Esme (Carlisle) icons! ♥

Where was she? Is she ok? Those Вопросы and many еще ran through my head as i scurried downstaris to alert the rest of my family. "Esme is missing!" i yelled from the 5th step. "Are Ты sure?" Alice and Rosalie asked at the same time both with a sense of worry in there voice. "I am positive, i cant pick up her scent anywhere." i replied. "Carlilse, eveything is going to be fine we will find her." Edward reasssured me. I sat down on the диван, мягкий уголок pondering the many possibilites to explain Esme's sudden dissaparence. "Jane!" i сказал(-а) out loud. "You might be on to something." Jasper said. "Yeah,...

He held out his hand. And i took it without thinking. His hand felt warm on mine eventhough i knew that it wasnt sopposed to feel like that. Behind us was Edward...chukling during the whole hunt. What was wrong with him? Finally Charlisle asked,"Edward whats so funny?"
"Its just that your thougts. Your both thinking the same thing. How much Ты want to be with each other. Its funny. At least to me." This was a little funny. I started laughing wich was a surprise. i didnt know that i could possibly feel this alive, when i was really dead. Ironic. Charlisle laughed to. This was another surprise....

Two Moths Later…
Emmett had gone through the change fine. He had, Остаться в живых control once. Carlisle wasn’t happy, but he couldn’t blame Emmett. Rosalie and Emmett were attached by the hip, it seemed. They never left each others sight, they were always snuggling on the couch, giving each other goggly eyes. I knew that Edward was really annoyed by it, every time he passed them his eyes would bulge out , hearing what they were thinking. Edward always made sure that he wasn’t near Rosalie and Emmett when they were like this. But surprisingly, Emmett and Edward bonded, a lot. Rosalie would get...

The pain, the burning, it never seemd to stop. I was tired of it all. Was I in hell? I had never done anything wrong, why was i here? Now i was even farther away from him than i ever wanted to be. No.
Thump. Thump THump. What was that? It was my сердце i finally realized. Why was it thummping so har? My сердце continued to thump, a little faster and louder each time. What was wrong with me! My сердце finally stopped beating with one last thump. Now i was sure that i was dead.
"Open your eyes" someone сказал(-а) besides me in a musical voice. I slowly opened my eyes. Starring down at me was an angle....