“Woah…” Emmett slowly got up from his chair. You came out of nowhere kneeling in front of the end table trailing a finger down the side of the table, down the stained glass. Your eyes lit up in awe as light cast red and blue reflections around your hand. You were sat in front of the Romanians, inches from touching them.
Carlisle walked in and stopped without skipping a beat at the sight of you. “(Y/N)-” You jumped, and turned to face Carlisle before you were gone in an instant.
A few weeks later after returning home, the Romanians encountered you again. They thought you were very sweet, refreshing almost but didn’t stick around to become annoying which most humans did. “Vladimir…” Stefan’s call was quiet and soft as to keep the calm in the room. Vladimir made a noise in response. “look who’s back…” Stefan smiled. Vladimir turned to see you peeking out from behind the door frame. The two men smiled at each other and Vladimir moved to take a seat, leaving an empty space between them. There was a peaceful silence as they both continued to sit in silence watching the fire in front of them as though they hadn’t noticed you.
After a few minutes you moved into the room and meekly sat on the empty seat between the two, entranced by the fire. You were very calm as you felt a pair of cold hands travel to your head, the fingers weaving into your hair, pulling it away from your face gently. “What are you doing here, little one?” Stefan asked uncharacteristically soft. You didn’t answer him, they weren’t sure you were listening. You quietly let out a breath before Vladimir’s hand dropped and you had disappeared.
The two learned that you were determined missing not too long after your visit. Your family were worried sick and eventually lost hope that you were alive and soon they grew older and died. You visited the covens every now and then, always looking older as the years past. You always said nothing, just offering a soft smile seemingly in awe with something in the room.
Stories spread like wildfire about the most recent time you were seen.
The Volturi recognised you immediately, you were Carlisle’s patient but you had grown greatly, now seemingly in your late twenties. You were at the back of the tour and Demetri’s eyes latched onto you as your gaze wandered to the ceiling. All of the other humans didn’t seem to notice you as they looked around themselves, minding their own business.It would make Demetri’s job easier to snatch you. You began to turn, taking in the room around you and moments before you would collide into Demetri’s chest you were gone, like sand being blown away. He was startled, unable to believe what he had saw rushing off to report to Aro.
My legs couldn’t possibly move any faster but I tried anyway.
I couldn’t remember what I was running from, all I knew was that it struck fear in every vein in my body.
“Paul!” I screamed, pushing up the incline that the forest provided.
“Paul!” I screamed again, tears flowing freely down my face.
I kept running, and running but I knew this entity was gaining on me. I felt its presence along my back, felt it’s heavy breathing on my neck.
“Paul!” I screamed one last time before the entity snaked its hand around my throat.
I woke up drenched in sweat. My pajamas sticking to every inch of my body.
“Shit.” I muttered into the empty room.
I grabbed my phone to look at the time.
‘1:22 am.’ I thought.
It was almost time for Paul to get off from patrols and I couldn’t let him see me like this. The man goes out every night looking for vampires for crying out loud, the last thing he needed after yet another long night was coming to see me and me panicking over a nightmare.
I got some fresh clothes and headed to the bathroom to rinse myself from the disgusting amount of sweat the nightmare produced.
When I got out, Paul was climbing through my bedroom window.
“Hey, baby.” he greeted, nearly knocking himself out on the window pane.
“Hey.” I greeted, trying my hardest not to let the terror I just went through show.
“You okay?” he asked, sitting himself at his usual seat along my bedroom wall.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just haven’t been to sleep yet.” I lied, walking over to him.
I was welcomed by open arms and gladly leaped into them, wrapping my arms around his inferno of a torso.
I was just getting comfortable, finding solace in the presence of Paul and the unusual silence he brought with him tonight.
“Y/N, you’re shaking.” he whispered, taking my hand in his.
It was then I realized that I was in fact shaking, and I couldn’t even stop it.
“Y/N, baby, tell me what’s wrong.” he urged, turning to face me, stroking his thumb over my cheek.
“It was just a dumb ass nightmare.” I answered, my voice coming out too hoarse to sound even remotely convincing.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked, pulling me back into him.
“No.” I answered honestly, burying my face deeper into his chest. My tears starting to drench his shirt.
“Okay. Then, we’ll just sit here.” he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“No, Paul, baby you need to sleep. I’ll be fine, it was just a nightmare.” I said, trying to wiggle out from his embrace.
“What I need is for you to be okay. You don’t need worry about me okay, baby? You just let me take care of you. As long as you’re okay? I’ll be perfectly fine.” he said, pressing a gentle yet passionate kiss to my lips.
And that’s the last thing I remember before drifting off into a perfect, dreamless sleep.
Benjamin nudged Tia softly as well as other various vampires nudged there coven mates,their eyes glued to the fire, or specifically what was behind it.
You were on your knees watching the flames, if you were still alive, you’d have been way too close. You slowly looked up from the flames to Carlisle’s eyes who was in shock. The fire cast a few shadows on your face but they could see you perfectly. The dancing flame reflected in your eyes as a soft smile grew on your face. Translucent ripples softly radiated from you. They were barely noticeable but with those ripples was a feeling of pure relief, happiness and content. Carlisle immediately understood why. He had helped close your case. Your family finally got some closure and you got to rest in piece. You were thanking him. The feeling reminded him of feeling exhausted and finally being allowed to sleep, something he hadn’t remembered in centuries however it came rushing back to him like a dream.
In all the centuries he had been alive, he had never been given any proof of ghosts, not until now. The fire crackled as it grew for a moment, the flames blocking you from sight. As the flames died down again, you were gone but left no question or doubt if what they had seen was real. They all saw it and suddenly Carlisle got his own sense of relief rushing through him. If he were to die, to die in the near future. He’d be okay with it. He knew he would die protecting his family and with the knowledge that he saved many many more in the world. No matter what the Volturi did, they could never take that away from him.
idc how many horror movies i watch in my lifetime nothing will ever match the sheer terror of those ten minutes in breaking dawn part 2 where i honestly thought i was gonna have to go home knowing seth and carlisle died
I don’t know what I love more,Emmett being so immature about Bella and Edward having sex that even Jacob and Carlisle have to smirk or the look Bella gives her husband that says it’s not funny when he clearly thinks it is