Authors Note: A few things you might need to know: The treaty is broken and the vampires can roam about freely on La Push. Instead of Jake imprinting on Renesmee, I made Seth imprint on Renesmee
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight (hangs head and weeps dramatically) or anything else twilight related
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My name is Leah Clearwater and I have been screwed by life multiple times. I once had a love of my life, Sam Uley, but he decided to go hook up with my cousin. My father died last year, he was the only person that ever understood me. Oh and I'm a werewolf, the loneliest, most bitter werewolf you'll ever meet.
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Introductions
Beep, beep, beep! I slammed my hand down on the alarm, shattering it into a thousand pieces. Damn it! I thought, that's the third one this week. I didn't really feel like waking up at five fucking thirty in the morning. Today was a Thursday, I hate Thursdays. Actually I hate every day of the week. I didn't have to go to school, thank god for that. But I did have to make sure the stupid town of Forks and the dumb reservation were safe places to live. I had to do all this at five fucking thirty. Yeah, aren't I just bright and chipper in the morning?
I threw back my nice warm sheets and rolled over until I fell on the floor. Once I had enough energy, I got up and staggered my way to the window. I pulled back the curtain and looked outside; it was raining, wow how shocking. It was always raining, just another nail in the coffin of depression. I walked groggily over to my closet and slowly opened the door. I looked at the clothes in front of me before I grabbed a pair of cotton shorts and a hoodie with a tee shirt underneath. I didn't bother with shoes, us werewolves never did. I walked down the hallway on my way to the kitchen and stopped at my brothers' room and banged on the door. "Seth! Get up! Now!" I yelled and I heard him mutter incoherently and his feet hit the floor as he rolled off the bed. I made my way into the kitchen and rummaged through the cupboards, trying to decide what I wanted for breakfast. I settled on some frosted mini wheat's and got myself a bowl and spoon. Just as I was going to grab the milk, Seth walked in. He was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. His hair was tousled and his eyes were half closed. He yawned and stretched his arms out before he fell into a chair and put his head on the table, no doubt falling asleep. I punched his arm and he grunted. I knew it hadn't hurt him; the grunt was just his way of asking what I wanted. "If you want some breakfast, get up and get it now, we have to leave soon." I said munching on a wheatie. He got up from the chair and staggered over to the refrigerator, finally he grabbed a bagel.
We sat in silence for a while until he looked at me, "Where are we meeting him today?" he asked. "Beach" I said trying to get the last of my cereal onto my spoon. We always met Jake on the beach, because he thought the waves were calming. Jake was our Alpha, the leader of our tiny pack. A few months ago Jake had a rebellious stage and decided to go make his own pack. Seth chased after him and soon joined up with him. I reluctantly went because I had to make sure Seth would be safe and everything and plus being in Sam's head was getting annoying. Now it was just us three, and surprisingly, I liked that.
I rinsed out my bowl and put it in the dishwasher. Seth had finished his bagel and was standing by the door, nodding off against the frame. I rolled my eyes and pulled a pen and paper out to leave a note for mom.
Dear Mom,
Seth and I went on patrol. I'll be home around twelve. Seth will probably be at the Cullen's. I'll see you later.
Love Leah
I taped the note to the table, knowing she would see it there. I pulled the hood of my sweatshirt up and walked out into the pouring rain, dragging Seth behind me. I stopped on the doorstep and turned around. Grabbing the key from under the potted plant, I locked the door and put the key back. I stepped off the porch, almost immediately getting soaked. I looked around for Seth and saw his figure retreating quickly down the beach path. I ran after him, my hood falling down and my hair getting soaked.