A/N: I will say this once and only once: sadly the wolves and vampires are not my characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer.
A friendly warning this is a mature rated story, some of the language and situations are for big girls only. I will warn you if it gets really fun at the beginning of the chapter.
Summary: When it rains, it pours - or so the old saying went. Yeah well for me, Leah Clearwater, it was currently monsoon season. Everything was going along just the way I wanted when ...BAM... out of the blue fate smacked me upside the head with a two-by-four. Of course fate being a bitch and all that did not stop with just one hit. For a while it was whack-a-Leah season, and so that it how I ended up where I am now. This is pretty much rock bottom, but I am not foolish enough to say that things could not possibly get any worse. Fate has taken away my father, my boyfriend, my best friend, my body, and worst of all my dreams. Hell at one point I had even lost my home. I have nothing left to lose, or so I keep telling myself. Now it looks like things are finally settling down, unfortunately that means I now have plenty of free time to evaluate my life and realize how much it really sucks. Did I mention none of my clothes fit?
So what if I accepted a ride from a complete stranger? At the time it got me away from Sam with his freaking alpha orders, and in that moment it was all I needed. The fact that this man can almost make me smile is just a bonus. Did I mention he has an amazing ass? and that he was an amazing cook? So what could possibly be wrong with this paragon?
That bitch fate is what was wrong. It would have been too easy to imprint on my yummy looking stranger. Imprinting would have been my ticket out of this black hole I had fallen into. Instead of the easy way out I was going to have to get my life back on track the old fashioned way - just suck it up and somehow crawl out all by myself. For a while though I was going to have some fun with Phil and pretend that I was normal.
Preface
The city of Forks was for most people nothing more than a spec on a map. On the surface it was a sleepy little small town, and so the perfect setting for a horror story. The residents had to mainly worry about forgetting their umbrellas rather than anything supernatural - not that supernatural creatures did not inhabit the regions surrounding the town. In fact just a few months ago this area saw a great deal of action. Fortunately for the citizens of Forks, and their property values, most of these incidents were only known to a few unique members of the community. Individuals who expended a great deal of energy keeping such events secrets.
On today's rainy September morning not much was going on regarding the supernatural world. In fact they were all relaxing and enjoying having a few days of peace. Well most of them were engaged in some sort of quiet celebration. One specific girl was not as happy as the rest. In fact she was seriously morose looking. She was feeling cheated by fate, and while the others got their happy ending she received nothing but misery. In some ways she was starting to suspect that she would never get her fairy tale ending. Instead life would always cast her in the monster category.