Her black hair fell into her eyes, eyes that swam with a desperate sadness, as she looked up through her long, feathery lashes at me. I stared down sadly watching her, the strongest girl I've ever met, crumble right in front of me, as I tried to convince myself that she's not falling apart, she can't. She's her. It doesn't even seem possible.
Standing in the Cullen's backyard, knowing the Cullen's, and Jake, are listening, as I just let her fall apart, not understanding what I could say or do to stop this.
"Please, don't." She whispers, her voice cracking, a heart-shattering sound that I'd hoped I'd never cause. She bit down on her bottom lip when I answered her plead with silence. "God no, why me? What the hell did I do!" She yells, running a hand through her hair, a leaf falling from her, hitting the ground at her feet, unnoticed by her.
"This is not your fault." Usually, she would've rolled her eyes, her hollow, broken, desperate eyes that tear my heart apart. Instead, she pressed her palms to her eyes, a loud groan escaping her lips.
"It seems to be." She whispers. "This can't be happening, not now, not again, not with you."
"It's not," I said observing her reaction, she sighs.
"It's happening." I can almost taste her sadness. "Damnit...why?" I'm sure if I didn't have wolf hearing, I wouldn't have heard her. She removes her hands, looking up at me before she plops onto the soft grass, staring up into the night sky.
"No," I say as I sit in front of her. "Not with you, I can't let it happen to you. You are too important." I try to reach out and touch her face, she growls loudly, causing me to pull my hand back quickly.
"Don't you dare touch me." She snarls, pulling her lips up, and even though I know this anger is just a mask, I still flinch.
"Please don't be like this." Suddenly I'm the one with the broken whisper.
"I don't know what else to do." She says, her voice a little whisper. "This won't work, we have to end it despite what you think." Her words crush me more than her anger or sadness.
"I still love you." I choke out, she closes her eyes tightly, inhaling sharply. I bite my tongue; she had to know, after everything, she had to.
"You don't have a fucking right to say that!" Her voice raises, no longer the broken whisper, or the mask of anger. "Not only do you not have the right any longer, but you also can'tsay that! It's impossible, just like us." She keeps her eyes closed; I can't bear doing this to her.
"It's the truth, despite this shit, I still love you," I say honestly, her eyes pop open, I shiver at the anger in them, not understanding why she won't hear my words.
"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut. Up." I watch tears fill her eyes, the hole in my heart growing every second, "You can't. And neither can I. Break up with me." She says hoarsely.
"Why do I have to do it? I don't want us to be over, can't you see that?" A broken sound erupts from her.
"Because I can't bear to do it." She sounds choked with tears. "You are my everything. I can no longer be your everything, so you have to do you." She states firmly, yet the tears still swim in her eyes.
"One last kiss. And then I'll do it." I tell her softly, she nods and leans forward, staring into my eyes, her face saying everything that she wouldn't dare. It felt like years before her lips finally touch mine; I can taste the tears on her mouth, her hands are on my chest as she kisses me desperately, I move mine to her back, her shirt rises slightly, and I can feel her warm skin against my hands. She pulls away all too soon, staring into my eyes before she pulls us both up to our feet.
"I love you," I said pressing my forehead to hers, watching her mouth set in a permanent frown, a look I didn't think she would have again.
"I love you too." She says, her voice thick, "Don't ever forget that, or me." She sighs, her breath fanning across my face.
"I won't," I tell her firmly. "But we have to break up. It's over...but don't forget I'll always love you, more than anything." She nods, and I watch as a tear trickles down her cheek. Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, then pulling her into my arms, she lets out a soft sob. And then I turn, walking away from her, I don't look back as her cries grew louder, forcing myself not to turn back, no matter how much I wanted to. Edward and Jasper are there in a flash, hugging her tightly as she cries and I walk away, leaving her to fall apart over me.
It was a Thursday, in December, that I walked away from her.
Even though I have an imprint, I will always love Leah Clearwater.
On that day, that day I walked away in December,
I will always remember,
I'll regret it forever,
I remember brown eyes,
So sad and blue skies,
Turned to darkness and night.