My Beautiful Rescue
Bella is the new girl in Forks. When a scare alerts her to some unexplainable activities, she doesn't know what to do. She soon finds herself in love with somebody who isn't exactly supposed to love her back. Bella/Carlisle
This is Bella/Carlisle m'dears. Just throwing that out there. If you don't like it DO NOT read it. Really. I don't want one star reviews shouting "THIS IS GROSS"... and if I get them, I may be forced to throw on of my knight friends at your face. :D
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I glanced at Esme to see her reaction. She smiled thinly and left the room. I frowned, but went with Carlisle.
Once we were in his office, he shut the door. "Carlisle, I feel guilty," I admitted.
He sat down in one of the ornate armchairs, and gestured to the one in front of him. I sat down, suddenly feeling a little awkward.
"You need to know that what happened between Esme and I was completely unavoidable. Alice sees into the future, you know that. Before you even came to town, Alice had a vision. She saw Esme with another man, and she seemed happier than she's ever been before," explained Carlisle.
"But, she isn't with anyone else right now," I said, leaning forward in my chair.
"I know that. But when Alice told me, I got upset. Very upset. I wasn't mad at Esme, but I was mad that someone else could make her happier than I could. Esme didn't put any thought into the vision, and insisted that she wouldn't ever leave me. I tried to ignore it, but the thought would always haunt me in the back of my head. It crept into my thoughts every second, and there was no escape. Being with her felt like a lie," he sighed.
I sat quietly, waiting for him to speak again. He looked at me and smiled sadly. "All I wanted was for her to be happy. I knew that if I wanted that, then I was going to have to let her go. When I told her how I felt, she was angry. She didn't put any faith in Alice's vision. She said she was as happy as she could possibly be with me, and that was the end of it. I insisted that the best thing for her would be to end it, and Esme was furious for some time."
"But then what did Alice see during that first night at the hospital?" I asked.
"Well, it had been a couple months since Alice had seen what would happen with Esme. The family was frustrated that I had just called it quits without trying to solve it. But they just didn't understand! I love Esme, I do. And all I want is what is makes her the happiest. If that meant that I didn't get to be with her anymore, so be it. I thought I was doomed to a life of solitary," he laughed.
"But then you came into the hospital. I can't really describe what happened to me that night. You were semi-conscious, do you know that? After your father left, you began talking about how you left your mother for her own good. You talked about how you only want the best for her. I thought that was so interesting, that you would put others before yourself in such a huge fashion. What Alice saw was us kissing," he smiled and looked at one of the pictures on the wall. He almost seemed embarrassed.
I couldn't help but smile, too. "But, if everyone knew that, why did Edward decide to go to the dance with me?"
Carlisle frowned at the mention of Edward's name. "It didn't take me long to convince Alice that Esme would be better off without me. Alice saw how happy Esme was with this new person in her life. The others, however, still didn't love the idea. I cannot blame them. Their world had been relatively unchanged for a long time, and this shook everything up. When Alice decided that I was also happiest with you, she decided that she was just going to accept it. Eventually the others agreed, and that's when they began to speak to you.
"I don't think Edward planned on admiring you, Bella. He may have known in his head that Alice's vision would most likely become a reality, but his heart wanted otherwise. I honestly cannot blame him."
I frowned. "I didn't mean to do that."
Carlisle laughed. "Bella, I don't think you have to try."
If I could have blushed, I would have. I stood up and looked at the paintings on the wall, eager to talk about anything that wasn't me. There was one of four men standing on a balcony, overlooking a town of beautiful old buildings.
Carlisle stood beside me. "That's Italy. Long ago, I used to live there with other vampires. They are not exactly like us. They prey on humans. They keep our existence a secret from the rest of the world. I do not agree with their methods, but I must admit that they are effective."
"What are their methods?" I asked.
Carlisle frowned. "They destroy anyone who might expose their secrets."
I shuddered and wondered what kind of world I had inadvertently become a part of.
Carlisle took my hand. "You do not need to worry about them, Bella. They never come out this way, and even if they did, we have nothing to hide."
I nodded, a little distracted by my hand in his. Even this little bit of contact was electric. He was so close.
"Bella?" whispered Carlisle. I looked up into his eyes. He smiled shyly. "I don't want to be inappropriate, but I want to kiss you right now."
I grinned and he took that as consent. Slowly, he lowered his lips towards mine. He paused right before we touched, as if to make sure I was absolutely okay. The anticipation was unbearable, and I closed the gap. As soon as we kissed, my body was on fire. It started slowly, innocently enough. My arms found their way behind his neck, pulling him closer. His hands were on my hips. I wanted more. He pulled me even closer, and I shivered and deepened the kiss.
"Bella," he breathed. I kissed him again. I didn't want it to stop.
"Bella," he said, a little more firmly this time. I stopped and hoped desperately I hadn't done anything wrong. He took a deep breath, but didn't move away. His hands were still on my hips; my arms were still around his neck. "Bella, I think we need to take this slowly. A lot of things have happened to you lately, and we have all the time in the world. We don't need to rush into this."
I nodded and put my head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. "I'm just confused," I whispered.
"I know, Bella," said Carlisle. "And I'm so sorry about everything."
I shook my head. "Don't be sorry about anything."
Despite everything that had happened, I didn't want Carlisle to blame himself one bit. I didn't want him to be unhappy, not for a second.
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