I spent the entire night with Leah in my arms. She woke me up halfway through the night, she started crying from her dream and cluthed at me. I sighed sadly and lifted her to lay on my chest. She didnt object and curled up in a ball on my chest, gathering all the warmth she could. When I woke up, Leah was still on my chest. Her face was stained with tears and I could see a few stray ones and I quickly wiped them away. She smiled softly and opened one eye.

"What's up?" She whispered. I chuckled and ran my hand down her back. She shivered from my touch and I smirked.

"Having a pretty good morning, what about you?" I said the truth and she blushed.

"Eh, its okay. I better go call my mom and Sam. I have to 'apologize'," she said the last part sarcastically and quickly got out of bed. It felt cold without her.

I mentally slapped myself. It only feels cold when Bella's gone. Think about Bella. Bella has brown hair. So does Leah-SHIT!

"What for?" I asked, sitting up. My body wasnt hurting as much as it used to but I stll ahd some bad pains. I winced when I put to much pressure on my leg. She sighed and helped me up.

"I sort of threw a bowl of cold soup on Emily. Sam was pissed so I called him a monkey's pimpley ass and told them never to talk to me again. Your dad and Seth were trying to hold back laughs while my mom was smirking. I just left and came here," she said the last part softly and I smiled at the memory of her in my arms. She blushed again and left the room with a soft 'be back'.

"So, what're we doing today?" I asked when she came back upstairs.

"I dont know. Sam said something about me talking to Emily, you want to sit with me while I call her?" She said, holding the cordless phone in her hand and smirking. Thats when I noticed what she was wearing. My shirt and my basketball shorts that fit right now. She looked so tiny. I smirked and looked up at her.

"You look good in my clothes," she blushed and looked at the phone then back at me, "yeah, I'll sit with you. Then we are watching some scary movies or someshit," I said, scooting over a little so she could sit with me. She sat down, sighed nervously, then started dialing.

"Hey Emily," she streched the first word, "Sam told me you wanted something?"

"Yeah, uhm, I know this is awkward and everything but you are the closest thing I have to a sibling.." Emily drifted off.

"And..?" Leah said, egging her on.

"Well, even with everything that has happened, you are still my bestfriend. Would you like to, uh, be my, uh, maid of honor?" The phone hit the floor. Leah was looking at me then she was shaking. She quickly picked up the phone.

"How dare you fucking ask me if I wanted to go to my fucking cousin and ex boyfriends wedding, much less the fucking maid of honor! You know how fucking ironic this is, Jacob?" Leah asked me. I slowly shook my head. She laughed coldly. "Well, one minute Emily is my maid of honor at my wedding; and now she asked me if I wanted to be her maid of honor. She's marrying the guy that I was in love with until she fucking ruined it!" She quickly hung the phone up and slammed it on my bed. She knew it would break if she did that, I'm quessing. She looked up and me and her eyes were betraying the 'happy' smile on her face.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded enthusiastically, "no you're not. I can tell. When you're upset or mad, you dont talk. You think you'll say something stupider than what made you mad in the first place," she rolled her eyes and stood up.

"I'll be back. Look nice," and with that she left.

I felt even colder.

"Leah, Leah, Leah," I said, shaking my head, "what're you doing to me?"