Snow (A Tribute: Twilight)
You had left a simple note saying you were leaving for an adventure and hadn’t returned since, that was before World War One. none of had heard from you since but has received minor details that you were still very much alive from Alice and Demetri. You were gone not long after Carlisle found out you were his biological child. You were the closest thing he and Esme had to their own child. It broke his heart to think that you were so far from him. This would be the 76th year. The 76th year and Christmas you were gone. Carlisle’s friends, even the Volturi, decided to visit for the holiday, hoping to lift his spirits.
Esme would send you letters to the last known address you stayed that and never received a response. As far as they knew, that house was empty, but she continued to send them as closure. In the most recent, she wrote how much they had missed you so for the past few years, how’d they’d love a response. They’d be celebrating Christmas, it would be Renesmee’s second ever Christmas. They’d love to spend it with you. You received an invite but they’d understand if you never showed. They sent their love.
The Cullens didn’t know you returned every now and then to that house you owned to collected every letter sent to you. You read and kept every one but never responded. You smiled at every letter that was packed tight with love.
Your boots crunched against the snow, your hands in your pockets as you trudged through the trees, snow falling and some landing on your hair. Christmas lights illuminated the houses you passed hearing laughter and childish glee. You couldn’t stop yourself taking a glance at some of the houses seeing the families huddled around one another. You smiled, it really was the most wonderful time of the year.
Carlisle caught the sympathetic looks Marcus gave him upon occasion and nodded in reassurance. He was finding it more and more difficult to keep a smile on his face as he did every year. he watched as the Covens mingled in chatter and even joined in at times. Many were entertained by how animated Renesmee was with her gifts and the Christmas spirit.
Just about everyone turned when someone turned the corner, they hadn’t heard anything from outside. A few gasped to see you and Carlisle rose from his seat. You looked at everyone in the room slightly surprised. The Cullens broke into smiles first. You were suprised that Renesmee who you were as she quickly ran up to you hugging your legs calling your name. You were surprised but hugged her, giving her back a brief rub.
Esme moved forward to greet you with a hug. “We’re so glad you’re here.”
“I am too.” Your eyes travelled to Carlisle from Esme’s shoulder. Esme let you go and stepped away from you as Carlisle moved forward.
You gave him a knowing smile, you knew he didn’t know what to say. “Happy Christmas dad.”
“…Merry Christmas.” He said before pulling you into his chest in a tight hug as though feared you’d disappear again.