love and compassion: esme and carlisle

Two Moths Later…
Emmett had gone through the change fine. He had, lost control once. Carlisle wasn’t happy, but he couldn’t blame Emmett. Rosalie and Emmett were attached door the hip, it seemed. They never left each others sight, they were always snuggling on the couch, giving each other goggly eyes. I knew that Edward was really annoyed door it, every time he passed them his eyes would bulge out , hearing what they were thinking. Edward always made sure that he wasn’t near Rosalie and Emmett when they were like this. But surprisingly, Emmett and Edward bonded, a lot. Rosalie would get...

The pain, the burning, it never seemd to stop. I was tired of it all. Was I in hell? I had never done anything wrong, why was i here? Now i was even farther away from him than i ever wanted to be. No.
Thump. Thump THump. What was that? It was my hart-, hart i finally realized. Why was it thummping so har? My hart-, hart continued to thump, a little faster and louder each time. What was wrong with me! My hart-, hart finally stopped beating with one last thump. Now i was sure that i was dead.
"Open your eyes" someone zei besides me in a musical voice. I slowly opened my eyes. Starring down at me was an angle....