It all rang in my ears. I could still hear his voice. "It's over." His voice was a part of a symphony being played in my head. My mother's worried "Leah, honey, are you alright?'s" and my dad's voice coming from the other room when he thought I wasn't listening, "Sue, you know it's for the best. They can't be together anyway. It isn't safe." I could hear my brother growling, "I'll kill him," and Jacob's voice echoing behind Seth, "Yeah, man, lets get him," egging on the fight. All the voices mingled in my mind, centering around Sam's words as he walked away.

Since that day I have left my bed ten times. That was ten days ago. I leave only to go to the bathroom. My mom brings my food to my room. I'm sick. No one knows what's wrong. I'm running a high fever. My head aches.

Everything was going out of focus. I would see things normally for a day... then I would loose focus again and think any moment now Sam would come up the stairs and into my room to make everything better. He never came and soon enough my eyes opened and I understood.

I could hear things. I've heard things when people pass my door and think I'm asleep that make me cringe.

"Leah... does she know?" Someone said just yesterday as I was huddled in my covers, hiding from the world.. the sun.. the day.

"No... Leah doesn't know." Seth told them quietly.

"Are you going to tell her?" The voice asked, concerned.

"I'm not sure.." Seth muttered under his breath.

"You have to tell her before she finds out on her own."

"How will she find out? The only time she gets out of bed is to go to the bathroom."

"Eventually she is going to get up out of bed and someone is going to say something. They might not even mean to. It'll just slip out. 'Hey, Leah, I thought you were dating Sam Uley.. but I saw him making out with Emily Young yesterday.'"

My body went ridged. I let out a long, tortured sob.

"Leah?" Seth's voice came to me, but I pulled the covers deeper over my head, begging for this to be it. "Hey, Lee." He touched the blanket, but I recoiled. "Leah, please."

"Maybe she's asleep, man." The voice said, closer now.

"She isn't asleep. She heard you." Seth growled.

"Oh, man."

"Leah... I heard you ... heard." The voice came from above me.

My heart turned cold. I slid the blanket back, revealing my tear stained face. "What do you want?" It was more than a growl than a question. Her face was babyish. She looked as if my scorn was breaking her heart. "What do you want, Emily?"

"Leah... please don't do this." Her voice was pleading.

"I'm not doing anything." I grumbled under my breath.

"Yes you are."

"What am I doing?"

"You aren't talking to me for one thing.."

"What do you want me to say, Emily? I know it's your fault that my soul mate broke my heart, but it's fine. I don't care." I chuckled darkly. "Not going to happen." I told her, shaking my head.

"Leah. I know you're mad... but there's more to it then that."

"What more is there to it?" I frowned. "You know what? I don't even care. Get out. Leave me alone. Don't come back."

"Leah, you don't mean that."

"I do. I mean it, Emily. I don't want to see you again. Just leave me alone."

"But, Leah..."

"No, buts, Emily."

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