This is my first fanfiction; so it is probably absolutely awful :L My best friend xXxBlackwaterQueenxXx talked me into writing one. Any improvements please let me know :) I will try to update as often as I can but stuff like coursework and exams can get in the way. And please, please review and subscribe :) Thanks guys.
Love Paisss xx
Sobbing, I leaned forwards, bending into the packet of tissues on the floor in front of me. Don't worry. I'm not normally one for romantic comedys but Mum had talked me into this one. "Bloody rom-coms!" I cursed causing my younger brother, Seth to come storming in. "What are you doing?" he asked accusingly, eyes locking with what was on the screen. I could almost see those little, tiny vampire loving brain cells of his ticking to recognition. "Leah, why are you watching Love Actually?" he asked clearly puzzled. "Mum reccomended it okay?" I said giving him evils. "Okay, whatever" he replied backing away. The doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Seth said, scooting out of the room. I composed myself. I mean seriously, how could I let myself go to pieces like that over a movie? I knew I took these things harder than most people, considering my own, personal experiences but still? That whole thing with Sam..I shuddered. Just thinking his name made my heart hammer as if it were knocking a million needles into my chest. "Leah, it's Emily" Seth called. Oh fabulous. Princess Emily was here again, talking about her PERFECT wedding, to her PERFECT husband in her PERFECT venue. God it made me mad. Leah chill! I told myself as I stumbled torwards the door. I glanced up, and the sight of Emily standing there made me forget the anger I had felt seconds before.
"Fancy a cuppa?" I asked boiling the kettle. "Yes please," Emily replied meekly. But something told me Emily was going to need a hell lot more than a cup of tea to make her feel better. Dark shadows were under her eyes, she was wearing just jeans, a plain top and a cardigan - really unusual for her. Emily normally wore fancy dresses or skirts. Come to think of it, I didn't even think she owned a pair of jeans. "So, whats up Em?" I asked, trying to sound gentle but it came out a little ruder than I had intended. "Nothing, I just wanted to come and see you," Emily replied, trying to manage a smile but couldn't quite get there. "Emily, I'm not stupid, I know somethings up or you wouldn't be here - let alone dressed like that," I laughed, she didn't look impressed. I turned around and poured the tea, then carried it through to the living room and patted the other side of the sofa as a hint for Emily to sit. She did and then burst out laughing. "What?" I said, feeling my temper rising. "It's just...you...Love Actually," she stuttered, shaking with laughter. I scowled. What was it with me watching a girly movie that was so funny? "Look, if you haven't got anything to tell me I don't know why you're here," I said tartly. Emily suddenly looked deadly serious. "Sorry Leah, I came here because, well me and Sam had an argument just now and you're the only person I could talk to about it," I winced. Oh fabulous. I have to try and make sure the couple of the year get things patched up, my life just gets better and better. Be nice Leah, a voice in my head whispered. "What was the argument about?" I asked feeling like Jeremy Kyle. "It was about..the wedding," Emily blushed. Oh god. "Really? What about the wedding?" I asked trying to sound interested. "Well, Sam said that he didn't understand why we needed so many people and so many flowers," she said quietly. "But this is the happiest day of our lives," she continued "and I just want it to be perfect," she sighed - clearly this frustrated her. The doorbell rang again.
"Don't worry, I have no life, I'll get it," Seth called. God, when did he get so melodramatic? Probably when he started hanging out with the Cullen's, I answered myself. "Hey Sam," Seth said cooly and before we knew it Sam had burst into the living room and was pleading with Emily to forgive him. I stared, hardly being able to believe what I was seeing. When did Sam get so dependent on Emily? I thought. "I'll see you later Leah, thanks for the tea," Emily said as her and Sam left. "I hope I don't imprint - Sam is crazy," Seth commented staring after them, at the front door. "I'm going out," I announced dramatically, and lunged torwards the door. I raced down to the beach and phased almost immediately.
"Hey Leah," Jacob thought, almost immediately after I phased. "I know, imprinting looks like it sucks, huh?". I agreed, suddenly cautious. Jacob was being nice to me? That's weird. "Tell me about it," he thought, "I just know how you feel, being second best all the time,". Trust me things are worse for you, I thought laughing. "Why?" Jake thought. Because you're second best to a bloodsucker, I laughed.
We both went back to human form at the same time, Jake was still laughing. "I didn't think you would find that funny," I said deliberately not hiding the fact that I was still laughing. "Well, I guess i'm starting to get over her, you know?" Jake said gently. "Well maybe you could help me," I joked. "Leah, are you sure you're ready, I mean you and Sam were actually together I mean, me and," he stopped suddenly, obviously not ready to continue. "You still felt as strongly about her as I felt about Sam," I put in, trying to be nice. Jake smiled. "What are you doing Saturday?" Jake asked. "Slitting my wrists, watching rom coms apparently," I replied. "Mind if I join you?" Jake asked shyly. "Sure," I said "anyway, sorry Jake I have to go, mum's having Charlie round and she wants me and Seth to be there, apparently she has something really important to tell us,". I shrugged, and waved at him. I saw Jake wave back as I turned to walk home. It sounded strange but I was really looking forward to Saturday.