A Wounded Heart
A.N - This is just a oneshot that I randomly thought of. After reading Breaking Dawn I had got thinking about this being a possible pairing but then I began thinking of how strong imprinting is supposed to be. Sooo came up with this while listening to Evanescence - Further Away. (Though I have no idea why it helped...meh some of it goes...I think...) ;) Anyways, enough rambling, on with the show!
He followed me further into the forest. Red, Orange and Gold leaves floated down from the surrounding oak trees in looping spirals that flew them to the ground.
I had told him that there was something I needed him to hear. I couldn't keep it to myself anymore, it was just tearing me apart. Not being able to tell him how I really felt about him. I didn't know whether or not he felt the same way but I just had to tell him so that there would be no more confusion between us.
I stopped in a small clearing in the middle of the wood and sat down on the lush bright-green grass. I stared ahead as he sat down beside me, his arm brushing against mine, causing electric sparks to fly up and down my arm.
"Jake," I started, not sure where to begin.
I could feel his gaze burning into me and continued staring ahead so that I wouldn't catch that delicious expression and lose my train of thought. His mysterious dark eyes always fascinated me and made me forget everything.
"When..." I took a deep breath. "When I joined your pack with Seth...I had no idea that I would ever feel this way again."
I felt him stiffen. That couldn't be a good sign but I soldiered on with my confession.
"Jake...I think I'm in love with you." I whispered, finally looking into those gorgeous burning eyes where I could see his reaction before he could disguise it with something cold and impartial.
At first, he looked shocked...then his expression turned to one of guilt and then pity. Then, of course, the icy impenetrable mask was placed on once more.
Those dark windows to his soul told me all I needed to know.
He doesn't love me.
I closed my eyes and allowed a single tear to escape from them, trickling down my face like a diamond reflecting the light.
Not again.
This had already happened to me once, why a second time? Was it some kind of cruel joke that each of the men that I had ever loved hadn't loved me because they had imprinted on someone else? That someone would never be me. As I had told Jacob before, I was a genetic dead end.
Was I meant to be alone? To have no one to hold me when things went badly?
Jacob touched my shoulder gently; he must have noticed my tortured expression.
He murmured, "I'm so sorry, Leah."
He walked way and left me there by myself to mourn for my loss of two soul mates.
He had left me alone…alone is where I seemed to always be, maybe I belonged there.
My heart ached as a new hole was brutally cut out of it, this time it was in the shape of Jacob. The pain was agonising, it felt as if a huge chunk of me was literally being carved out of my heart with a kitchen knife.
Sobbing harder, I realised that I would probably be alone for the rest of my life if things continued this way.
I buried my face in the now icy cold grass as my heart bled from all of the sickening wounds it had ever suffered.
Now I have two chunks of my poor, mutilated heart missing.
One for each of those who will never love me.
One for Sam and another for Jacob.
A.N - R & R please. constructive critisism is welcome! All reviewers get...emm...WEREWOLF PUDDING!! (seeing as its close to Christmas.) ;)