Shot

Summary: Leah had it. She was done with this life. Everything bad would happen to her, everything. Until he came along, but all she could do was think of bad things and why she didn't deserve him. Jacob on the other hand thinks of Leah as a total bitch, though for some reason, he feels happy around her. Jacob has had enough with trying for a waste of time called Bella Swan. (A/N: Bella Swan is a bitch, whoever agrees, please, do tell!) He has been seeing right passed the one that is too upset to think right and going for the mortal that doesn't deserve him or Edward going for her.

Seriously hates Bella Swan! Enjoy the story!

Chapter Three-Leah's Letter

Jake's POV


I walked into the Clearwater's house as the door was wide open. I heard crying and then I walked over to Leah's room. She had a gun in her mouth and was bleeding. She saw me and cried harder.

"Leah! NO!" I shouted and ran towards her but then she pulled the trigger. I picked up her bleeding body and cried. "help! Help, please!" I screamed as loud as possible. I looked around and picked up my cell phone and dialed 911.

"Hello, 911, what is your emergency?" The lady asked.

"Help! My friend, she killed herself, she's dead!" I screamed.

"I'm sorry, are you sure she is dead sir?" I screamed.

"Yes! I am positive! There is blood everywhere and she shot herself in the…" I trailed myself off in tears.

"Sir, I can't do anything about that. An ambulance would just waste money when you know she is dead sir." I cried harder and rested my head on her forehead which was bleeding.

"thanks." I snarled and hung up. I dialed Sue's number knowing she was on her break.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Sue, your daughter!" I screamed and cried harder and harder.

"What did she do to you?" She asked annoyed.

"SHE FUCKING KILLED HER DAMN SELF!" There was a click on the other line and Sue hung up on me. I stared at Leah, what am I supposed to do? I kept screaming for help and finally I just laid there, soaked in Leah's blood, trying to warm up her body, but it was ice cold and nothing was in it. No brain, no heart, no blood, it was empty. Finally Seth came into Leah's room.

"L-" He dropped to his knees and hid his face with his hands. "What the hell happened?" He screamed almost as loud as I screamed.

"She k-killed herself Seth. She cut herself and the gun." she still had it in her hands. I started to sob again louder now. I saw it first hand. Seth cried and the blood that was all over Leah's hard wood floor dripped over to Seth and it got on his knees. He cried harder and harder. Seth looked up and crawled towards Leah and I. He touched the body and cried on her stomach like what he did when they were little.

"Leah." He whispered. I let go of Leah and got up a little weak. I wiped my hands on my pants, they are practically only blood anyway now. I looked around and saw a blurry note. It was blurry because of the tears. I picked it up only a little blood went on it. I started to read, but I couldn't finish. Not yet.

"Seth, I called your mom like ten minutes ago, if not more. You would think she would be here, right?" I asked huffing out a breath.

"Y-yes." He stuttered. We heard the door slam open and pounding up the stairs. Sue walked in and once she saw it, she swore for the first time that I have ever heard her sworn.

"Damn life! Damn this, fuck, fuck, fuck." She kept repeating it. She pushed Seth aside lightly and she touched the body. She cried harder and harder. "I shouldn't have been so evil to her." She whispered.

"She left a note. I think we should get the whole pack here." I whispered. Sue just nodded her head. Another hour of crying I called the pack and they raced over here. Emily was there too, so was Rachel.

"Leah!" Emily screamed and cried as hard as I ever saw her. She cried into Sam's chest and Sam just stood there staring at Leah in awe. Embry and Quil were crying. Paul and Jared had there mouths open and were sitting now head in hands. Finally we stopped crying for a little bit and everyone cleaned the blood off of them. I picked up the letter and read the first part of the letter aloud.

"Dear family and pack brothers, I'm sorry for being so bad to you all. You all were right, I am the pack bitch. And I guess I'm sorry. Look, I don't know why, but the only reason for anything to work out now is for me to die. I will go to hell and you all can live happy lives without me. That is what the pack always wanted. I'm not listing names or anything. But these are shout outs:"I stopped there and handed it to Sam who wasn't crying.

"Sam & Emily: Good luck and hope you guys get the kid you wanted. I will always hate you still though, I will never forgive you. I will take that to my grave, just like I said. P.S. was I right about the fucking. You still thinking about me while you do her?" Sam read and this time he did cry a little. Tears dripped down his cheeks after every word. Emily cried harder and harder, even when you would think it was impossible. Sam handed the paper to Paul.

"Paul:" He laughed reading a little ahead. "Go. To. Hell. See you there. (Oh and by the way, I don't have naked pictures of me on my camera dumb ass! Go to Rachel, she is your imprint!)" He laughed but a few tears strolled down. He handed the letter to Embry who wasn't crying as hard.

