I was sitting here wondering what would happen if Leah went suicidal after Sam imprinted on Emily. I was curious, so here it is. This is the story.
:-P wd16 :-P
Disclaimer: I'm not Stephanie Meyer, Tamora Pierce, Lurlene McDaniel, Ann Martin, nor am I Halle Berry, Angelina Jolie, or Keira Knightley. I am also not Madonna, Pink, Gwen Stefani, Alicia Keys, Mary J. Blige, Beyonce or Brittany Spears, but who would want to be Brittany Spears.
"Sam!" I screamed. "You're safe!" I ran into his arms, so happy. He was safe. "We've been so worried about you! Did you catch a fever?" He was burning up. He gave me a small smile.
"No, I'm fine. Are you?" he asked full of concern.
"Of course, I'm fine, but you won't be once I'm done with you! Where were you? Why did you run away or did you just get lost?" I shouted.
His smile faded. "I can't tell you."
I scowled. "You can't tell me." He shook his head. Then, he looked right past me. He seemed to be fixated on what ever he was staring at. I turned around and saw Emily running towards me. I waved at her. Once she reached us, she bent over gasping for breath.
She straightened up and smiled wide. "You're safe, Sam! Leah's been worried sick!"
He nodded and turned to me. "Leah, I need to talk to you." I nodded and followed him. When we were out of hearing range, Sam began talking. "I don't know what just happened. I really don't know, Lee." He started panicky using my nickname.
"It's alright," I comforted.
"No, it isn't." He turned to me with sad eyes. "I think I might have...I-I'm in love with Emily, Lee." I couldn't believe it. My breaths became short and I turned around and fled.
I sat on the cliff looking out on the water. It had happened so fast, so suddenly. I could still hear his voice echo in my head. I-I'm in love with Emily, Lee. Stupid, stupid Sam. I angrily wiped away a tear that escaped. He loved my own cousin; he fell in love with my best friend. After how much we shared, he turned his back on me. He left me dead in the sand while he and my cousin frolicked around proclaiming love. I hated him more than anything in this whole world.
No, that's wrong. I didn't hate him. I'm was in love with him. I loved him more than my body and soul. I loved him more than... life. Emily. She was my cousin, my friend. She was sweet and kind. She would be good for him and he for her. They were... perfect.
If I stayed around, I'd only be a distraction. I'd just be in the way. I knew what I had to do and I wasn't sure if to do it. I debated and debated it over in my head. I breathed in. I knew what to do. I stood up and fell forward. I felt the air rush around me as I tumbled to the sharp rocks below. I was going to be free. Free from all of this strife, and Emily and Sam would be happy together. My last thought as I hit the rocks was this, I love you, Sam. More than life.
That was short and OOC-ish. Not my best, but pretty good. I can't do Angst. Sorry! It was good anyhow. I think.
