a/n: So, I'm really supposed to be doing my business homework right now but I am a huge procrastinator and will get to it later on. Anyway, I was sitting in my room about an hour and a half ago trying to focus on my homework when I got an idea of a new fanfiction – Leah-based, of course. Anyway, I'm here it is! Please, give it a go and let me know what you think!

Leah's POV

It's been a year and a half since I had left La Push to live with my aunt in Alaska. It's been a year and a half since Samuel Uley – the man I thought was the love of my life – dumped me for my cousin, Emily Young – who I always considered my best friend, my sister. I have never, up until that fateful night he broke my heart, felt rage. Felt betrayal. Felt hate. When most couples break up, they each go out of their way to avoid the other. Samuel – I refuse to call him Sam anymore – felt the need to always check up on me, always asking if I was okay.

The fact that he felt compelled to keep checking up on me infuriated me to the brink of insanity. Why was he making the effort to act as if he still gave a damn about me when he so obviously is head over heels for my cousin? Oh, and let me tell you about their relationship. First they tried to make it as low-key as possible just for me. How thoughtful of them – note the sarcasm. But even then, they couldn't keep their relationship as discreet as they intended, I was after all, living on a reservation where everyone loved to gossip about anything and everything at every fucking corner.

It was because of the looks of pity and whispers of sympathy from the entire fucking tribe that I finally packed my shit and dipped. Obviously, I told my family. They were sad to see me go, but supportive nonetheless. My mom has a sister who lives in Alaska with her ridiculously rich white husband who was of a high ranking in the military. My aunt was psyched to have me stay with her for the remainder of my Junior year and my whole Senior year.

"You're going to love it here, Lee! Much more to see than a stinkin' reservation." That was enough motivation to high tail my ass out of this hell hole. I left about a week after the breakup and things only got more interesting for me. First off, I met a coven of Vampires – two actually. The Cullens and their friends. Yes, I'm aware that the Cullen's were people – err, vampires – that my tribe has a strong dislike for. I'm also aware that any of them was very capable of draining me dry. Here's the thing though: One, I'm nowhere near La Push, so who I mingle with is really none of my tribes business, and Two, my life was already fucked up as it is so if any of these vamps really wanted to kill me, they would and I would let them – it's not like I have anything left to motivate me to keep living.

Boy, what a shock it was when I realized none of the vampires had any intention of killing me. According to them, my blood didn't even smell appealing. That wasn't too surprising though, nothing in my life ever seemed to go right – I couldn't even get a vampire to want to drain me dry!

It all started out the second week of adjusting to living in Alaska. I met Edward Cullen while wandering in the forest and it eventually became a routine. I would meet him in the forest, usually in the same spot or somewhere near. Neither of us said anything, but I always got the feeling that he was curious of why I was always there. I caught him draining some poor deer dry one day and out of curiosity, I asked him why he hadn't even attempted to hurt me over the past week of our little meetings. We had a spat: I didn't understand why he didn't just kill me. He growled at me and said – no yelled - that "despite my beliefs, I still have a bright future ahead of me and I shouldn't be wasting my life away sulking like a little girl."

I slapped him and immediately regretted it as my hand felt like it had been crushed by bricks. The asshole just stood there amused, he didn't even flinch! I remember wincing as I tried stretching my fingers out. He immediately took me to his house where I met every single one of his family members. I was scared shitless. And they knew it. I was surprised with how human they were – every story my dad had ever told me about this family went out the window once they told me about their lifestyle and the struggles they have to deal with every day.

I ended up apologizing to Edward for slapping him, even if it hurt me more than it did him. I wasn't a heartless bitch and I still had my manners. Sure, I had become a bitch at La Push once Samuel left me but that was because the whole fucking tribe kept looking at me with pity – like I was about to break into a million pieces any minute. Even my aunt and her husband were cautious with me and it annoyed the hell out of me. This family though, they treated me like a normal person and I was grateful for it. I, in return, treated them with respect.

I found Rosalie to be a good friend – best, even. We had so much in common that our friendship seemed to fall into place naturally. We both had defense mechanisms for our own reasons and that made us appreciate the others strength. She was also upfront with me and vice versa. She didn't sugarcoat things and I loved that. Alice, was the complete opposite. Don't get me wrong, the pixie was a good friend as well, but I can only change my outfit a million times a day before wanting to kill myself to end the suffering. I'm a girl, I do like to shop, but I have my limits. For a little person she sure was suffocating. She was always irritated with the fact that she couldn't see my future when everyone else's was so clear - again, something I couldn't do right. Then there's Esme. She reminded me too much of my mother so it hurt to be alone with her for too long, but I enjoyed her presence nonetheless. She always knew how to warm my mood.

