This is a one-shot but may end up being a story if I can be bothered to write it or become inspired enough to write it. Please enjoy, review if you do, review if you don't.
Disclaimer-I own nothing of twilight, to my dismay.
"Leah, we need to talk." Sam said pulling me onto the couch, looking scared and worried. He'd been acting weird the past few days and I knew something was coming.
My heart pounding in my chest and a lump rising in my throat. "Sure." I agreed trying not to let him see my panic.
"Leah, I love you but we can't be together anymore. Things have changed and I have to break up with you." Sam said, sounding like he was trying not to cry.
"What? Why? What's changed?" I whimpered.
"Leah, I can't explain. Please just accept that we can't be together, I still love you and this hurts me more than you know but…" He trailed off.
A tear rolling down my cheek, a mixture of anger and upset. "Sam, how can you want to break up with me but still love me. If you loved me you wouldn't be breaking up with me." I cried.
"Leah please don't make this more difficult. I know you're upset and pissed with me, I feel awful doing this."
"Well don't do it then." I exploded.
"I have to." He said, dropping his head into his hands.
"There's someone else!" I cried as realisation struck. "Isn't there? Sam? Who is she?" I said, trying to be clam and rational.
"Be angry with me, hate me. Please don't take it out on her, it's not her fault, it's mine." He said looking at me, his eyes filling with tears.
"Sam who is she?" I asked, getting annoyed.
"Emily." He mumbled.
"What? You're leaving me for my own cousin? I love you Sam, I don't understand how you could do this to me, how she could do this to me." I said, my head spinning, full of questions.
" It's complicated Leah, I know you don't understand but please, understand I never meant to hurt you, I would never intentionally hurt you." He said, sitting up and looking me in the eye.
"You are now." I said bluntly.
"I know," he sighed. "I swore I would never hurt you or put you through anything like this. I swore I'd always love you and I swear I will always love you."
"Just not enough." I sighed. "I think you should go Sam. I need time to think, to clear my head."
"Ok." He sighed unhappily, getting up and making his was to the door. "I'm sorry Leah." He half whispered as he stepped over the threshold and closed the door.
"It's too late for sorry's now." I sighed, to the emptiness, as I dropped my head into my hands. The house seemed quieter, emptier, colder than usual, like all the life had been sucked out or maybe that's just me. I felt hopeless, like my heart had been ripped from my chest leaving a gapping hole. Other than my spinning head and the aching in my chest, I was numb and empty. The only thing that meant anything to me had been ripped from my grip by someone I'd trusted and loved and that hurt, more than I ever thought it could.