A/N: WARNING: NOT FOR CULLEN FANS! Rated for Leah's potty mouth! ;)
Leah p.o.v:
Stop it. I see how you look at me. I hate it. I hate the pity, the sympathy. The comforting words are even worse. I know my life sucks, thanks very much. It's because of him. The jackass who ran off with my cousin. But it's not him I really hate. It's Emily. The one who had a choice. The one who chose to rip up our friendship, tear up my heart, and feed it to the sharks, just to have them spit it out so the world could shit on it all. Yeah, you know what I mean. Being a furry, unnatural thing is a bitch. The worst part? They might find out who I really am, underneath the biting remarks and bitchiness. They might find the scared girl who failed at love. I can't let that happen. Like it's not bad enough that people won't let me forget about Sam and move on. If they find out how much he really hurt me, the nightmare will never end. All I want now is to imprint, or be imprinted on. I know it's insane. Imprinting is what caused me my pain, my heartache. But I want it. It's the only thing that can save my broken, shattered, heart now, since no sane man will ever look beyond my crusty old exoskeleton of hate.
FF to Breaking Dawn
How did they do that? One second they were here, and the next… their voices just disappeared. It wasn't a smooth fade out, like what will happen when one of us dies in wolf form. Instead, it was more like when Seth hit the mute button during one of my favorite horror movies. Cut off.
Sam is saying something, but I don't really listen. I know what happened. They broke from the pack. How? My mind is racing, but all I can really register is that simple, three-letter word. How? How? How? Do they know how many times I've dreamed of doing something like that? To be able to think in peace, without my least favorite person in the world interrupting my—
'Leah!' Sam thought.
Well, speak of the devil.
'Yess…?'
'Would you mind keeping your thoughts a little quieter during my lecture?'
Lecture. Like he knew anything more than we did.
'Of course, my Highest Alpha.' I thought sarcastically.
He looked less that pleased about my snappy response. Well, he should get used to it by now, because I'm gonna say whatever the hell I want. He growled slightly at my thought.
He huffed and continued. 'Jacob and Seth…'
SHIT! SETH! I forgot that my half-assed brother went pop as well! OH MY GOD WHAT IS MOM GOING TO DO TO ME? I raced away from the pack, cutting off a pissed-off Sam mid-sentence. I laughed a little on the inside. Then I remembered my mom.
Sue Clearwater is the scariest lady I have EVER known. And I say that as her daughter. Last week, she went to the Tribe High Council and said that people were trampling her tulips. The next day, I found our front yard guarded by the tribe's strongest warriors like it's the friggin Buckingham Palace. THAT's how scary she is. I have to find Seth. I have to find Seth. I'm going to end up as shark bait. Oh god, now I'm thinking about that retarded Nemo movie. CONCENTRATE LEAH CONCENTRATE!
Pop. Silence. Wow. It's really quiet. Did I do it? I can hear the pack howling… And I'm still a wolf. So this is what it's like to be on my own. I… Like it. No one can hear me. My heart is safe. It's peaceful. I can feel a weight being lifted from my shoulders. I sigh in happiness. Just me and my thoughts, alone at last, without anyone to—
'LEAH?'
'JAKE?'
'SIS?'
'SETH?'
Damn.
A/N: R&R! Any ideas for pairings? I'm leaning toward Leah/Jake (Cuz i hate the thought of Jake the Pedophile), but it's up to anyone who reviews! :D