When i got to work the next morning i decieded to look up Esme's address in her medical files. It said she lived at 234 Apple Street. The house was under the name Charles Evenson. I sneared at the sight of his name. How dare him beat her and get away with it! All day images of Charles hitting, punching, and kicking my poor Esme. The thoughts made me want to puke. "Mary i am clocking out i have some personal business to attend to" i told the nurse as i walked out the hostpital door. I typed Esme's address into my navagation system. Her house was about 15 minutes away from the hostpital. I parked my car across the road from her house so her husband wouldn't notice. I hoped that he was at work so i could talk to Esme alone. Without hesitation I knocked on the large front doors. I could hear foot steps on the other side i prayed that they belonged to Esme. When i saw Esme my face lit up with joy. "Hello, Dr. Cullen what are you doing here?." "I think we need to talk Esme" She invited me in and gave me a glass of lemonade. Her house was extremley beautiful, Esme had an eye for decoration. "What do we need to talk about?" she asked flittering her eyelashes. I melted. She was extremly gorgeous I had to have her. "Tell me the truth please how did you break your arm?" i asked her. Her face lost all it's color at that moment. "I have something to do you need to leave, Dr. Cullen." she stamered. She began to clean up the table of glasses. I grabbed her waist from behind and swilred her around. Then our eys met. I leaned in and our lips touched. I moved my lips aorund in circles inmintating her motions. I places my hands around her waist as she placed hers around my neck. I knew this is where i wanted to be. where i wanted to stay. As we were kissing the front door slammed open. It was Charles my competition.
Esme, Esme, Esme i said her name over and over in my mind. I loved the way it sounded as it rolled off my tongue. Rosalie interupted my thoughts when she asked me "Carlisle, are you ok?". "Um, yes i am fine, how are you?" "I know that look Carlisle your in love!" I shurdded at the sound of her question. "No, i am not!" i lied. Was it really that ovibious? " Yes you are i can read it on your face." she explained to me. "What's her name"? she said with a grin on her face. "Esme i put i sling on her arm this morning" i told her with a frown. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Well while i was putting the sling on her arm i examinded her body. Her body was covered in brusies and small cuts. I have a feeling that she is being abused by her husband". i explained. "I could see the fear in her eyes while i was touching her body like she didnt trust a man." Rosalie told me everything was going to be ok. But, how could it be when the love of my life was possibly being beat by an ungratful man?