My Savior (Twilight Fanfic Carlisle x reader)

Fading Hope

I closed my eyes. My hands trembled as I read the text over and over again. All the pictures of me, all the embarrassing pictures of me on my phone. I drew in a shaky breath before stuffing my phone in my purse. My shift was over, I could leave. I quickly walked out of the hospital. For the first time, I didn't care that it was my birthday, I just needed to go home. I began walking, unaware of Shawnessy following me.

"Hey! (Y/N)! Aren't you coming to your birthday party?" She called out.

"I can't. I'm not really feeling good and I've barely gotten any sleep." I responded coldly.

"You can just make an appearance. You don't have to stay long. Just do it for me. I never had a birthday party in my life. Plus lots of people who really like you are going to be there. People like Dr. Cullen and all the interns who look up to you." She calmly spoke.

"People look up to me?" I asked, absolutely shocked.

"Hell yeah." She replied.

"I'll go for an hour. Just let me go home and change."

"Okay. See you there."

I continued walking. I could feel the corners of my lips tugging upwards into a smile. After a while, Carlisle pulled over and offered to drive me home. I gladly accepted and thanked him as I left. I walked in through the garage of the huge house.

"Hey kiddo! Happy birthday!" A guy's voice rang out. My uncle. The lights flicked on and in front of me was a black 1967 Chevy Impala.

"Oh my God! Is this for real?" I asked. He just silently nodded. "Thanks so much Uncle John!" I exclaimed happily.

"Your Aunt and I decided to give you somethin' a little different for your birthday. You Aunt is inside. She heard you had some work friends throwing you a party. She got you something to wear." He spoke calmly but I could see the happiness in his eyes. I thanked him and hugged him before going inside and greeting my Aunt. She presented a (F/C) dress. It was beautiful.

"Here you go sweet pea. I hope you like it." My Aunt's southern accent rang out as she spoke.

"Thanks Auntie. I love it!" I replied, full of happiness. "I'm gonna go put it on." She nodded and I went upstairs and quickly put on the dress. The dress outlined my curves but didn't reveal too much. I loved it. I quickly brushed my hair and took a pair of flats that matched the dress. I walked downstairs and my Aunt smiled.

"You look wonderful. It don't matter it your Mom don't like it. I know Bella's Mom would love you." She spoke calmly.

"Thanks. I have to go now. Some of my friends threw a party for me." I chuckled. She nodded and hugged me. I left and got into my new car. I drove to the address that was given to me. After I parked my car, I walked in. Every turned and looked at me before cheering. Everyone was dressed up. I thanked people who told me happy birthday. The song 'Hall of Fame' started playing and I smiled. Carlisle walked up to me and we started talking. After a few minutes of talking to him, Shawnessy walked up to me.

"(Y/N), don't you love it. You look great! Happy birthday by the way!"

"Thanks. Also, thanks for throwing the party." I smiled. She nodded before skipping off. She was really beginning to grow on me. Carlisle and I continued talking for sometime. The a slow song came on. I watched as my best friend from California stood on the stage.

"Okay, first off, happy birthday (Y/N). Second of all, everyone has to dance to this song. That includes the birthday girl." I hid my head as he said this. I watched as my friend went to his girlfriend and began dancing. The song 'A Thousand Years' was playing. I was shocked when Carlisle walked up to me.

"Would you like to dance with me?" He asked calmly.

"Y-Yeah. Sure." I stuttered, shocked. I followed him as we went to the dance floor. After we finished dancing, we both left the center of the room. We sat on the sidelines and talked for a bit. Silence came and he did something I didn't expect. He gently pressed his lips to mine. I was shocked but gently kissed back after a moment. When he pulled away, I looked at him and he smiled. Suddenly my phone rang. 'Dammit.' I thought. I sighed.

"I have to get this." I spoke calmly. I got up and walked out of the room into the parking lot. "Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Do you honestly think you can get away with kissing him? I suggest you be careful. Careful who you trust, careful who you love. If I were you, I'd watch out for your sister." The voice of the person made me shudder. Then the line went dead. My hands shook. All my hopes that this person was going to leave me alone faded. I stood out there, scared, alone and worried for my sister.