Chapter One.
Leah finished applying her make up in the gas station mirror, about 20 minutes outside of Forks. Heavy eyeliner, and full red lipstick. Tonight was the night. Tonight was the night she would get her revenge, and make them feel all the hurt that they'd inflicted on her for so many years.
They, being the three most beautiful men she'd ever met on the face of this earth. The first, being Sam. Of course you know what he did to her—imprinted on her cousin during they're engagement, left her heartbroken, distraught, and bitter…he even had the nerve to give her cousin a similar engagement ring. That was a little bit before Leah first phased. All the while after that, having to share Sam's mind and see the loving and adorable thoughts about Emily he had running through his head, she had to suffer through his thoughts about her. He still loved her. Just not as much as he loved Emily. Leah just wasn't enough for him. That's how all this started. Sam was the first. Leah knew from then on, that fate hated her and she would always be second best. And what hurt the most was…Sam didn't even try to fight it. So she knew…she would never get her own happy ending like the rest of the pack that'd imprinted. She'd given up hope, and became the bitch everyone grew to know and hate. She'd thought that was it for her, until she joined Jacob's pack.
Jacob, the second man of the hour. She didn't mean to fall for Jacob. It wasn't part of the plan. They never meant to fall for each other, but shit happens. When she finally started falling, when she found herself letting him in, she thought she'd found someone who understood her. Jake knew all about her heartbreak. He knew how it felt to watch the one you love be blissfully happy with someone else. Just like Leah was forced to do with Sam and Emily. Jake watched Bella carry the child of another man, of the man he hated with his entire being, and watch her carry and want and love the very thing that was taking her life away. And he couldn't leave her side. He loved Bella too much. The very way I couldn't leave La Push, I couldn't leave Sam.
Somewhere along the way, Jacob and I hooked up to forget the pain. But after a while, it stopped being just hooking up. We both stopped just walking away after we had sex, we'd hold each other and talk till we fell asleep. I thought I'd finally found the one. Jacob told me he loved me, he'd do anything for me, and that he would never leave me under any circumstances. That he wouldn't, he could never hurt me the way Sam did. That he was strong enough to fight it. He thought, stupidly like me, that he would never do it. Because Jacob hated imprinting as much as I did.
But I was wrong, as I've been about most things in my life. As soon as Bella Swan pushed that spawn of Satan out of her vagina, Jacob took one look at the little fucker and boom! Imprint.
Bye-bye to all of Leah's hopes and dreams. Hello to heartbreak. Again.
Then came the very last man, the man I thought would do it for me. The man I thought might actually have the ability to fix me. It's not like he wasn't aware that I was broken. We started out just becoming friends and I told him from the very beginning I would never fall in love ever. Because fate hated me with everything she had. The least of all, I would never fall for another wolf. So we were friends for about three years, just hanging out. And he actually was healing me, he had healed my soul one day at a time. Till things started changing, I could see the look in his eye change. I could feel it would he would hold my hand. He was developing feelings for me, and that was dangerous. Dangerous because…I was started to feel it too. And I was so scared…I didn't want to get hurt again.
But Embry assured me, just like all the others, that he would never hurt me. That what Jacob and Sam had done to me was foul beyond reason, and that he would be strong enough to fight it if it ever happened. He sided with me about all that had happened, and he stopped talking to his brothers when he found out the entire truth about what they had truly done to me.
All because of me.
Even though Sam and Jacob tried to intervene and warn us at every chance they got, we didn't listen. Because we didn't care. It was us against the world, and nothing could stop us. We were in love, and not just in love, madly in love. Dangerously in love. And we would do anything for one another. We wouldn't let anything come between us. Because Embry hated imprinting even more than Jacob claimed he had. He thought he seriously wouldn't be one of the wolves to imprint, because he knew he wasn't supposed to be a wolf in the first place. He was there because the three men that could possibly be his father slept with his mother even though they were married men. He wasn't even supposed to exist. He was an anomaly, a mistake…just like me. But as always, fate had to screw my life over not once, not twice, but thrice.
Embry and I were holding hands on the couch at the welcome home party for Rebecca, Jacob's older sister, and as soon as she walked over to me to give me a hug, boom! Imprint.
Embry was so strong I didn't even notice it for a while, he really tried to fight it. He refused to go over Billy's house, refused to be in the same places she was in, and refused to think about her. I didn't even know till he told me a week later.
But like the rest of them, Embry wasn't strong enough to fight the pull. He was, by far, the strongest of the three…yet none of them were strong enough. I later found Embry and Rebecca rolling around on the couch.
And that's when my life ended…that's when I gave up. That's when everything came together for me, and I realized I would die here in my own personal hell.
And it was also where I decided, if I was going to die, I was going to go out laughing.