AN: This is my newest Twilight fanfiction. It's set in the same 'verse as my previous story TROUBLE. But you don't have to read that for this to make sense, but it is a sequel of sorts. So R&R, and tell me what you think.

Thank God for Cheaters

Chapter 1

"GET OUT!" I screamed as I threw a vase filled with flowers at my now ex boyfriend's head. He dodged them. Quick, little bastard.

"Come on, Aylen, don't act like that." He begged. I couldn't help but let out a humorless laugh.

"Get out." I replied as I lowered my voice to no more than a growl. He looked scared. He should be. "Three years. Three wasted fucking years. And you cheat on me with some skank you've known for two weeks. I should have listened to my mother." He still hadn't moved, and I was getting angrier by the minute. "OUT!"

"This is my house." He came back, rather bravely, but I could still see the fear in his blue eyes. He was right, and that just made me angrier. I hadn't put my name on the lease of this place yet. I decided to change tactics.

"You're right, Ryan. This is your house. I'll leave." I calmly stated as I grabbed my purse off the coffee table. "I'll be back tomorrow for the rest of my things." I grabbed my keys off the hook by the door and left the idiot standing there wondering what had just happened.

As I sat in my car, I started to panic slightly. I had no where to go. The only family I had anywhere near me lived almost four hours from Seattle, my current home. One that I shared with my cheating, no good, ex. It wasn't like I could just show up there with a U-Haul.

Suddenly my anger faded, replacing itself with overwhelming sadness. I moved from my hometown of Louisville, Kentucky to Seattle, Washington to be with him. Everyone told me it was a bad idea. They told me that that boy would break my heart. I didn't listen. I didn't want to. At twenty years old, I thought that I was grown up enough to make my own decisions, and I rebelled. I left the only home I had ever known to be with him.

My mom had made sure that I had my aunt's phone number, just in case I needed her. I told her I'd be fine, but I'd try to visit La Push if I could. As I looked through the contacts on my cell phone, I couldn't help but laugh. Parents are almost always right.

"Hello?" My aunt's charming voice answered.

"Aunt Sue, it's Aylen. Hey, I was wondering if I could come stay with you for awhile." I choked out. I wasn't the type of person that asked for help easily.

"Oh, Aylen." I cringed at the way she said my name. It was like she already knew. "I'll send Leah and Seth up, with a couple friends, to get your things."

"Thanks. Aunt Sue?" I hated doing this to her, but I couldn't let my parents find out what was going on yet. "Could you not tell Mom or Dad about this quite yet? I just need to get a few things figured out."

"Of course, dear. Are you staying with friends tonight?" Crap. I hadn't thought ahead as to where I'd stay until reinforcements arrived.

"I'll probably just get a hotel close by; tell Leah and Seth to call me when they get close."

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow." She hung up the phone. I couldn't stop myself from banging my head against the steering wheel of my classic '69 Chevelle. I started it up, and drove to the closest hotel I could find. A Holiday Inn Express would have to do for the night.

The next morning I awoke to an obnoxious ringing that wouldn't go away. I threw the alarm clock across the room, pulling the cord from the wall, but it didn't help at all. The more I regained consciousness I realized the horrific noise was coming from my phone. Realizing that it was probably Seth or Leah, I jumped up. Apparently, I sleep like the dead, because I had 23 missed calls, five from Seth, five from Leah, and thirteen from my 'couldn't catch a hint if it hit him in the face' ex.

I decided to call Leah back first. "What the hell? We've been trying to call you all morning." Leah answered.

"Sorry, I was sleeping. You guys close?" I asked, hoping they were. I knew that Ryan would be at work until about four, giving me plenty of time to gather my things.

"Yeah, we stopped to get Seth and the boys something to eat, but we should be right down the road. What's the address again?" I gave her the address and gathered my things to head to the house. Luckily, Ryan's car was gone, and I would be left alone to pack in peace.

I was going through the kitchen when I heard a loud grumble outside. It sounded like a large truck, and I was thankful. The Chevelle was great, but I couldn't really fit much in it. The knock at the door let me know my back up had finally arrived.

I guess I was expecting the Leah and Seth I knew so many years ago. We would come out to La Push every once in awhile, they'd come visit us in Kentucky, but I hadn't seen them in almost five years. I was pretty sure Seth was only sixteen, but looking at him, he looked to be in his twenties. He was buff, and extremely tall. Leah was tall too. Her slim figure, and height made her look like a model. They had two boys with them as well. Both taller than Seth. They had to be at least 6'6", pure muscle. Hey, at least I won't have to worry about carrying any heavy boxes.

Leah gave me a sympathetic look. "You look like shit." She joked.

"Thanks, you look great too, bitch." I shot back. We laughed and hugged. Our relationship had always been like that. "And are these three supposed to be my bodyguards?"

"Hey, Aylen." Seth said his voice was deep.

"Jesus, Seth, how old are you again?" He grinned. Body of a man, face of a boy.

"I'm sixteen. I just hit a growth spurt a few months ago."

"Well, looking at your friends, it seems that they are pumping steroids into the water at the res." The other boys smiled sheepishly.

"Oh, this is Quil and Jacob. Guys, this is Aylen." I shook both of their hands. They seemed polite, until I heard Quil mutter, "Seth, why didn't you tell us your cousin was so hot?" It earned him a smack upside the head from Leah. I smiled appreciatively at her.

"So what do you need us to do?" Leah asked.

"Well, I don't want to take any of the furniture, but if you would be so kind as to put it in the backyard, boys, I'd appreciate it." I answered. "And Leah, I guess me and you can start gathering my clothes and stuff." They all looked at me like I had grown a second head.

