“Damn it,” I screeched. “Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!” I couldn’t contain all my frustration and punched the bed frame I was leaning against. During the setting of reality, I had sunken to the floor and had raised my knees so I could rest my chin on them.
The door rammed open and rushed in Anna with a half-full glass of water, followed by Rosalie and Tony.
“What’s wrong?” They all cried and out of blind rage I glared at them.
“What’s wrong? I look like fucking Frankenstein! Who did this? Tell me!”
Rosalie’s golden eyes softened while Anna and Tony exchanged hesitant expressions. I knew they weary because they didn’t want to set something off again and risk me having another “wolf moment.”
“Rose? You would tell me, wouldn’t you?”
Rosalie nodded and opened her mouth to say something but Tony butted in.
“We don’t want you to get overwhelmed. Let’s just cool down and settle down. You’re already anxious as it.” I glared at him and forced myself up.
“I’m going downstairs,” I announced and walked past them and into the hallway where I was greeted by the sweet aroma of rain and at the same time, fresh fruit. I ignored the other sickly sweet scents fogging up every corridor of this house and focused on those two scents alone.
“Hello Esme,” I greeted Mrs. Cullen when I stepped onto the carpet of the main floor. She stepped out of the kitchen and engulfed me in a hug. Carlisle gently pulled her away and we both gave him a puzzled look.
“I’m not certain about how she’s healing so let’s not take a risk on injuring her. She could be weaker than she lets on,” he explained to Esme and then looked at me. “How are you feeling? Any pains?”
“Only in my stomach,” I joked, motioning towards the wonderful display on food waiting for me on the countertop. Carlisle patted my back and led to one of the island chairs and offered me a plate with a variety of fruit.
“You should eat light for now until your whole body settles. Right now it’s in the process of returning to its human state.” I complied without complaint and popped a strawberry in my mouth. It was delicious and was followed by another one. “Are you sure you don’t have any pains? No aches or irritation? Anything we can adjust for you?”
I waved him off. “No, seriously, I’m fine. I’m a little sore but that’s expected. Nothing a good night’s rest can’t fix.” Not that I would get any, I assumed. I probably would get only 6 hours of sleep before I had to be back in the field. Charlotte was a firm believer in ‘what can’t kill you can only make you stronger,’ as sucky as it sounded.
“About that,” Carlisle began as I swallowed a grape. I contorted my face as its sour taste. “I would suggest you stay here in the guest room so I could check up on you but seeing I’ll be at the hospital mostly I can’t offer the hourly care. Esme could tend to you, sure, but not to the extent you need. You need to medically certified person to care for you, especially with those stitches.” He paused and I raised a brow.
“Just spit it out, Carlisle. It’s not like I’m going to scratch you,” I teased.
He laughed awkwardly and that started a nervous pulse throughout my system. “It’s not me I’m worried about. Uh, promise me you’ll just hear me out, okay?”
I nodded slowly and popped in another grape, this time a purple one so it was actually sweet and not sour.
“You give everyone a fair chance and you don’t exclude anyone to that rule. Seeing as you never met her, you shouldn’t shove her or the general idea aside.”
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Naturally
FanfictionAfter suffering heart break too many times, Marisol decided to give herself a new life. She has new responsablilties and no one is going to throw her focus off, that's what she wanted to believe. And it worked for a while before old faces stir up ol...
