The Angry Swan ~ Carlisle Cullen x Reader

CH.37 ~ Harry Clearwater

Carlisle POV

They say a vampire cannot stand to live after being rejected by their mate, I had bore witness to heartbroken vampires to whom sort out the Volturi's help in ending the pain they felt. All those lost souls I pitied and now I find myself as one of them. When I had heard of Edward seeking out the Volturi after Bella's supposed death I was worried and angry at his stupidity but now in some way I know how he felt.

Even after a week the thought lingered in my mind and if push came to shove I probably will seek out the Volturi's aid to end it all, at least then when she passed we can maybe be together in death... No I will not go to the same place she would, she may only sees her flaws but I see her beauty and knowledge and kindness. She will go to heaven while I'll be damned to the firey pits of hell.

A week has passed since we came back to Forks and I haven't seen Y/n since. News reached us that Bella was grounded but her sister had been let off with a lesser punishment for having given updates to her father to ease his mind after he came home to nothing but a note from Bella.

Each day which passes where I cannot be within her presence felt as if my frozen heart was slowly shattering. I kept on a smile though, a facade as I went about my day as if the break up wasn't affecting me. I did this partially for the sake of my family though I knew Edward and Jasper could tell my true emotions.

I won't give up either, not while her heart is still beating and her lungs breathing. I vow everyday to try and make her see that no one was ever more right for me than her. I vow that while she's still alive, to never give up fighting for her heart and only when it's stop beating will I resort to the Volturi for a world without Y/n is not a world I wish to experience ever again. I waited 342 years for her and I'll spend the next 80 trying to make her mine if needs be.

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Y/n's POV

Insomnia was slowly starting to wrap its claws around me. Days and nights since the Volturi events I've been unable to sleep unable to forget everything which had happened in a matter of 3 days.

When I did manage to get shut eye, I was drawn into nightmares of the Volturi kings and their guard feasting upon myself and Bella and eradicating the Cullens or I was pulled into a continuous loop of watching Carlisle's heartbreak as I broke up with him.

I'd wake up with a jolt, laying numb for several minutes. No matter how much melatonin I took nothing stuck. And last night had been particularly restless for todays events wouldn't help my already troubled mind.

Today we were burying Harry Clearwater. My best friends dad and a uncle figure to myself. I currently sat on the corner of my bed staring up at the dress which hung on a hanger from the door to my wardrobe. Never in a million years had I imagined I'd be having to wear it again so soon.

Only a year and four, nearly five, months agao had my mother first handed it to me to wear to Sarah's funeral. First a friend then and now an uncle. It seemed that I was slowly loosing the people I loved and with the world I had caught myself mixed up in; a week ago if I hadn't gone after Bella or had we not gone after Edward I'd probably be attending their funerals as well.

My life was filled of too much death as of late and I wasn't sure how long I was gonna be able to keep up my emotions this time. They were getting thrown in so many directions I swear the constant mood swings I've been having these last few months would be enough to have me diagnosed with bipolar.