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Memories
'I heard them promise, till death do us part, each word was a pain, in my heart'
Church Bells –Etta James
Looking into Sam's eyes on the happiest day of his life almost killed Leah. Her hands were clammy and her heart beat was uneven. She had dreamed about this moment for so long, yet everything was so incredibly fucked up.
In Leah's place stood Emily Young.
Leah thought walking in on Sam and Emily was the worst thing she could ever see, but she was wrong. It was only her that had witnessed Sam's hands all over her cousin's body, touching her intimately, with Emily sighing underneath him. But this, this was for the whole world to see.
This was their proclamation of Love.
Samuel Uley's love for Emily Young and not for Leah Clearwater.
Leah's felt her stomach twist in painful knots as Sam's dark brown eyes stared down at her from the altar. She bit her lip, knowing that no matter how hard she tried, how many men she dated to make Sam jealous, no matter how many times she phased back in front of the pack, that he would never look at her the way he used to. His eyes used to be filled with desire, with want and most of all, the fuzzy and unconditional feeling of love.
As Sam's eyes quivered at her they tore away quickly hearing the opening of the small church doors. Leah knew her cousin would be walking up the isle as the haunting melody of the church organ rang out, slicing just a little more of Leah's broken heart open. This was supposed to be her fucking song, her husband to be, her life.
But instead she sat in the crowd dressed in a light green summer dress with sliver sandals on, compliments of Susan Clearwater.
Leah could see Emily edging closer down the aisle from the corner of her eye and decided to close them and not take in the scene in front of her. Leah placed her hands on her face and leant down resting both her hands and face on her lap as she tried to control her breathing. Her hot breath rebounded of her hands making her feel dizzy. She couldn't watch Sam say the words that would be confirmation that he had let her go forever.
She tried to cover her ears with her shoulders, wiggling and tensing knowing she couldn't. Hearing him say it would be just as bad as watching his perfect lips saying the words.
Instead of saying 'I do' he might at well of said 'I choose Emily and not you Leah'.
The first sobs began as the priest began to talk, echoing words and bible passages of love. She was crying into her hands feeling the hot tears pool while her best friend, her sister, married the man of her dreams and the love of her life.
All she could hold on to were the tears in her hands and the memories Sam and her once shared.