Ok, so its not that good. But I had the thought the other day and had to go with it. Enjoy.
Oh my miserable life. It is yet another Saturday afternoon spent lounging at the Cullens. Jace insists on being there whenver he can, so he can be with Nessie. And being that I have no life anymore, due to my tedency to explode into a furry wolf when I'm angered. So, here I am, lounging on one of the Cullen's plush couches,quite comfy. I could fall asleep right here. I did have the late patrol shift last night...
"Leah?"
There goes my nap. Oh boy, what could she want? I had no real ill will towards Bella, she's just so damn happy all the time, it makes me sick.
"Leah, can we talk?"
Now, what the hell could this be about. I have nothing in common with Bella, we had no bond. We're not even really friends. True, I do spend half my life at her house but not by choice.
"What do you want Bella?"
"Why don't I just come right out with it, you're not happy Leah. You never smile, you never laugh, you keep your guard up constantly. You're always here, not that I mind but don't you do anything else? Don't you have anything, anyone who makes you smile? Why aren't you happy Leah?"
I really didn't think that she was that dense. Does she seriously not know why I'm so,so, miserable? I really can't believe it.
"Seriously, you don't know?"
"Well I know that Sam left you and everything but that was a long time ago and even when Edward left I was never like..."
"You jumped off a cliff Bella."
"Yes, but not to kill myself."
"No, so you could hear his voice. Either way, you were just as pathetic as I am."
"I never said you were pathetic, Leah, I simply stated that I got over it."
"Bella, you don't know what you looked like when Sam found you. You were a mess, lying on the ground, curled in a ball. You're face a mess, sobbing. You were shaking like a leaf, you're eyes wide open, haunted and empty. They, you're father and the docter, thought they were going to have to hospitalize you. And even later, when I would see you around the rez with Jacob, you still looked haunted. When you were 'fine' I knew you weren't. I was broken then too."
"When did Sam, you know, leave you?"
"It was January. Sam had been acting odd since Christmas, that was when he met Emily of course. It was a Saturday, when he came to my house and asked me to take a walk with him. We walked to the beach, and Sam took my hand. 'Leah,' he said, 'I can't be with you anymore.' And when I asked why, he just shook his head. He told me he loved me, but he couldn't be with me. I asked him if there was someone else, he said there was. When I asked who, he wouldn't answer. I told him I wouldn't stand in the way of his happiness. He asked to walk me back home, I told him to leave. As he walked away, he shouted back to me, 'one day, you'll stop loving me, and then everything will be okay.' I watched him walk away, and when I thought he was far enough, I collapsed on the sand, buried my face in my hands and screamed."
"When Edward, left, he told me that he didn't love me anymore. That I would stop loving him, and go on with my life, he was wrong. I loved him the whole time he was gone, and I loved him even more when he got back. I never stopped loving him, just like you never stopped loving Sam. Me and you, Leah, we're the same. Our stories, our heartbreaks, they're the same. Just different people."
"True Bella, our stories are similar, but you're missing one key fact that makes us totally different."
"What's that?"
"Sam never came back."