Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original twilight characters. They belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Leah may seem slightly out of character in this, but I've decided to write it anyway.

Sex, drugs and booze, the constant three things in my life. The only things I can truly rely on.
See life's gone slightly down hill since my boyfriend imprinted on my cousin and left me for her. Cue the booze.

Then to make matters worse, I phase in to a werewolf. A bloody werewolf! Thus giving my poor old dad a heart attack and killing him. See girls aren't meant to be werewolves but apparently my body doesn't agree with that. I'm a freak. Cue the drugs.

And then, just because life really hates me, the Alpha of the pack I happen to be in is my said ex-boyfriend. Only now with the mind link, I get to see his every thought about my darling cousin, about how he does love me, but he loves her so much more. Yeah, I don't appreciate being second best. Cue the mindless sex.

So basically, this is all my life consists of at the moment; sex, drugs and booze. Can't complain really, it makes me forget about the pain. When I first joined the pack, I was a class one bitter harpy, but now I see no point in making the rest of the boy's feel my pain as well. After all, they are still my brothers whether I like it or not and as annoying as they can be, I do love them, despite the fact I make it seem like I don't.

Wondering if my brothers know about my three little secrets? Well the answer to that is no. I'm good at controlling my thoughts around them when we're in wolf form.
Beep beep beep! Damn, time to stop day dreaming. Ah it's Seth, my younger brother who also happens to be a werewolf too. He says that we're having a meeting at Sam and Emily's in 10 minutes. Oh well, I best get a move on then. I spray myself with deodorant to make sure I don't stink of weed.

Walking up the road to Sam and Emily's house, I sigh and wonder if this is how my life's truly supposed to be. Drinking incessantly, getting high or doing hardcore drugs and having mindless sex with people. I never wanted this, I wanted better for myself. Suddenly, I find myself at the front door of Sam and Emily's homely little cottage on the border of La Push. Time to end the pity party.
I tap lightly on the door before walking straight in, after all I do have some manners left. There sitting in the living room is the whole pack; Sam, Jared, Paul, Jacob, Seth, Embry, Quil, Seth, Brady and Colin. They all notice me walking in and each one of them gives me a weird look. Ok, thats strange.

'Leah we know' Sam says. Of course, so like Sam to get straight to the point
'Umm, know what?' I say innocently. They couldn't possibly know. I mean, I make sure to keep my thoughts simple around them. I've never slipped up, or at least I think I haven't.
'Everything Leah. The sex, the drugs, the alcohol. Everything.' Paul all but screams at me.

Oh crap. I guess they do know. My secrets out.

A.N: Should I continue with this story or not? R&R and let me know.
Be nice, this is my first story.