Yes I am back and I know that I am horrible and mean and terrible. This is still the same plot, but with alot of changes.
Warning: Sam lovers should not read this story!
Full Summary: Leah clear water is broken with no one left to fix her or so she thinks. Can the people who care about her and somebody who went through what she did help her? Or is she truly lost forver?
Disclaimer : I am not Stephanie Meyer!
I cannot believe what he just did to me. Why? Why would he do this to me and then force me not to speak of it? I can't believe this. He really wanted hurt me that badly. Well, he succeeded, I am completely and utterly broken.
Worse, I'm shattered, with no one who can fix me.
Switch...
I CANNOT believe Jacob all BUT alpha commanded me to go to this stupid barbecue. Just because the packs had made peace does NOT mean that I was willing sit through a whole party with people who hate my guts. Now most people would say that a party where you feel like you won't be missed isn't so bad but when everyone there is telling you that they don't want you there its HORORIBLE. Not mention the guy who broke me was the guy hosting my personal little piece of hell. So now I have deal with listening to him talk about his perfect little girlfriend and how happy they are while everyone else scorned me. I have to deal with my mother's glares as wishes I would disappear. I have to deal with my former pack esatcticly talking about how mjuch better it is that I'm not their. I have to deal with my brother joining in copmplaining that I'm causing alot problems. I ahve with the fact that my best friends have abandonned me. I have to deal with the fact that had I listened to one of them alot of my problems would be non-existent. Worst of all I have to deal with the fact that my daddy is not there to help me with anything anymore. My name Leah Sky Clearwater. I am not in the least bit happy and I am not even close to being whole.
Honk! Honk! Honk!
There's Jacob meaning it's time to go party with the devil and his friends.
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