Carlisle and Esme's Story
This is what my version of Carilsle and Esme is. This is how I pictured them meeting and being together. This is what I think happened when Esme found out, and this is what happened when Esme wanted in.
I warn you that the facts in this story are wrong, all wrong! This is simply what would have happened if the order of the Cullens changed.
1. Chapter 1
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I was sitting on a park bench, trying to figure out how I would create the person I wanted to spend forever with. I knew that I needed to bite them, and to inject venom, but is there anything else? How long does it take? Also, how will I know if the person is right? How will I know that they won't be horrible for me?
That's when I saw her face.
She walked by and I noticed her scent, she turned around for some reason and I saw the prettiest face I had ever seen. It was the kindest face that ever roamed the planet. I knew this. No one I had ever met was so kind looking or beautiful as the creature in front of me.
I stood up and walked to her side. I was desperate to see her up close. To talk to her, even.
"Hello" I said, eager for her answer.
"Hello." She eyed me curiously. "My name is Esme Eilleen." She held out her delicate gloved hand.
I grabbed it and lightly kissed her hand. It took everything I had not to simply bite her there.
"My name is Carlisle Cullen" I said. She looked at me expectantly. I realized that I needed a reason(other than wanting to have her become a vampire) for being here. "I was wondering if you new where the common saloon is?"
I looked around and realized that it was just across the street from us. She blushes and points to it.
"Thank you kind lady." I reply. I walk away reluctantly. I watch her turn and leave. I slowly follow her. She goes into a respectable looking house and I restrain myself from following her in. I simply walk back in forth in front of the charming house for a good hour or maybe even two.
At one point Esme comes back out and I hope she doesn't notice me, I don't want her thinking I'm strange. She certainly would if she say someone lingering outside of her home for hours on end. She does however and she's walking straight for me. I long to back away but the look in her eyes tells me she'd just follow.
"Hello sir." She says. The tone of her voice is very annoyed.
"Madame" I say. A smile makes its way across my face. "What seems to be the problem?"
"Sir, I have noticed your...lingering around the front of my aunt's house." Her look is stern.
"Your aunt's house? Who is this aunt you speak of?" I try to distract her, so she won't leave my site, so she won't leave and never bless me with her presence.
"My kind aunt's identity is of no matter to you." She says. "I came here to tell you, kind gentlemen, that my aunt and I were simply pondering you. We thought you might have somewhat of a need of us. Clearly you do not, so I must simply ask you to leave my aunt‘s property."
All this harshness is clearly getting to her. She is too kind to say these mean words. She blushes and I see eher fingers twitching. I smile at her and she blushes.
"My lady," I say, "I was simply hoping for another glimpse of a beautiful face that I had seen earlier, in the park."
She blushes deeper,
"Care for a walk on this lovely day?" I step away from her hoping she'll follow along. She takes my bait. She steps forward and links arms with me.
"Is that simply sweet talk, or is it a truth that you own up to?" She says referring to my confession. She looksdown at her feet as she waits for my answer.
"I could never deny your beauty." I say wholeheartedly. She blushes and we continue to walk until the sun is on the horizon. She notices this.
"I must go home. My poor aunt will be wondering what I've been up to." I nod and walk her home.
As she walks inside I realize that my life, or my damnation rather, has just changed forever. I realize that I'll never be the same.