Back to health

Esme stayed by his side as he slept for the first few weeks. Like Carlisle predicted he bounced back physically quite quickly and the weight came back to his body quickly however the biggest issue they had was trying to stop him from drinking vampire venom from any vampire near him. Despite this Esme knew there was going to be a conversation that she didn’t want to take place but knew it was going to anyway, “I’m not going to bite you most of the time” Damian spoke joining Esme by the balcony and looking back and nodding to wolves who were there “to keep him company” and Cullens who were there to “treat him” Esme took this as a time to air a lot of things that she hadn’t before, “I know… I just need to not get involved… it will only get things worse” “So not going to ask me what I did all these years? Because I will tell you. Trying to survive day by day, hour by hour; hunted for being something I didn’t choose to be” “We all had that problem” Esme comforted “Not being hunted. Not living caves or out in the wilderness just hoping to get peace” Damian fired at her and nodding Esme acknowledged her poor choice of words, “I wish it was different” “It could be you know. Me and you in a place where it’s just us” she looked down before shaking her head took an breath and said trying to keep her mind focused on her task, “No it can’t because I don’t love you. I never will and I despise the bond. Being **** to love is unfair on me and my family, I don’t accept the bond and never will, so tell that wolf to leave me alone.”

Esme glared at him for a few more seconds then quickly looking away so he couldn’t see her own hatred for what she said quickly turned back to see Damian fall back slightly in shock, his eyes teary and looking down Damian muttered, “I… I… understand; I hate myself as much as you hate me” Esme eyes widened as she continued to look away from him; it wasn’t his fault but remembering what Sue said Esme fired at him, “Yes it is. I wish you were gone permanently so then I wouldn’t be dragged back into your pathetic life” she gasped feeling a second link in her mind break, “I wish I wasn’t alive either, all I do is call people problems and ****” Esme started to falter but feeling Jasper intrude her mind with calming thoughts and feelings she finished him off with, “The imprint is just another curse of yours, don’t drag me into it!”

One final click and feeling the hole that the imprint had taken up Esme looked back to see Damian stare wide eyed at her, “You’re free! I hope your enjoy your life” his body shot back and arched and growling Carlisle spat, “Quickly to the cell. He is trying to change” the group dragged him down the stairs and throwing him in Carlisle hurriedly slammed the door shut before sealing the door shut in every manner possible before pushing a second door shut Carlisle took an unnecessary breath as they retreated back up the stairs and kissing Esme’s cheek Esme slumped to her seat ignoring Carlisles half cheer of, “It’s just the guilt they said you will be feeling don’t worry it won’t last.”

“I… what he said. Broken bond or not; tactic or not; I can hear he really blames himself” “What do you mean?” Alice asked joining Esme on the settee to comfort her, “I knew it would be hard but as part of the bond I could hear his thoughts and he really did blame himself for everything. His family’s ****, the imprint, the family falling apart, love, being chased… all these questions he never had answered. I…” “What Esme?” Rosalie asked joining her other side, “I hate everything. That boy has been what you went through Rosalie but you had us he has an cell. He had this burning insanity that they claimed you had Alice and yet he is stuck in his cell for 100 years. He has my thoughts of being alone and he doesn’t have you Carlisle he has nothing but a book to write his feelings down… it’s not fair” Jasper nodded and contemplating it replied, “You are right. However this was necessary, I hope we can help him after this is all done!” “Hope?” Carlisle challenged and nodding Jasper replied, “Let’s face it… 50 years in a cell will drive anyone insane. How do we treat that?” Carlisle contemplated it before looking at Rosalie replied, “Draw a rota up. I want someone to talk to him for 2 hours a day but whatever happens don’t let him out!”

For the first few days cries and pleading could be heard by the family from Damian but later this turned to crying. When the first years passed concerned grew when it turned silence. Perhaps he was thinking or maybe finally starting to accept it or was it just him executing a plot. No one knew but it didn’t stop Esme peering in seeing him stare into space almost like he was focusing on one spot in an attempt to pass the time. The notebook he had been told to fill got changed recently but as they read it despite seeing the progress he had made with accepting everything from no help coming to Esme not loving him because if she did she would have helped and finally he needed to control himself and actions to get free. Despite this the later volumes clearly stressed the state of Damian’s mind which had now started to fracture into incoherent sentences and took Esme for ages to decipher what he was trying to write. A lot of what was left was hatred pure and utter hatred but not at him but the wolf.