Sage Bradshaw has been a nomad for as long as she could remember. She's met creatures like her along the way but never found herself a home. She never found a place where she thought she belonged. She always traveled and loved to see what the world...
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15: Misconception
» Because I don't know where I'm going, but I don't think I'm coming home. And I said, I'll check in tomorrow, if I don't wake up dead«
"Ah Sage, what a pleasant surprise." Carlisle was nose deep with a book in his study. When his eyes met mine a genuine smile on his crept on his face. I couldn't help but return it. There was always something calming about his aura. He always seemed at peace that seem to lull me to the same mindset. All my worries seemingly diminished being in his room. "Is everything alright?" His eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion. His aura changed with it too. Had my unease still been evident? "I've noticed the past few weeks you seem to be troubled." He set his book aside and held a hand on his wrist. "Anything I can help you with?"
My relationship with him was the same as everyone else's. Though he kept himself busier so I had seen less of him compared to them. How he worked in a hospital is still beyond me. But he's helped countless amounts of humans, and it's definitely a way of giving back.
"How do you... how do you do it?" Embarrassment washed over me as I confided in my father figure. Carlisle took care of us like we were his children and often times it felt like that. As the decades passed, I've come around the idea of him being my father of my second life. So asking him about relationship advice was new territory. I felt like a child again wondering about the unknown. I never had to ask with Jasper. Everything was peachy... up until a few weeks ago. "With Esme I mean." I sat before him on the leather bound chair. He let out a soft chuckle.
"Relationship advice? This is new." He seemed more intrigued. The events that transpired yesterday flashed before my head.
The look on Jasper's face was one I couldn't decipher. If it wasn't for my special ability; I couldn't tell that he was angry. The color was vivid which meant he felt strongly about it. I possibly couldn't articulate my thoughts well enough. Maybe he misheard? Had I not been clear when I spoke on not wanting anything from Emmett?
"Jas—"
"We're supposed to share everything Sage." Jasper cut my off, his tone as cold as our skin. "Why'd you let this go on for so long without speaking to me?" The angrier he got the more evident his southern accent became. I was awestruck, I didn't entirely expect that to be his reaction. His hands held mine. "Did he try anything with you?"
"What?" I was baffled. I shook my hands out of his and stood back. "Absolutely not! And I wouldn't let him if he did. I just —" I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts. "I've been feeling terrible about everything. I don't know why the memories we shared when I was human keep resurfacing."
