Disclaimer: No I do not own Twilight, cause if I did, Leah would be the main character. And the story would have Blackwater moments galore!
He remembered a time when she used to laugh freely.
He thought she was the most beautiful when she laughed. The way her eyes lit up in amusement, the way her cheeks would flush and how her nose crinkled up.
It was so damn beautiful.
It sounded pure and innocent. Like a child. To him it was like a fresh breeze on a hot summer day. It was like music, resembling the sound of twinkling bells.
He knew then that if he could dedicate his entire life to make her laugh, he would be the luckiest guy on earth.
Now she rarely laughs. And when she does, it's not the lively, beautiful sound it once was.
Now it sounded cold and bitter. And her eyes would be hollow and distant.
And he couldn't help but hate himself a little more.
A/N
I've really wanted to write a story about Leah for the longest time now. I know this is just a drabble but soon enough, I will get around to writing it. I am a huge Blackwater fan, so maybe I'll write something with that. Alright readers thanks for taking the time to read this. Please let me know if there's anything that should be editted and such. Peace
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