The men were a different story. Carlisle was so compassionate. People always use the phrase "wouldn't hurt a fly." This guy literally wouldn't. I don't know how he manages to be so nice. I can't even curse in front of him because I feel like it would ruin the atmosphere or his innocence or something. Emmett was a force to be reckoned with. I never, in my life, have ever heard so many sexual, racist, and sexist, jokes in a span of 5 minutes. He loved to annoy the hell out of me and in return, I did whatever I could to push his buttons. Jasper was someone I liked hanging out with because his "gift" was the funniest shit ever! I loved making him feel uncomfortable - I remember asking him to make me feel horny. If he could blush, he would be beat red. I could literally feel the embarrassment coming off of him in waves. He chuckled lightly and said, "that's not a very lady-like thing to request, my darlin.'"

Then there's Edward who has become someone I confided in. One day I got tired of his moping and demanded what the hell his problem was. I was shocked when he gestured for me to take a seat and told me everything there was to know about him – the Bella fiasco included. He told me we were somewhat on the same boat – we were runaways. I don't know why, but I ended up telling him about myself – the Samuel-Emily fiasco included.

He helped me, you know. He helped me deal with the pain, and I guess I helped him deal with his as well. I was slowly getting better and I had him and his family to thank for that. Then he got a call from Rose saying Bella – the brainless idiot – had "died" jumping off a cliff. He told me how sorry he was for leaving so abruptly but had to leave to Forks to at least attend her funeral. I nodded, I understood. I wasn't mad. It was a quick goodbye, and just like that my friends, who I've become so close to over the past months, were leaving for Forks. Maybe for good.

That was two months ago.

I had received a call from my mom this morning asking me to come down to La Push because my dad has been really ill. It wasn't surprising. My dad always had heart problems, and with all the junk he was eating, it was a wonder how it still managed to keep beating. We all – me, mom, and Seth – always told him to eat healthier, but he was a stubborn man and never listened. My mom even refused to buy meat for a month – which was hell – but my dad, including me and Seth, always found a way to get our hands on a couple of burgers.

So now I'm in a cab on my way to the one place I didn't think I'd see so soon. I had called the Cullens to let them know that I was heading back home and they were delighted. I just wasn't sure my tribe would be as welcoming. I could already feel the pitying stares from the tribe. Sam Uley's ex-girlfriend finally returns. "Poor Leah Clearwater," they would say.

"Why couldn't you just eat healthy like we told you to, dad?" I whispered angrily to myself. The closer I got to La Push, the more my anxiety grew. I did not want to be here. The cab drove quickly as there were no other cars on the road and soon enough, we were passing familiar signs and landmarks. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. I had knots in my stomach. My palms were getting sweaty and my body seemed to be anticipating something. What that something was, I had no idea.

My eyes darted around my surroundings, taking everything in. I had a bad feeling in my stomach that something big – something life-changing was going to happen soon. I felt like whatever I was going to be facing was something I couldn't escape and that scared me to the very pits of hell. The last thing I wanted was to be tied down to the damn place. I wanted out. But my father needs me and that's what's more important. My number one priority is to stay with my dad and be there for him.

"We're here," the driver announced.

"What!?" I choked. "Already?"

I guess my anxiety was all over my face because he gave me a small smile and said "Afraid so, miss. Do want me to help you with your bags?

"Yes, please," I said in a quiet voice.

We started to unload the trunk of all my luggage when the door nearly broke off it's hinges by my huge little brother running to embrace me in a bone-crushing hug, lifting me up the ground and spinning me around in the process.

"Jesus, Seth!" I laughed. "What has mom been feeding you? You're huge!"

"I eat all my vegetables now," he joked, setting me on the ground.

More people started to gather out of the house and crowded around me, most of them were familiar faces. My parents were next to embrace me with smiles and tears.

"Leah, honey! We're so glad you're back," my mom smiled with tears in her eyes.

"I missed having you around, princess," my dad said, squeezing my hand tightly.

My heart tightened at the sight of my father in such an ill state. He looked like he's been suffering a lot and my guilt was starting to eat at me from not even thinking about visiting him earlier.

"Leah." Oh no. Please, God, no.

Why would he be here? What is the point? Why after 3 minutes of peace with my family is he already ruining my life?

I turned sharply and looked into the eyes of the man that broke my heart and said in an emotionless tone, "You have no business being here. You're wasting your time here. Leave."

His face fell and was about to respond when a hand fell on his shoulder, cutting him off effectively. I looked at the hand and trailed my eyes up the arm, his neck, and finally landing on his eyes.

All thoughts immediately left my mind as I stared into the dark brown orbs that seemed to be effortlessly pulling me in. I had no idea what was happening to me but I felt as if all the strings that tied me to Sam had vanished. All the strings tying me to everything that wasn't this man – gone. I was terrified but felt safe at the same time. My sorrows were fading away one by one. I felt lighter. I took a closer look at his face and realized this his face was a familiar one. It was a face I had grown up with my whole life. I looked at the strong features of his face and noticed that there were slight traces of his baby face that were there. They were faint, but still there. I looked at the necklace that hung around his neck - one that was similar to the one Rachel and Rebecca Black wore - and gasped. This was Jacob Black!

"Holy shit." That's all I heard before all hell broke loose.

a/n: Please lemme know what you think, it's much appreciated! I'd like to know my train of thought doesn't go to waste! Hope you all enjoyed :)