A/N: Just something I wrote a year ago. Completely forgot to post it up. And I'm working on "The Essence of Leah Clearwater" again after a year of writer's block.

If you asked Leah Clearwater why she couldn't quit drinking red wine, she wouldn't give you a straight answer. All she would tell you is that it's all because of Jacob Black. She wouldn't tell you why or how. She would just repeat his name until you are left wondering how you could possibly not know why Jacob Black is the reason.

But the truth was that, with every sip from the wine glass, Leah could remember every single time Jacob Black tried to stop her from drinking. She remembered every single time she felt that he cared. Like the time when Jacob grabbed the wine glass and started to kiss her worries away. She could remember his husky voice, telling her how he tasted the wine in her mouth. Or the time when he forcefully stole the glass away by tickling her, disregarding the fact that the red liquid sloshed messily on their shirts.

Leah couldn't understand why Jacob Black had to stop her from drinking. Didn't they say that drinking red wine was good for the heart or some crap like that? But then again, Leah drank wine as if there was no tomorrow. She drank such large quantities that could make anyone, even a werewolf or shape shifter like her, could be tipsy. (She honestly didn't know where in the world her mother had gotten hold of such a large quantity of wine. Nor could not help but wonder if Sue had noticed the wine shortage.)

Leah was a rebel when it comes to the laws of nature. By being a female shape shifter, she had proven nature wrong. She was one of a kind, a freak of nature. By hating the mutant spawn who supposedly a freak of nature too, she was being hypocritical. In a way, she was jealous of the kid because there was another of her kind, the boy whose name she didn't bother to remember. But of course, with Leah being Leah, she refused to acknowledge that envy. As far as she's concerned, she was never envious of anyone. (Except for Emily. Seth. Bella. Her old friends. People who weren't freaks of nature. Oh you get the message.)

But defying the facts of being a shape shifter was not her sole reason.

Leah hated fate, that was a solid fact. By drinking red wine, that hate grew stronger. She hated fate because fate hated her. What was her proof? Everyone had their happy ending, except for her. Sure, she got away from Sam and her thoughts of Emily, but she had no one. She would rather die than to imprint but that doesn't mean that Leah didn't want to love. She loved, and still does, someone but he, like Sam, imprinted. On a kid, on top of that. That was a freaking insult to her. Sure, she was twenty and menopausal, but seriously. A kid?

That was the clear explanation why Jacob Black was the reason.

Leah Clearwater never stopped drinking wine because everytime she did, she could forget that Jacob ever imprinted. She could forget the fact that she was replaced by a mutant spawn. She could forget the fact that she had to leave him because of that. She could forget the fact that she hated him.

Leah Clearwater drank wine because everytime she did, she felt Jacob Black's love as if it never went away.