A/N:- Hope you like it :) Review please. It would make my really bad day a whole lot better.
This chapter is dedicated to my best friend - Ana A'bud Int
R.I.P. Dakota - We all miss you.
DISCLAIMER - I'm just a little teenager dreaming about big things like owning the Twilight Franchise, and a personal Jacob *sigh*
Leah is sitting in her car driving to her best friend's house; a friend she had known long before Emily. A friend who would never even think of doing what Emily did to her.
She has known Rachel Black since they were in diapers; the Black's and Clearwater's had been family friends for a long time. Generations even.
Rebecca, Rachel and Leah were always subjected to fishing trips with Harry and Billy whilst their mother's would spend the afternoons enjoying each other's company without their children.
The fishing trips consisted of Harry and Billy fishing whilst the three girls would pester their father's to try and convince to take them home. Granted Leah had hated these fishing trips, one good thing was to come of them. She would make a friendship that was to last through thick and thin.
Leah had always liked Rachel more than Rebecca, and there was a reason for that. Rebecca, whilst she was Rachel's twin, was the complete opposite of her sister. Where Rachel was quiet and reserved, Rebecca was loud and forward.
This simple fact caused Leah and Rebecca's personalities to clash, and often resulted in arguments. Leah remembers an occasion on one fishing trip when she and Rebecca had an especially violent fight.
They had been arguing about who was right, though Leah can't remember what the subject they were debating on was, it was much too trivial and unimportant to remember now. Before Leah knew it, the argument had turned into a fist fight, and she was pinning Rebecca to the floor of the boat and Rebecca was pulling her hair. Needless to say it didn't end well, both Rebecca and Leah ended up overboard and both were grounded for 2 weeks.
It makes Leah smile as she remembers how easy life was for her back then. She wishes it was the same now.
2 weeks after the incident, Rebecca had come round with Rachel to apologize. Leah had reluctantly accepted and before they left, Rachel had whispered in Leah's ear that she believed her and not Rachel.
Even when they matured into young women, neither Rebecca nor Leah would back down from the arguments they shared. Both of them were much too proud to do any such thing.
Rachel on the other hand always came between the two girls and resolved a truce, though it was a temporary one at that, for the next day both girls would find something new start an argument over.
After Sara Black passed away, both girls distanced themselves from their family, their home and each other. Rachel, after graduating, went to University and came home to visit only when necessary.
Rebecca on the other hand took more drastic measures. She had met Hoku, a Hawaiian surfer on spring break, she felt the need to get married as soon as possible to, and as she so graciously put it, 'escape this hellhole of a reservation'. When Leah and Rachel had found out that Hoku had taken her to Las Vegas to elope, they were shocked to say the least. Leah tried convincing Rebecca to come home but Rebecca being Rebecca had refused and had left both Leah and Rachel alone in La Push.
The next time Rebecca had called Rachel she was greeted with coldness on her sister's part. Rachel had told Rebecca that she was no longer considered her sister and that Leah was more of real sister than Rebecca had ever been.
Rebecca never came down to visit after that phone call.
Yes, Leah had always preferred Rachel over Rebecca, simply because Rachel was always there for her no matter what.
As she pulls up to the driveway she catches a glimpse of Paul through the window. He is stood in the kitchen deep in a heated conversation with the younger of the Black twins. She is shock as she takes in the scene before her. The puzzlement is natural for this is the first time she has seen Rachel even remotely angry with her imprint. Usually they are inseparable.
Her ears are filled with the sounds of Pauls cursing and she sees him storming angrily out the front door. His features are contorted with rage. She watches silently from the car as his body begins shaking uncontrollably while he tries to run into the woods to keep from being seen. Unfortunately for him, his body explodes before he has the chance to conceal himself, and before he hits the ground, his body has transformed into that of a wolf.
Quietly she stares as he ran into the depths of the forest, letting out a heart wrenching howl to show his pain.
Leah will never know what it feels like to imprint; she will never understand how the rejection or anger of one person can cause ones heart to break. Though Leah is glad. She has experienced enough heartbreak and pain to last a lifetime if not longer.
Taking a deep breath she stepped out of her car and walks towards the door of the old log cabin in which the Black family resided.
Rachel Black is an old soul in a young body. She is mature beyond her years and has experienced a lot more than most people give her credit for.
She had lost her mother at a young age, and had lacked the support of a motherly figure at a crucial point in her life.
Her father was never much of a father, and though he was ashamed, he admitted to this fact himself. After the accident his strength had faltered and his ability to father them had been affected.
Her sister had always blamed their father for their mothers death, and had long since been estranged from the family. After all this Rachel had changed, once the quiet and reserved girl, Rachel Black was now the sarcastic bitch who had a smart ass comment for every situation.
Rachel has long since relied on Leah Clearwater for support.
When she had come home for the summer from University she had met Paul and was dragged into the supernatural world that her best friend and brother had been a part of behind her back.
At first she had been angry with them for hiding such a large part of their lives, but slowly she forgave them, after all she knew it wasn't their secret to tell.
Since moving back to La Push, Rachel felt much happier. She felt whole again. Paul had made her so happy but he could also be unnerving at times.
Like today. They have been having the same conversation for weeks now, but Paul won't budge. She was ready for marriage and had asked Paul if they were going to get married, but Paul didn't feel the need to make their relationship official. Rachel didn't know what to say, she thought that an imprint was supposed to get whatever they wanted. She wanted marriage so why wouldn't Paul give it to her?
"Why? I don't see the problem in us making it official" Rachel Black argues.
"And I don't see the problem in us staying like this" Paul counters
"What is this some way to keep your options open? So that if you get bored you can waltz off to some cheap whore for a one night stand?"
"Baby! Don't be like this, you know it's not like that" Paul assures.
"Paul Meraz, don't you give that 'baby' bullshit." Rachel says fuming.
"If you're not willing to make a commitment to your true love or whatever the hell I am to you, then you can get the fuck out of my house"
Paul was stood there shaking from head to toe, rage written all over his features, but Rachel Black wasn't scared. She had no reason to be. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. It was a simple fact. Emily Uley had what was coming to her that day, after cheating with her cousin's boyfriend, karma was bound to pay her a visit. Rachel on the other hand had done nothing wrong.
After watching him storm out of the house, before she even had a chance to sit down, she heard a knock at the door. Was the pathetic fool back already? She thought to herself.
Walking slowly to the hallway she opened the door to find a grinning Leah Clearwater stood on her porch.
"That bastard" Leah screeches. "Who the hell does he think he is? He can't get away with this for long, it's only a matter of time before he has to give in to the imprint" She says in a matter of fact tone
"You'd better be right, I'm starting to think that he doesn't love me anymore" sighs Rachel.
"Bullshit, that guy is so whipped it's unreal" Leah laughs.
The two girls are contemplating Rachel's situation over a large bucket of double fudge ice cream. It's just another day for the two girls. Nothing has changed. Not for years.