Author: romanoew/Ew

Title: Silent tears

Summary: Before Twilight. Leah and Sam are still together. Leah is pregnant, with Sams baby (of course), but Leah hasn't told him yet. When Leah tells Emily, she comes to La Push to comfort Leah, but instead of drying Leahs tears, she breaks her heart. I think you can guess how..

Characters: Leah, Sam and Emily. It's always in Leahs POV, if I don't write anything else.

A.N.: I don't own anything, but the story. IT ALL BELONGS TO STEPHENIE MEYER. And yeah, English isn't my first language, so it can be some grammar and spelling mistakes. Please, review and tell me what you think and if I should keep writing this story. I love you all.

xx Ew

OBS! If you have read this before may 20th, you should read this again.. Because I change a lot of things. For example, the first two chapters became just one.

"What did Sam say?"

I took a deep breath before I answered.

"He didn't say anything,"

I swallowed.

"because I haven't told him yet."

I found out that I'm pregnant two weeks ago. I know I should've told my boyfriend as soon as I got to know it, but the truth is that I'm scared. He has been acting very strange recently. I mean, he's out all night - doing something he doesn't want to tell me, or his mom. He's tired all the time, of course.. And sometimes, he gets so angry because of the smallest little things that he didn't care about before. But now, it makes him so angry that sometimes, he's shaking and his brown eyes turn black. He has never been that kind of guy - that angry, violent type. He has always been nice, caring, funny and proper - mommys little boy. Sometimes it feels like I don't even know him, and we've been together for two years. And that scares me.

I know he would be a wonderful daddy. He's so good with the children at the reservation - he plays with them every time they want. Or, that's what he used to do, before he became weird. Maybe he doesn't like kids anymore. Maybe he doesn't want me to keep the baby. I guess that's why I haven't told him yet. I haven't told anyone yet. Except my second cousin, Emily.

I grew up with Emily, and even if she's just my second cousin, she's like my sister. I can talk to her about everything. She's the first person I called and talked to when Sam began to act this strange.. She's the one who comforted me and dried my tears, when I didn't know what to do then. She knows everything about my life, and I know everything about hers. That's why it felt so right, to tell her before I told Sam or my mom.

"You must tell him, Lee."

I had totally forgot that Emily still was on the phone.

"I know,"

I just don't know when.

"Do it as soon as possible."

I felt my eyes fill up with tears.

"I will.."

I just don't know what to say to him.

"Do you want me to come?"

I nodded, and silent tears started to stream down my face.

It took me a while to realize that she couldn't see me, so I took a deep breath and answered her with a broken voice.

"Yes, please. Come."

Emily can't do anything about this, but it would be so much better to have her with me.

A few hours later, I was in my room listening to music. I waited for Em to come, and I knew she would be here by any minute.

"LEAH!"

My mom called my name, and I guessed that Emily had come. The music was playing so high that I hadn't heard that someone had come. I paused it for a second.

"YEAH! What do you want?"

I heard someone walking in the hallway, towards my bedroom. A few seconds later, someone knocked on my door.

"Who's there?"

I know that I didn't had to ask, because it was Emily. I let the music play again. I laid in my bed, watching the ceiling and pretended that it was the sky, full with shining stars. I sang along with the band, and tried not to put my hands on my belly. It made me feel sick. I was so nervous about what to say to everyone. To Sam. To my mom. And dad, and Seth, and everybody else.

"Lee, can I come in?"

Emily. She was here. My savior. I turned the music off.

"Yeah."

She opened the door, walked in and closed it behind her. As soon as I saw her, I began to cry again. She walked towards me, and sat on the edge of my bed.

"No, don't cry, Lee."

She stroke my cheek, drying away the tears.

"Strong and big girls don't cry."

I looked at her - my sweet, caring sister. What would I do without her?

"That's it. I know you can do it. And you won't be alone. I'll be there, to make sure of it."

I just nodded, knowing that I couldn't make a sound with my voice right now.

"Let me see you smile, Lee. Smiley smiley."

I did my best to smile, but it ended in a grimace. At least, I didn't cry anymore.

Emily laughed, and I joined her. Everything seemed so easy with her, even the hardest things.

"Thanks,"

I sat up in the bed, hugging her.

"for everything. I love you, Em."

I hugged her tightly.

"And I love you, Lee."

The next few hours we spent by catching up the latest news. When we was younger, we spent almost every weekend together. As we grew up and got more homework to do and boyfriends, we didn't have the time to see eachother that often anymore. Emily hadn't been here for almost two years, I've been the one who has come to her.

She told me about a guy she just had met.

"He seems nice. And he's good looking too, not that I care about it.. Anyway, he asked me to go out with him."

She sounded so happy when she said it. And I was happy for her. She have only had one boyfriend, and he was a jerk. I think it would be the only right, if she found a nice guy. I had Sam, and I wanted her to feel the same for another person, like I felt for Sam.

Sam is my everything. Before I was pregnant, he was my only reason for being. And now, he had given me another reason. I could already see our future together. Us, raising our baby together. While I was imagine my future, I smiled, wishing that Emily will get her own happy ending, like I got mine.