Forever Lost In You | By : mystichearts Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 2241 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Dr. Cullen?”
Carlisle Cullen glanced up from his patient who was sitting on the bed and glanced towards the door, raising his eyebrow in question. “Yes Marian?”
“There’s a woman in the emergency room. She’s…she’s not doing very well. We’re not sure that she’ll survive.”
“I’ll be there right away.” Carlisle glanced back to his patient and said gently, “I’ll be right back. Are there any more questions?”
The patient, who was a small fragile girl with big brown eyes, nodded and bit her lip. “I can think of a few, Dr. Cullen.”
“Good. I’ll be back momentarily to discuss any matters that may be of your concern.” He turned around and strode purposefully out of the room, towards the nurse that was waiting for him just across the hall.
“Where is she?” Carlisle questioned, and then added more urgently, “What’s the situation?”
“It appears she attempted suicide by jumping off a cliff.” The nurse mused. “She’s lost lots of blood. I have a feeling-“
“We’re not too late.” Carlisle quickly interrupted, giving her a brief but meaningful sidelong glance. “I can save her.”
The nurse stopped and gestured towards a room. “She’s in there.”
Carlisle burst into the room and felt himself catch his breath when he saw just who it was lying on the bed, blood soaking the sheets and the clothes that hung pitifully to her pale, slender body.
“Esme.” He breathed, recognizing her as the sixteen year old girl he had treated when she had broken her leg from climbing a tree. He could scarcely believe it. Why in the world had she wanted to commit suicide?
Momentarily pushing these troublesome thoughts from his mind, Carlisle strode forward and felt her pulse. It was faint. Touching his hand to her cheek, he felt the coldness seep through his skin with just one touch and he shook his head, letting out a sigh.
“Leave me.” Carlisle said to the remaining nurses who were in the room. They glanced at each other uncertainly, and Carlisle glanced up at them, his expression heartrending. “I know what I must do, now go.”
They left him without a word, and Carlisle felt his blood run cold. “Esme…” Carlisle wondered if she knew what he was saying. He took her hand, caressing it lightly with his lips. “Why must you have done this to yourself? You were…” he trailed off, and then murmured quietly, “Beautiful.”
He knew that she would not survive the night. He would do what he could, but she had lost too much blood to rejuvenate. He felt his heart breaking; he could even feel it, shattering to pieces within his chest and leaving only pain in its wake.
What could he possibly do to save her, to bring her back to the way she use to be? So vibrant, so full of life…was it her husband, Charles Evenson, who had made her do this? Had he been the one to crush her spirit and send it plummeting down to the rocky depths below?
Carlisle glanced once more at her face and was surprised to feel tempted to kiss her lips; to hold her in his arms and cradle her until her last, clinging breath of life…No! Carlisle clenched his fists. I will not let her die.
He had to do something. But what?
And then the answer came. It came so suddenly that Carlisle knew it was the only way. He had to do it, and soon, before the remaining strength she had left her body completely. He walked towards the door and locked it, relieved in the fact that it was time for mostly everyone on his staff to go home.
Darkness was quickly descending from the light that faded through the window, and as Carlisle went to close that too, he gazed briefly outside and prayed that he was doing the right thing.
When he was again by Esme’s side, Carlisle trailed his fingertips down her arm and for the first time in many years, felt himself grow hungry. Hungry for her. For Esme, the sweet lively child who had broken her leg and came to him for help.
He remembered it clearly now, how he had been mesmerized by her wide, tear-filled eyes and the way she smiled sweetly at him when he had tended to her leg. She had been just a child then, a child who had grown into a lovely woman.
Desire like nothing he had ever felt before surged through him, and the hunger he had for her did nothing to vanquish it. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to her neck, savoring in the delicious taste of her skin. It was sickly sweet, yet still held the soft and gentle aroma he remembered so fervently from when she had been but a child.
Weaving his fingers through her long, auburn hair, Carlisle placed his hand upon her chest, feeling her thudding heart beat from right beneath his palm. Making sure she was alive and that her heart was still beating, he kissed her lips, deeply, and let out the faintest sigh.
“Forgive me, Esme, for what I am about to do.” Carlisle murmured, wishing there was another way to keep her alive, but knowing fully well that there was not. This was the only way.
Pressing his lips once more against her neck, Carlisle opened his mouth to reveal his teeth, and without another moment of hesitation, bit deeply into her flesh.
Carlisle heard her gasp and his heart immediately went out to her. Even when the deed was done, he did not let go of her. She lay on the bed, shaking uncontrollably as the pain quickly consumed her. Her screams filled the room, and Carlisle was once more thankful that his staff had gone home.
Seeing her in so much pain felt like a million needles being stabbed into his heart, over and over, never ceasing. There was nothing he could do but wait for the storm to pass, and it made him feel helpless, just watching her go through it.
It was only until long after night had fallen and the sun was just peeking above the clouds, did Carlisle realize that Esme was motionless, lying on her side with the most serene expression on her face.
And it was in that moment, in seeing her so at peace, did Carlisle not once begin to regret the deed that he had done.
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