A/N: Ok so I've been sitting on this for awhile now and I finally got a chance to edit (sort of) and publish.
Things you should know before you read:
1. This fic starts post Twilight but Pre New Moon, so basically the summer in between and therefore will change some events in following books.
2. Also Leah, Jake, Quil, and Embry are all 16 and going into their junior year of high school.
And of course I own nothing.
Enjoy!
Prologue
After all that's happen to me over the last few years I still believe fate had little to do with the events in my life. I made my own choices and sacrifices. I fought; cried, laughed, and loved but everything was my doing not someone else's. Yeah maybe fate and luck played some part in it all but as I look over to him, the love I have for him overwhelming me to the point when I can hardly breathe, and I can't help but be happy about the choices I made or the part that fate played because I have him and he is all that matters.
Chapter 1
Leah's POV
I don't know how we got here. 2 months ago things were perfect you got down on one knee and I saw it all. Our future, our life together, our love for one another, it was as perfect as can be. Then you go missing for a week, a whole week and I don't see you or hear from you and when you come back I knew we were different. I felt it in my gut, nothing would ever be the same. We tried to get back on track but you were always gone, always so serious, what happened to the fun Sam I fell in love with? You're no longer him, he's replaced by this emotionless figure that I barely recognize, but I love you and I try to make this work because deep down inside I know the old Sam is still there, buried under this new one. Then when things couldn't get worse for us they do. I didn't know it at the time but the moment you saw her was the moment we lost each other. You look at her with more emotion then I've seen in weeks, I'm confused and slightly pissed about it and-
I lean back and look at the letter, this letter I'm writing that will change everything, everything I have known for so long. I'm not ready to make this sacrifice because I'm stubborn and I can't accept defeat. But as I look over to the mirror barely recognizing myself I know a change has to be made because I'm not strong enough to hold on anymore, I need to let go, something I should've done a month ago. I closed my eyes and remember the day Sam told me the story that changed my life.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walked outside and sat on the porch swing, trying to block out my mom chatting about my engagement to her friends. It's the beginning of the summer school's finally out so the planning can now begin. This is going to be a long summer, I groan internally.
"Not even 17 and she's already engaged!" she gloated.
I rolled my eyes I guess now she can play dress up with me something she been dying to do my whole life. I've always been that tough girl, one that didn't really care about appearances, but somehow all the boys liked me. Maybe because I could kick their asses in any video game or any sport for that matter. I pretty much had all boy friends with the exception of 3 (Rachel, Rebecca, and Emily) but I only gave time to one and he wasn't even a friend, Sam Uley just came in and swooped me off my feet.
"AH-Uh" I jump at the noise and turn to see him there. I can't help but smile even though I'm mad he scared me. "Hey, you're trying to sneak up on me?" I say as I get up and wrap my arms around him. He's so hot lately, like he's got a permanent fever, it makes me worried. I pull back and look at him, hoping he's alright, studying his features trying to find the old Sam behind this new one. "You ok?" I asked. He's guarded like always like there's a secret he can't tell me. I remember when there were no secrets between us. How did we get so far off track?
He swallows dryly. "Yeah, come with me..." he says and takes my hand, not waiting for an answer.
We head into woods, it's very familiar to the both of us; it's where we spent most of our time together out of the watchful eyes of my father. It seems eerie and dark today even though the light creeps from the top. He finally stops at a tree and looks at me. My heart stops because his eyes say it all, but I'm afraid to even think of the words.
"Le-Le, I'm about to tell you something but you have to promise you won't tell anyone I told you this ok?" he starts taking deep breaths. I nod slowly, words not forming. "Those tales your father, Billy and Old Quil tell you about at bonfires are true." he begins. I'm confused….what tales? "The ones about the wolves and the cold ones...it's all true." he answers my unspoken question. "I know because I am one...a wolf that is." he continues. He's pacing slightly my eyes are following but I'm not sure what to say. I don't believe him, who would? "When I was missing a few weeks ago...that's when I turned, it took me days to even phase back and then they told me what I was. I'm the only one so far but others will be changing soon." he tells me avoiding my eyes. I shake my head . "It's true Le-Le, I swear that's why I got so big like over night, that's why my temperature is higher than yours, that's why I'm always gone." he says stepping closer to me then he takes a step back, almost like he's fighting within himself.