"And we're putting the furniture in the backyard because?" Jacob asked. I couldn't help but smirk.

"Well, a bonfire, of course." I turned and walked upstairs to the room Ryan and I had shared for the past six months. I couldn't help but rip the picture frames off the wall, and throw them over the railing. I laughed bitterly when the glass breaking caused the boys, who were moving the couch, to jump.

"Sorry." Leah laughed and joined me upstairs. I grabbed all the luggage I could find and began throwing my clothes into them.

"You know, he's going to be pissed when he comes home to a huge fire in his backyard and no furniture."

"He cheated, Leah. Three years, and he cheated." I sat down on the bed. I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it.

"Men suck. Sam's dating Emily now. They're engaged." I couldn't believe what she said. Leah and I kept in contact pretty well, I knew that Sam had been the love of her life, once upon a time.

"What a bitch." Emily wasn't my cousin, but I knew how close her and Leah were.

"Yeah, well, it's complicated."

"It always is, Leah." I sighed and we continued packing up my things. Three hours later I was done. I looked around my now empty house. Everyone was out back where exactly half of the furniture was sitting in the middle of the yard. I smiled. One half, and I chose my half carefully. I took the mattress off our bed, but left the box spring. Took the dresser, but left the bed frame. Took the 52" Plasma TV, but left the entertainment center, half of the DVD's, including all his favorites. Jake, Quil, and Seth convinced me to not burn the TV or DVD's, so they were coming back to La Push with us. The couch was sitting out there, but I left the loveseat. I watched as Jacob poured gasoline over the things that once made up my home, and walked out with a matchbook.

"Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats." I said, a nod to Carrie Underwood, as I lit the matchbook and watched our things go up in smoke.

"You crazy fucking bitch." I heard Ryan yell from our porch. Jacob, Quil, and Seth immediately took a protective stance around me. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

I raised my eyebrow at him. "The way I see it, half this stuff is mine. I chose my half. Since I can't take it with me, might as well watch it burn."

"Are you fucking serious? You destroyed my fucking house! I should call the cops." Ryan was walking out towards us, but I could barely see him. I had three extremely large men blocking my view.

"Do it. I dare you." I challenged.

"Fucking psycho bitch." Ryan yelled again. Leah stepped up to him.

"Talk about my cousin like that one more time, and I will rip out your throat and feed it to the dogs." She growled. I was impressed. The boys all snickered.

"Alright, well, we're going to go. Have a nice life, Ryan. Trust, I will." I pushed the guys a little from the back, and we walked around the side of the house to the front.

"Hey, I know you guys have to be cramped in there, anyone want to ride with me?" The grin on Quil's face made me laugh as he offered. Leah gave him a pointed glare, silently telling him to not do anything stupid.

"So, you're Seth and Leah's cousin, huh?" Quil asked.

"Yep. My family has lived in Kentucky since I was five, though."

"Why's that?"

"My dad got offered a job out there. My mom went with him. Uncle Harry was pretty upset with her, but I guess they got over it." Saying his name reminded me that he was gone. He passed before I moved out to Seattle, and I couldn't get off work to come out for the funeral. As much as I wished I had.

"Yeah, I think a lot of people on the res. were kind of upset when she left, from what my dad has said." I just nodded and turned the radio up in my car, letting the sounds of my favorite band flood my ears.

"How can you listen to this old crap?" Quil yelled over the music.

"Zeppelin isn't crap, it's classic." I laughed. "What do you listen to?"

"Don't really. But if I do, mostly metal."

"You like metal, but you don't like Led Zeppelin?" I asked.

"I just like things that were made after I was born." He looked around, noticing my car was years older than both of us combined, my CD collection consisted of music that our parents listened to. "Apparently, you don't." He added.

I just laughed as we drove, heading through the town of Forks, Wa. I couldn't help but notice how homely the town looked. Much like the average small town, people greeting each other on the streets, the one lazy cop sitting on the road, checking for jaywalkers, and cars going to fast for this sleepy town. I slowly drove through the town, but gunned it as soon as we hit the wide open road that lead to La Push.

My aunt said nothing as she walked to the car and wrapped me in a warm embrace. There was nothing to say. I thought about my mother and father. They'd probably hit me with an 'I told you so', but Aunt Sue was too kind for such words. We let go of each other and I noticed that the boys had already removed the things from the truck and were starting in on my car.

"Dinner's ready and waiting." I smiled sheepishly as my stomach growled.

"That's great. I don't think I've eaten anything in two days."

"Well, just to warn you, those boys are animals so you better get in there and get you some food before it's gone." She laughed. I didn't hesitate.

Aunt Sue wasn't joking, after I had gotten my plate, Jacob, Quil, and Seth finished off the rest of the food. It was enough to feed twenty people. I guess it's true what they say about growing boys and all.

"You guys really are animals." I laughed. They all looked at me with a mischievous grin.

"You have no idea, Al." Seth answered. I cringed at my nickname. I hated being called Al. I was not a boy.

"Seth, call me Al one more time, and I'll tell all your little friends about the time you-" I was cut off when he leapt from the table and covered my mouth.

"No need for that." He gave me a shit eating grin.

I sighed when he removed his hand. "So what do you guys do for fun around here?"

"Usually, we just hang out with friends down by the beach." My eyes lit up. "There's a bonfire down there tonight, actually."

"Please tell me that alcohol will be involved." Leah just shook her head.

"Some of the older guys will probably bring some beer." She informed me. "But if you drink, don't tell my mom. She's kind of a hard ass." I just winked at her.

"Good, because after the last couple days, I could use a drink."