FOUND (C. Cullen)

0.5 Intruder Alert

[Third Person POV]

A certain stranger with pale white skin, and chiseled features, eyes bloody red breaks into the street at the back of the flat building discreetly, without anybody seeing him. Climbing up to the fire-exit stairs, footsteps quiet as mouse, unheard and swift reaching to a familiar flat where the scent must've been strong.

Sliding a window up, just enough for him to enter without any noise. Entering in the flat, the stranger looked around the place, observing the home aura around, touching a few objects out of curiosity.

Til he entered the main bedroom, more like the only bedroom, to see Olivia laying on her bed, asleep. Her blanket and a few pillows were scattered all around her. The stranger walk towards her and stops in front seeing her resting beautiful face, he couldn't resist but be in a trance just looking at her face

No doubt she was beautiful like.....

Before he could think of his partner, he pushes it to the back of his mind and focuses to the sleeping woman. He takes it in to see her whole form and noticed a cast on her forearm.

Did she get hurt? The stranger thought to himself

Slowly stretching his hand, reaching her face to gently caress her cheek. He felt the coldness of it, shocking him that it was the same temperature as his body was. He stopped when Olivia moves a little, he couldn't help but feel something deep down that this woman in front of him is special.

His red eyes glazed on her nightstand finding two framed pictures, one was a landscape with her and the Cullens, the other made his blood boil, it was a portrait of a blonde haired man with his arm around her shoulder smiling happily. Feeling anger he took it in his hand memorizing the look of this man and quietly returned it back to its place.

Then he noticed a scarf hanging on a chair, the stranger picked it up and inhales Olivia's scent. His eyes from red turned pitch black he brings it closer, determined to take it with him. Turning his eyes back to Olivia still asleep, he leans down inches away from her bare neck, sniffing her scent.

Realization hits him, when she smelled not like any human being but like him just different in her way. The bloodlust for her grew inside of him, satisified with this and he left without a trace except his unfamiliar scent.

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[Carlisle's POV]

I drove my car heading to Olivia's place, I just got off from work and I needed to check up on her for her arm. The landlady already knew me so well, so going inside the building was no problem for me.

I knocked on Olivia's door waiting for her to open. As soon as she did, her hair was a bit of a messed and her eyes were a bit sleepy. Guess I woke her up. Even with the mess, she still looked pretty.