"Sam, why are you lying to me? Why are you so different now? Is it the engagement because I didn't ask for this?" I yell at him pointing to my ring. I don't mean to at first but I'm tired of biting my tongue, hoping he'd come around. If he's acting this way because we're engage then I'd gladly go back to the way we were before. I never wanted this to be us; I just want my Sam back.
He looks at my face as I feel the tears stream down, and sighs heavily. I never cry, and he knows this. "You have to believe me…" he whispers I shake my head angrily. Was he listening at all? Doesn't he see how much this is putting me through? He huffs at my expression and takes a part of a tree and snaps it easily then digs it into his hand and drags it across.
"Sam!" I yell and close the distance between us grabbing his hand. "What's wrong with you?" I snap at him as I take my shirt off to stop the bleeding.
"Remove the shirt and see for yourself...I'm not lying." he whispers. Looking up to him I realize how serious he's being so I do it and realize that the wound is damn near healed.
"Wh-" My brows scrunch down in confusion.
"We heal fast." he mumbles looking back at me as I rub my thumb across the pink line. I place my other hand on his face feeling the heat emanated from it. Now it takes on different meaning.
I start thinking back, back to the bonfires, back to the stories they used to tell us as kids. It's easy to put it together now. Everything starts to make sense. I look back at Sam feeling horrible about my actions. "Sam" I whimper. I don't know where to begin, I don't know how to make up for the way I've acted since he first disappered. "I'm sorry" I whisper, leaning into his warmth. He just closes his eyes and places his hand over mine. For once in a very long time I see my Sam come back.
"Why are you telling me this now?" I ask after a long silence.
His eyes snap open pain written all over them as he removes himself from me and takes about 10 steps back, the new Sam returning again. I get the feeling that the worse is yet to come. He takes a couple deep breath. "There's this part about being a wolf...it's suppose to be rare but it's happened to me. It's called imprinting. It happens when you find your soul mate..." he looks down ashamed. I stay quiet in my confused state trying to sort it all out when the light bulb goes off in my head. I start putting it together; the way he looks at me, the way he looked at her yesterday.
"It's not me, huh?" I cry out. He shakes his head and I collapse. I feel the life drain out of me, the rug pulled from beneath me. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I feel Sam's warm body next to me instantly his arms around me holding me close. I cling to him fiercely keeping as close as possible to me, afraid to let him go.
"Lee, I wanted it to be you. I never wanted to imprint on someone else but you. I'm going to fight it ok? I'm not going to let this take you away from me, you hear me? I love you." he says as he holds me. I nod weakly but my head reeling, my body's shaking, and my heart feels shattered. How could she be his soulmate when he's mine?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My eyes pop open and I take a deep breath. Sam promised to fight and he has but I'm starting to believe that you can't fight fate because everyday he looks at me my heart breaks just a little more. I hate to see the look of disappointment in his eyes, like he's hoping one day I'd be her. He physically looks in pain when he ignores the imprint and hugs me, kisses me, and tells me that he loves me and I hate to see him like this but this is his choice and I'll do whatever I have to do to be with him. I'm worried that even though were both strong we're not strong enough. Everyday his strength weakens, and my hope fades. We're killing each other by not walking the path fate wants us to. But soon something will change, it has to. Something has to give.
A/N: Ok, so I know it's different but I hope you'll give it a chance. I wanted to write something where Sam and Emily weren't the bad guys like in most Leah fics. And this is probably the way I would've written the Twilight series if I were SM so I hope you like the perspective. These chps will not be very long so the next one should be up soon. R+R please!