Disclaimer i own none of the Twilight characters.
this is just a little "story" about how i think things went down at the battle with the Volturi.
Dear pack, mom, and council,
When I look in the mirror I see a girl with chin length black hair, tormented stormy gray eyes, with full pink lips in a constant grimace . . . A hateful bitch . . . What the mirror doesn't show is how much she's been hurt or how much death she's seen. The "thing" doesn't show her past scars, the constant fear to trust . . . Or love. It doesn't show a girl whose lost everything, a girl in emotional pain and constant torment . . . Who she really is. A girl ready to face death with open hands . . .
This is why today I will lose my life, to keep Jake happy. To keep his devil spawn alive. I know you'll be calling mi in a moment to scream at me for not preparing for the battle. Right on cue, your screaming at me to get my lazy ass up and to get ready for the battle, good little puppy. I guess this is my good bye to, mostly you, Jacob Andrew Black my way of saying I love you more then my own life itself, well at least I know you'll never doubt my love for you. But I will have one thing the demon spawn wont ever have. Your virginity, that's right Jacob fucking Black lost his virginity to me at age 19. Ahas well now that I've embarrassed you, to who ever reads this letter, I'll get going before you get one of the guys to drag my furry ass to the field.
-Leah
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