I was sitting on the edge of Seth's bed in a black dress, three hours early for the funeral. Seth was out on patrol and I didn't know why I was waiting for him. Today would be hard enough without opening up a bunch of emotional scars. That's what happened with Seth now. He didn't mind that though.

I heard the sound of the window sliding open and then the soft thud of Seth landing on the carpet. I looked up, smiling weakly at him. He walked over and sat down beside him, frowning at me.

"Hey." He muttered quietly.

"Hey." I said, pushing his hair out of his eyes. "Seth.. lets talk." He nodded, leaning back against the wall. I scooted back to lean against the wall beside him and he took one of my hands in his. "Seth.. I love you. You are one of my best friends in the world. Your my baby brother and I don't want to have to tell you this. I really don't..."

"What is it Lee?" He asked, frowning at the look on his face.

"I want this, Seth, just know that. I really do."

"Want what?"

"I'm going to leave. I'm going to leave and take my baby and start a new life somewhere where I can breathe... somewhere not dotted with memories. I want to go Seth.. but Seth I'm going to miss you so much. I'm going to miss having my baby brother right here with me. So Seth believe me if I could take you with me I would, but you can't leave here. You have to stay and take care of mom for me... but I'll keep in touch. I promise that. You are going to be a part of that baby girl's life. She's going to have her Uncle Seth."

"Did you say baby girl?" He asked me, the edges of his lips pulling up into a small smile.

"I'm not sure.. just a feeling." I told him quietly.

"Leah... can I tell you something? It's not justification, but I just think you should know.."

"You can tell me anything Seth."

He took a deep breath, leaning his head back against the wall. "There's this thing Leah, you know all the old legends.. Imprention? Do you remember that?" He asked me, looking out the window. I nodded. "It's real Leah. It's real but a thousand times more powerful than you could ever imagine." He sighed. "Leah, that's what happened. Sam imprinted on Emily." I closed my eyes, forcing the tears back into my head. "Leah... I just thought you should know. It doesn't really matter, but I just thought.." He trailed off, not able to meet my now misty eyes. I didn't know the details of it, but even so, even without knowing the exact point of it, I know that this just means I was never right for Sam. It just means it would have never worked out. It just means it's not right for me to blame Emily, because it wasn't her fault. With a dark chuckle I realized I couldn't even blame Sam. This was all me. All me being the wrong person.

I stood up and walked to the door, turning to him, my hand on the doornob. "You need to get ready, Seth."

I took the white rose and set it on my dad's coffin, feeling the tears well over, but pushing them back in. I walked away and walked straight outside. The cold shocked me and I ran, aimlessly until I tripped over a root or something and stumbled to the ground. I lay there, not caring that it started to rain or that my dress was torn. I didn't even care that I could feel blood trickling down my left leg.

In my mind I realized people would start talking. It was obvious from my dress. People would start talking and word would spread. My life as I knew it was gone.. although life hasn't been the same for a long time. I've just gotten used to the pain and the obscurity.

"What the...?" I heard Sam's voice and cringed, begging God that he would leave me alone. "Leah!" His horrified scream echoed through the forest and I heard him rushing toward me. "Leah? Are you alright?" He yelled, pulling me off the ground. "Leah?" He pleaded. "Leah, please!"

"What Sam?" I growled, my head snapping up to look at him.

"God, Lee, I thought you were seriously hurt."

"I am."

He growled under his breath. "Come on Leah. Let me take you to somewhere warm."

"Don't touch me."

"Leah your freezing. You are going to get sick."

"I don't care." I chuckled. "Why do you?"

"Leah you know I still love you and I'm not going to let you get ammonia just cause you are mad at me."

I could feel the world whipping past me, but I ignored it. Soon enough he layed me down on something and I realized how cold I was. I shivered, looking around. Where am I?

I looked around, my eyes darting from the little kitchen to the small bedroom. Both were unfamiliar.

"How are you, Leah?" The voice cut through my ears like knives. Dispite my thoughts earlier, I still hated her.

"Fantastic." I growled back at her.

She was standing over me, eyes full of deep rooted worry. "Leah, your bleeding.. what happened?" She asked me, her voice quivering as she touched my cold arm.

I shook her hand off. "I fell."

"Can I do anything?" Her voice was too tender. She was too good. She was too perfect and I hated her.

"No." I growled back. "You can't." I glanced around again, unhappily. "Where the hell am I?"

"Oh, this is my new house.." She said quietly. Her scared face was crippled with pain as I shrank away from her.

"Leah!" Seth's voice called from the doorway. He ran over to me, frowning. "What happened?"

"I fell." I answered him, shortly.

He glanced at Emily. "Come here.. I'll take you home." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me off of whatever I was lying on. "Tell Sam I took her home."

"I will... Leah? Please understand. I never meant to hurt you." She called after me, but I pretended not to hear.

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