Seasons
Leah Clearwater can find something to hate about every season of the year. They all held a terrible memory or two. Then again, maybe it was just a really happy memory she wanted to forget.
Fall
2009- The Wedding
Fall was when Sam and Emily got married. It made sense really. Fall was all about the colors. The reds, the yellows, the oranges, and the browns. It reminded Leah of the woods and russet outdoors. It reminded Emily of that, too. It also reminded them of the wolves their lives revolved around.
So during the fall she watched her best friend marry the love of her life. Oh, and Emily. Emily looked like a princess even with the purplish scars trailing down her face. Her creamy white dress flowed beautifully and accented her tanned skin beautifully. The chocolate colored dresses on the girls contrasted perfectly as well. Leah looked just as beautiful, if not more so, standing in the Maid of Honors spot. She stood there as people stared, with a look of pity in their eyes, but Leah held her head high. The wolf girl had too much pride to let people see her with her head hung down. She was over that. She was above it.
Not only did the dresses match the season the decorations did as well. Leaves in the colors of autumn garnished the tables. It was beautiful. Even Leah couldn't deny that. So she ate without tasting the food. She danced with her pack brothers without hearing the music. And when the time came she raised a toast to Sam and Emily's happy life without a bit of remorse. After that came an even harder moment; Having to congratulate the newlyweds as they left for their wedding night. She squeezed Emily's hands and wiped a tear from her face. She hugged Sam and kissed him on the cheek. Without a hint of malice in her voice she told them, "You're perfect for each other. I know your live will be like a fairytale." And she meant it. Emily was the mother the pack needed and the one Leah couldn't be.
But something broke inside Leah and she excused herself. She slipped off her shoes and left them in the dirt. In the covering of the dark woods she lifted off her dress and phased. The packs were taking jibes at Sam and Emily and she would be left to her thoughts. Thoughts about how this day should have been. Thoughts about how it might have been.
Then she tries to forget but she can't. Even in the woods she's reminded off the wedding. It's in the colors of fall.