Blessed Are The Dead || Carlisle Cullen

Chapter Four

"This is your room." Bella states in a soft voice, kindly leading Constance to a large guest bedroom. It was directly across from another large bedroom, which seemed to be the only other bedroom on this floor. Constance furrows her brows slightly, glancing inside the other room.

"Who's is that..?" She asks, taking a step towards it. She couldn't help but be curious as to whom the room belonged to.

"Oh, that is Carlisle's room." Bella states, running a hand through her dark hair and looking at Constance.

"He specifically requested that you be in the room across from his." She adds with a quite mischievous look. Constance was too afraid to ask why, so she simply nodded and followed Bella further inside the room. It really was beautiful. The walls were a dark green, the carpet was plush and cream colored. On the bed sat a simple black comforter, as well as dark green pillows to match the wall. Attached was a bathroom and a walk in closet, plus a window that revealed a view to the woods surrounding the house. Constance couldn't help but grin, turning around which caused her brown curls to bounce.

"This is wonderful. Be sure to thank Carlisle for me." She says, her sea green eyes soft as they look at Bella. Suddenly, Alice appears at the doorframe, an excited look on her face.

"Come with me, Constance! I want to let you borrow some of my clothes. I've got some that should fit you." She says, quickly walking up to her and taking her hand. Goodness these people were cold. She couldn't help but almost shiver as Alice pulled her out of her room.

"Good luck." Bella states with a lopsided smile, her hands in her back pockets.

Alice leads her down a flight of stairs and into her bedroom. The room was cute, dark purple walls with golden accents. Constance's lips lifted in a smile, looking around with observant eyes. Where was her bed...? She decided that she didn't want to be rude and say anything, so she continued to walk to the closet where Alice was digging through some things.

"This!" Alice cries, flinging out a grey sweater dress. "This is perfect! Carlisle will love you in it!" She exclaims, throwing it to Constance. She gasps softly and a laugh slips from her lips.

"Alice, you know that I am only Dr.Cullen's patient, right?" She questions, cocking a brow at the petite woman. Alice laughs breathlessly, her hand going to her chest.

"Why yes, of course. But he /is/ a looker, isn't he?" Alice says, taking a step forward as she inches Constance on.

"W-well yes...I suppose so." She stutters nervously, her pale freckled cheeks blushing.

"And you are pretty, aren't you?" Alice adds with a smug smile.

"Uh..I wouldn't say that.." she answers, scratching the back of her neck.

"Nonsense! Put this on." Alice states, handing her the rest of her outfit and quickly leaving her to change. Once she made sure the door was shut, she quickly undressed, peeling off the awful clothing that she wore from before. Once she had stripped, she picked up the black lace underwear set that Alice picked out. Great. Rolling her eyes and huffing,
she puts them on, as well as the deep red leggings and the grey sweater dress. Constance cleared her throat once she finished, opening the closet door and stepping back into the bedroom.

"I'm finished." She says sheepishly and out of nowhere, Alice appears, dragging her to the dresser and immediately putting some jewelry on her. She mumbled something about Carlisle under her breath but Constance didn't ask. Once Alice had finished the works, she turned the chair so that Constance could see herself in the mirror. She looked stunning. The clothes perfectly showed off her figure and each makeup stroke defined her features.