, or the closest I could do to cry without tears.

Carlisle tilted his head slightly and looked so guilty, "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice." He stepped forward's and slung his arms around my waist. I put mine around his neck and buried my face into his shoulder, trying to muffle my cries so no one would hear downstairs. I know I failed by the way it had fallen silent. It was like the whole mood of the house just dropped dead.

I didn't always cry at these times. Actually, I cried rarely. Normally, Carlisle would sit with me for hours in silence as I stared at a wall with no emotions at all. Normally, Jasper couldn't sense anything but numbness from me. Normally, Edward would only hear a few things repeating themselves in my mind. I turned to nothing on my bad days, but today was different. I didn't know what it was, maybe it was the visit the other day and I was still a little stirred up. Maybe it was what happened before the visit, the arguments and Carlisle's forceful hand over Violetta. Maybe it was just overdue.

"Esme, love? Talk to me."

"I don't know what happened."

"Nothing needs to happen, darling. Sometimes there is no trigger." He said gently as his hand ran through my caramel curls.

He caressed my cheek when I pulled away and kissed my forehead. "What can I do?"

I thought about it for a second before placing my hand on the back of his neck and guiding his face to mine. I kissed him passionately, and he got the message pretty quickly. It felt like it had been so long. We hadn't really spent much time with the Denali's, and they had been here a long while, but I needed this.

He guided me backwards to the bed, not breaking the seducing kiss I had placed.

My fingers tangled in his blonde hair as his hands travelled down my sides slowly, stopping at my hips. His finger's held the belt loops of my jeans and slowly slid them downwards. It was torturous.

He kissed down my neck and ended at my collar bone before pulling me up slightly and sliding my shirt off. He was careful not to ruin my clothes, but I had ripped his shirt open.

"Sorry…"

"Oh if you knew how urgently I want to be with you…" He said quietly, lustfully.

"Don't hold back." I encouraged with a whisper.

I let out a small giggle as he moved down slowly, kissing down my body before he reached his destination.

It was late afternoon when I finally pulled myself up. We had been talking for hours, and not about light things, about everything that had been going on with me lately.

"No."

"I'm sure everyone is feeling very uncomfortable right now. We should go and act painfully casual."

"We weren't that loud." He said.

I heard Emmett say, "I beg to differ…" quietly before he, Jasper and Garrett broke into laughter.

I heard the piano being played, and I knew it was Edward playing, but then I heard Violetta's voice join it. Distracting herself, I assumed.

Carlisle rolled over towards me and lay faced down in my pillow.

"Up."

"No."

"Carlisle."

"What are you going to do? Punish me?"

"Carlisle!" I scolded quietly, "They can hear you."

"No they can't."

"Yes, we really can!" Emmett called up.

"Only because you're trying." Carlisle called back.

"Trust me, I'm trying not to."

Carlisle groaned and sat up. He lifted his torn shirt and raised his eyebrows at me.

"I was a little desperate…" I said quietly, standing and getting him a new shirt. I threw it at him. It landed in front of him. He stood and appeared in front of me, swaying my still bare hips. He planted a gently kiss on my lips that left me craving more.

I returned it with several kissed before I kissed his nose.

He whined and nuzzled my neck before leaving kisses up and down it.

I laughed, "Carlisle, we have visitors. I can admit, that was not a good idea…"

"Visitors? I think they live here now…" He smirked. "It's been a while."

"Good. I like having them around. I hope they stay. Now Carlisle, we are going to go downstairs to them."

"But Emmett is down there. With Jasper AND Garrett. It's going to be 100 times worse than usual."

"No, Violetta is there."

"Oh, that makes it so much better." He said sarcastically.

"Listen, she's singing." I said, distracting him as I slipped underwear, a bra and a dress on.

When he looked back at me, he was shocked, "You got changed really quickly."

"Put your clothes on." I rolled my eyes and planted one more quick kiss on his lips before walking to the door.

He was only a few seconds behind me, using his inhuman speed to get dressed and follow me out.

We walked down the staircase and Violetta and Edward stopped playing.

"Never do that again with me here." Violetta said. All of the wolves and vampires laughed. Renesmee and Alice just gave an amused smile.

I cleared my throat and my I hadn't even noticed that my hand was over my mouth. I glanced at Carlisle.

"I told you we shouldn't have come down."

"Because staying would have been so much better."

"Hey, I mean, no judgment, but at least it was in your bedroom this time…" Emmett said.

"You need a new bed, don't you?" Alice asked.

I looked at her with a guilty expression.

"I knew it was coming…" She said.

"The new bed, Carlisle or Esme?" Garrett asked.

"Oh my god! They are my grandparents!" Renesmee threw a pillow at him.

"You think you've got it bad…they're my parents…" Violetta said.

"Okay, end of this conversation." I said.

"How was your day? Oh wait, we all know…so good…" Carmen said in a mocking tone. The last two words were very uncomfortable to here from her as she said it with a hint of a moan in her words.

I stared at her with my mouth hanging open slightly.

This cracked all the guys up even more. Carmen never made jokes like that. "Yes Carmen!" Emmett said, holding his hand up for a high five. She returned it very willingly.

"You have to admit, that was sort of what you sound like…" Carlisle said quietly to me.

I hit him in the gut harder than I had planned. He winced and clutched where I made contact.

"You're just lucky I didn't go lower…"