The Forgotten Character

((This fanfiction will come in parts/chapters and will be in first person perspective from Leah's view. Yes, Leah, pretty much the only character at the end of Breaking Dawn who went without any sort of closure. This is my version of what happens to Leah after Breaking Dawn's final chapter, "The Happily Ever After". All characters copyright to Stephanie Meyer.))

Chapter 1: Where the Hell is my Happily Ever After Then?

I'd been so sure that my days of being the bitter one-of-a-kind werewolf were over. That I'd be content to stay in Jacob Black's pack until I really could hold my temper and stop phasing. I was sure that anything had to be better than being in Sam's pack, but now I wasn't completely convinced.

Listening to Jacob always talk about the baby bloodsucker was one thing. He would go on and on about her in both of his forms. It was another thing entirely to realize that every thought he had really did seem to be about her. Wondering if she was safe, if she was warm, if she needed him… It was sickening. Of course she didn't need him! Why would some pampered brat need him when she had eight amber eyed vampires watching over her every move. They didn't sleep, didn't eat, so when would someone not be watching her in everything she did?

It was rare that Jacob was in his other form at all now, more intent than ever of spending every waking moment with Renesmee, the little monster he'd wanted to kill only months ago.

The once (almost) proud alpha was reduced to a bloodsuckers play thing… Or perhaps 'lap dog' really was the best word for it. I'd told Jacob I would rather be a lap dog for the blood suckers than be inside Sam's head again… But was it true? Somehow I wasn't sure. It was like picking the lesser of two evils.

Jacob was back to his wolf form for now, as thoughts of cuddling the very child that repulsed me suddenly entered my mind. I knew he'd only be here a few hours at best, long enough to sleep while Renesmee did and then be at that stupid cottage by the time she woke up. I directed my thoughts at him, hoping he heard every bitter word.

Ouch Leah, that really hurt. The blood sucker's lap dog? I prefer more of the term guard dog if you don't mind. Jacob teased, seeming in an eternally good mood these days.

I don't see a difference, I replied angrily, laying down with a small huff. I couldn't help wondering if Jacob was camped outside the blood sucker's house or if he'd gone home to La Push tonight.

I'm at home, Jacob answered my thoughts, a little more subdued this time. Is something wrong Leah?

Of course not, I replied sarcastically, what would be wrong about watching my only friend degrade himself to a submissive pet?

Only friend? Seth interrupted, clearly hurt. You annoy me sure, but you needn't be so overdramatic Leah…

I let a growl escape from my throat, silencing my intrusive brother. Stay out of this Seth.

Sorry, Seth replied with nearly tangible exasperation. It's sort of hard to ignore you two arguing when it goes on in my head. Makes it nearly impossible to sleep with you shouting all the time Leah.

I'm not shouting, I replied with a little more force than was necessary.

Just because you don't say it aloud doesn't mean it's quiet, Jacob said wisely.

Fine, then just ignore my shouting, I snapped. Wouldn't be the first time you ignored me Jacob. I was back to my anger at Jacob, my little brother momentarily forgotten.

What's wrong Leah? Jacob repeated in a much softer thought.

I considered that a moment, thinking about all the things wrong with what was going on. Everyone had gotten their 'happily ever after' except me it seemed. Bella and Edward were together forever as it seemed to be meant to be from the very beginning. Bella got to have a daughter, something I was sure I would never have, and that daughter had saved Jacob of all of his previous pain. That little blood-sucking baby had stripped Jacob of the only thing that truly seemed to tie us together.

All of the blood-suckers were happy now, completely content in their forever paradise. Even Charlie was now content, dating my mother of all people. If they got married… But I didn't want to even consider that. I couldn't think about how that would make Bella and I sister-in-laws or how I would be related by law to a coven of blood-suckers. I couldn't think that if Charlie married my mother Renesmee would be my niece-in-law and would make Jacob my… No, I wouldn't think about it.

Even the werewolves had their happily ever after. One by one they seemed to imprint, more by the day. The new additions were enjoying their supernatural power with no fear of actual danger interrupting. There was no tension with the Cullen's anymore, because after all, no one could go after them once Jacob had imprinted. Was there anyone but me who didn't have a fairy tale ending?

Jacob listened to my frustrated thoughts in an uncharacteristic silence. Finally he seemed to regain his composure, obviously a little flustered to have intruded on such private assumptions. At my last words however I could hear his let out his barky laugh, obviously finding something quite funny.

What's so funny? I demanded defensively.

You're upset because you didn't get a fairy tale ending? What are you… Five? I thought you were more realistic than expect the knight to come and rescue from this monstrous situation Leah.

I growled darkly, not at all liking how comical Jacob thought my pain was.

His laughter stopped, replaced by a more serious mood. Leah, you're still young… Very young for a werewolf. Give it time… You're 'happily ever after' might just not be ready yet. Someday you'll have someone you love and who loves you and you'll never remember the bitterness you're feeling now.

Very insightful, Seth complimented.

Stay out of this Seth, Jacob and I thought together.

Yes sir, Seth replied, deliberately only listening to Jacob. I could hear Jacob sigh internally.

That wasn't an order, he clarified, determined to keep his record clean.

I know, but I'll do as you wish… If I can… You two really are very loud. Seth said, his thoughts suddenly disappearing as he changed back to his other form.

I could see the sun beginning to rise slowly over the horizon, and found no more joy in the sunset than I would have anything else. There just wasn't anything to be happy about when you were a dud genetically and mentally. It was just plain sad when you were the only one in a fairy tale who didn't live 'happily ever after'. Did that make me the villain then? The only one who lost in most fairy tales.

Look Jacob, I'm sorry, I said at last, staring at the ground. I know you're happy, and you have every right to be… Even with a half-blood-sucker. I hope that-

I stopped, realizing the complete emptiness of my mind. That's right… Sunrise. He must have seen it too, though to him it would just mean Renesmee would be awake soon. So he'd phased back… Completely forgetting the conversation we'd been having moments before.

Thanks for your concern, I muttered to myself. It really means a lot Jacob.