"Embry and Quil: You guys have to be the most annoying people I know. Though, it's fun making death threats to you two. It's hard to say this, but I'll…miss you guys." Embry sighed and cried a little harder now, he wiped the tears away and handed it to Jared.

"Jared: I don't know what to say to you. You weren't an ass, you weren't all that great either. You were an okay kid, don't change that. If you do, I'll haunt you." Jared laughed and shook his head. "Same old Leah." He whispered. Then he handed it to me. I hesitated before taking it.

"Jacob: I hope you find someone. I really hope that. I don't think I have hoped for something as strong as this. I love you so much like a brother, thanks for sticking up for me. I hope I wasn't too bad to you Jacob. Good luck in life, and don't be me. Or you'll end up dead. Jacob, I think I may love you more than just a brother, but now, I can never find out. You deserve better than me, so good luck. And remember, don't do Bella, she is a Sam, and you know how well we turned out…I'll miss you." I cried harder and took a glance at Sam. He had his head down completely ashamed. "Love you too, Leah." I croaked. I handed it to Seth who sucked it up for a little bit. He grabbed it and rested himself against the wall.

"Seth: You were the reason for me to consider living Seth. Remember that, this is not your fault. I killed myself right after our talk really. Seth, never think of this as your fault, it will never be your fault. This is my fault, I got in too deep, the only solution for fixing my mess is for getting rid of me because I can't fix it. Seth I love you so much, and I hope you do realize that I am crying so hard for writing this letter. Seth, I need it to stop, I need everything to stop. I don't deserve a brother as fucking fantastic as you. I hope you don't forget who I was before I went all bitch, Seth, I love you so damn much! And I'm sorry, I know that its hard, first with dad, then with me. But for me, its better. I love you. Live your life how you want it, don't let mom control it or anyone else. I love you as much as I could ever love anything else, know that." Seth cried harder and pushed it up towards Sue as he sunk down and cried. I went over by him and hugged him.

"She loves you." I whispered reassuringly. "A lot." I added and cried with him.

"Mom: half of this is your damn fault. I love you, but it changed, everything changed once dad died. You never stuck up for ME you helped Sam and Emily. You always made me feel like the worst person which I was, but damn, this isn't completely your fault. It's mine, yours, Sam's, and Emily's fault. Other than that, it is no one else's fault. I'm sorry for disappointing you."Sue was almost drowning in her tears now. "You never disappointed me, Leah." She whispered and pushed it towards me again. I looked at it confused. I stared at the paper and read one last shout out.

"Dad: I guess I won't see you, I'm going to hell and you could never be there. Love you." Everyone cried now. "Wait, she wrote more." I whispered sucking up the tears unsuccessfully. "Please forgive me for this everyone. Celebrate my death, I want you to celebrate. This is what you all asked for. You have no idea how many times I have chickened out of killing myself, well, now, Leah (Tequila) Clearwater dies at age twenty two. Time: 4:33 PM Date: July 16th, 2010. Died: Bullet in brain and numerous cuts on self." I screamed loudly now and handed it to Sue again. She should read this last part.

"Last Words: Wish I hadn't lived. Leah Ann/ Tequila Clearwater" Sue dropped the piece of paper and fell to the ground.

No One's POV

Seth couldn't stop crying along with Sue. Sam left out of guilt, but Emily stayed for Sue. Jacob stayed there for Seth and tried to comfort him, but it didn't do much since he was crying too. Sue called the police to get the body, Jacob wondered why the hell the didn't do that for him when he called! For the rest of their lives, they knew that Leah killed herself.

"Seth, don't be upset. She said it's not your fault." Jake repeated over and over. Seth now started to shake. He ran outside and didn't make it to the forest but did it at human point. Thankfully no one saw. He would finish whatever Leah was going to do before she died. And he knew just where she wrote those things. Her old tree house. He kept running and then when he got there, he found her diary up in the tree house.

"Dear diary, I need to die, but things I should do before I die are also important. Date someone and get over Sam, run away from home and live on my own for a few years, go to Paris, marry, have a child," Seth almost couldn't read the last one. "And stop disappointing everyone I meet."

"You didn't disappoint me, Leah." He whispered. He wrapped the diary around his ankle and ran home. He knew what he was going to do, he was going to complete all of these, for Leah. He will have to make her happy before he can make himself happy. And Jake, he never knew someone like Leah, and never will know anyone like her. He loved her on the inside, and it turns out, you don't know what you got 'till it's gone.


Ok, this was very hard to write. I cried a lot of this. Um, the date and time was inspired by my cousin who died yesterday. It didn't have anything to do with guns or knives by the way, but I got this idea from Greta sort of, but just when I was writing the letters my mom came in with the news my cousin died. So Mark, this is for you cousin, I love you and I miss you! Thanks for reading and please review, it took a lot of strength to continue typing after the news. Love you all. Peace and Love, Noelle.