Afraid of Living

Newest Cullen (#1)

(Alexandrite's Looks Above)
Alexandrite's POV
I stumble through the forest, away from that place. Why do people always do this to me? I trip on a root, but catch myself just in time, getting back up. If I stop, then be finds me. I start going faster, my jogging turning into a sprint. With the last of my energy, I bring myself to a clearing. In that clearing are many inhumanly beautiful people, and giant wolves.
I stumble into the middle, and finally, fall, blackness clouding my vision.
Before I can completely black out I force myself to stutter "P-Please...help m-m-me."

Esme's POV
We are practicing with the wolves in the clearing, when I smell blood. I snap my head towards the far end of the field, where it's coming from. Suddenly, a girl stumble through the thick foliage, covered in blood, cuts, scars, and bruises. She gets to the middle of the clearing before falling.
She's naked, and shivering, and right before she passes out, she stutters "P-Please...help m-m-me."
I instantly rush up to her, and cover her in my jacket. Carlisle is by me next with a blanket. She wraps her in it, then picks her up.
Everyone is staring, even the wolves.
"You guys continue. We will help her." I speak up, and they nod.
Carlisle and I rush back to the house, the girl shivering. Her heartbeat is faint, yet still there.
Carlisle rushed up to the medical room we set up for Bella, and sets her down in the bed. He instantly get to work, and I walk downstairs at a human pace. I get to the kitchen, and start to prepare a meal, some eggs, hash browns, pancakes, syrup, plus a glass of milk.
When Carlisle finished, he walks downstairs, the girl in his arms, and clothes on her. She wearing a black t shirt, and white spandex shorts. He sets her down on the couch, and I wrap the plate in foil, keeping it warm.
I sit with Carlisle on one of the live seats, and we watch the girl sleep.
After an hour, maybe an hour and a half, our sons and daughters come back, each one holding on to their mate.
Bella sits on the end of the couch beside the girl, and asks "How is she?"
"She's better, and should wake up soon." Carlisle replies.
Alice counts down from 8 under her breathe, and when she gets to 0, the girl's eye open.
She slowly sit ups, looking at all of us. She has long curls a deep blue that fades to lighter blue that frame her face, coppery bronze skin, and white eyes with fiery green hues along the edges of her eyes, and her pupils. She had a thin frame, and if she eats more, she would have perfect hourglass curves. Her face is perfect. Everything is in alignment with each other, and there is a long scar over her right eye, and three parallel scars on her left cheek.
She sits there calmly, peering at all of us through her thick black eyelashes.
"Who are you?" She breathes, staring at us in awe, and amazement.
"I'm Esme Cullen, and this is my family. My husband, Carlisle, my sons Edward, Jasper, and Emmet, my daughters Alice and Rosalie, and my soon to be daughter Bella." I I troduce us.
"You guys aren't human." She breathes, but she doesn't seem scared.
"You aren't scared?" Rosalie asks, cocking her head to the side.
"Not anymore." She mutters, but she obviously knows we can hear here.
"Can you tell us your name?" Alice asks.
"Alexandrite, but I prefer any nickname over Alex." She replies.
There's a far off look in her eyes, then fear flashes through them.
"I don't leave yet do I?" She asks, panicked.
"No Alexandrite, you don't have to leave." I respond.
"We were actually all wondering if you wanted to stay?" Edward asks, probably reading everyone's mind.
"If you don't mind."
"Of course not." Carlisle replies, a smile spreading across his face.
"Yes! A new sister! Come one!" Alice exclaims.
She picks Alexandrite up bridal style, and rushes up the stairs.
"I'll go do damage control. Come one Bella." Rosalie sighs.
"Have fun!" Emmet calls.

Alice's POV
When I get to my room, I set Alexandrite down on my bed, just here for show.
"Can I call you Andy?" I ask.
"Sure, anything but Alex." She replies, cringing at the name.
I nod, and start to question her.
"I need to know your favorite colors, things you prefer not to wear, your shoe preference, and anything else like that."
"Okay. My favorite colors are crimson red, Slytherin or fiery green, Royal purple, deep blue, cyan, and even though they are technically shades, black and white. I'm okay with anything as long as I can run in it, so no pencil skirts, or heels, and I don't do makeup." She explain.
I nods, and rush into my closet. A few minutes later, I shove some clothes and a pair of shoes into her hand, and then leave.
I wait for a few minutes, and then knock, enter in the room. She looks perfect. I rush her over to a chair, and start on her hair.
I picked out a knee length Slithering green dress with Royal purple twisty designs on the skirt, deep blue Converse, black shorts to go under, a black leather jacket, and a bracelet with a white gemstone.
"You can keep the bracelet, as a gift from your new sister."
I use some product to help her curls, and keep he their cascading over her back, down to her knees.
I bring her to the floor length mirror, and she gasps at her reflection. She twirls, excited, and I smile.
The door opens, and 2 gasps are hears. We both turn to see Bella and Rosalie standing there.
"You are beautiful." Bella breathes out, stunned.
She tilts her head down, and I can see red splotches forming up her neck, and on her cheeks.
"Come on, let's go show the boys." I say, tugging her.
She flinches, but I ignore it as we walk downstairs.