A/N: Blackwater! Btw: In my story Seth and Leah are twins.

Chapter 1: This is how a heart breaks….

LPOV

It was like any other day. I sat in my kitchen, looking through the list of wedding to-dos. I was marrying Sam in a little under a month. He was the love of my life. We'd been together since tenth grade, always together and it looked like it would stay that way. I had my invitations sent out and RSVP's received. My cake ordered, dinner set up, my dress and my maid of honor's dress bought. My maid of honor was my cousin/best friend Emily. I'd ordered Sam and Seth's tuxedos, and all my lowers were ordered. Now it was just fine tuning. I would soon be Mrs. Sam Uley.

My mom can in the back door, two suitcases in her hands. I jumped up and took them and then Emily came into the house. With a squeal we were hugging. It had been too long since I'd last seen her.

"Lee-Lee!" she shrieked.

"Emi!" I answered, hugging her.

"I'm so happy for you! Congratulations!"

"Thanks!"

For the next two hours we discussed the wedding, everything from my cake, which was chocolate raspberry, to my dress, which was Cinderella style with a fitted corset and flowy skirt. Then Sam showed up. He came into the kitchen and picked me up, kissing my temple.

"Hey baby." He said.

"Hi," I answered, meeting his lips. "You remember Emily right?"

Then he looked over at her and this funny look overcame his face; like he was seeing the sun for the first time. I cast it off. Emily had grown up a lot since they'd last seen each other and she was gorgeous. He stuck is hand out, murmuring hello. Emily then looked at her watch.

"Oh crap," she sighed, "I was supposed to meet my mom back at the hotel half an hour ago. Lee do you know where Aunt Sue is?"

"Em, I'll take you. " Sam volunteered. "That okay Lee?"

"Of course it is. I'll see you later honey. Bye Emi, come by tomorrow and we'll fit your dress."

I didn't see Sam again that night. Emily never came over the next day for her fitting, or the next day either. Sam didn't call or text either. It was so unlike him to do this. Nearly a week later I got a text from him.

'Hey babe. Sorry things got super busy at the garage. I'll be over tonite. Things to tell you. 3 Sam.'

I answered: 'kk. Love you.'

I waited around all day. I cleaned the whole house. Mum and dad looked at me like I was crazy, but they didn't say anything. They were happy I was contributing to the house upkeep. Sam showed up at eight thirty. He came in, kissed my cheek and led me to the living room.

"Leah, we need to talk." He said. My heart froze.

"Okay?"

"This is so hard for me to say. I love you Leah, I do. You know that right?"

"Yes. I love you too." I said, letting him take my hand in his. "What's going on?"

"We can't….can't get married."

My heart stopped. My hands started shaking. Dozens of emotions flooded my mind at once. Hurt, confusion, sadness, worry, hysteria, fury. I stood up, trying to get away from him.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I've fallen in love with someone else." Sam said, standing up to follow me. Guilt shone in his eyes, but I wasn't buying it.

"What the fuck do you mean you've fallen in love with someone else? You just said you loved me!"

"I do Leah. It's just…I love her more. This is the hardest thing I've ever done. I'm so sorry baby…"

I turned away from him, tears welling in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening. Four days ago things had been perfect. Everything had been amazing.

"Who is it?" I asked, trying to hold in my sobs.

"I can't tell you how hard this is…"

"Who is she Sam? Who in the hell is she??" I screamed, turning to face him.

"Emily." He mumbled under his breath.

I froze. I couldn't move. Tears poured from my eyes. My hands trembled and sobs choked my voice. I felt my heart shatter into millions of pieces.

"No. No. No. This isn't happening. How could you??"

"I didn't plan on this…we…we hung out after I took her home the other night. Leah I'm so sorry…I wish I could take this b-…" he said, reaching for my hand.

"Don't touch me. Don't you dare try to fucking touch me. You fucking bastard." I screamed, my voice hoarse and choked with cries.

Right then Emily came into the house, looking frantic. Then she looked at me pitifully. Sam turned around, love in his eyes as he looked at her. Seth, my twin brother, after hearing my screams from his garage out back, came inside. I stalked toward Emily. Sam tried to come grab my arm, to keep me away from her. His hand grabbed my arm tightly, painfully. I spun, crying out. Seth grabbed Sam, pulling him off of me.

"How could you?" I asked Emily, fury ringing in my voice.

"Leah. Now listen I didn't…" Emily stammered backing away.

"You fucking whore! You stole my fiancé! You were supposed to be my best friend! How could you! I trusted you!"

I turned to Sam. "Five years! I gave you five years of my life you bastard! I gave you everything, my heart, my soul, my virginity, everything! I guess it just wasn't enough." I yelled.

Then I collapsed to the floor, my tears finally consuming me. I pulled my knees to my chest, burying my face as I cried. I looked up and screamed, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

I heard the door slam, I heard Seth drop to his knees next to me, and I felt him pull me into his arms. I cried harder. My heart was in a million tiny fragments. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. I cried for myself, my newfound hatred for the man who was the love of my life, and the loss of my best friend.

I don't know when my mom and dad came home, but they found me and Seth on the living room floor. My daddy carried me to my room, laid me on my bed. I wouldn't talk to him or my mom. I laid there, practically catatonic. I knew Seth would tell them what happened.

For three days I didn't leave my bedroom unless it was to shower or use the bathroom. I didn't eat, I didn't talk, and I couldn't sleep. With sleep came the memories. The times we'd spent at the beach, snuggled up on the couch together, everything. I had given him everything, and he threw me away like I was last week's newspaper.

Then the changes began. I started running a fever, and had a massive growth spurt. I was nineteen, and way too old for puberty, I was scared and didn't know what was happening. I thought the fever might be from my lack of nutrition or sleep, but I was still massively confused. My limbs ached, my vision became sharper, and I could hear things from the basement. I was terrified. My dad sat with me through it all, until the shaking began. That's when he Seth, and his best friend Jacob Black came into my room and I was carried into the woods behind the house.

"Lee, c'mon breathe, you have to relax." Seth cooed, carrying me. He set me on my feet, keeping an arm around me for balance. Three of the rez guys, Paul, Embry, and Jared stood in one corner. Then I saw him, the fucker that ruined my life. I started to shake violently, but my anger overrode my fears. Hot pain coursed through my body, but I ignored it.

"What the hell is he doing here? Get him the fuck away from me." I snarled.

Then it felt like the pain exploded. I closed my eyes against it and when I opened them it was gone. At first I didn't realize anything, until I saw the ground closer than usual. I saw gray-white paws and fur. I knew what I was; my father told me the stories. My anger still coursed through me untamed. I saw Sam and I found myself growling and snapping at his ankles.

The fury in me was overwhelming. IN less than two weeks, I'd lost the love of my life, and become a big furry vampire shredding wolf. I didn't know what to do. I stopped growling, and ran.

A/N: Just sort of had an idea for a Jake/Leah story. There's chapter one. Hope you liked. Reviews are awesome. Leave them please! Chapter two will be up soon. BTW: Jake is alpha, not Sam, KK?