Yeah, I know its been too long! It's Monday and I have no school, cause it's FAMILY DAY, so happy Family Day! Thanks to all the reviews and support for this fic, I'm going to tell you now that you might cry! This fic is based on two broken souls. I've never had my heart broken because of a relationship, but I've had shit happen to me and I've lost a ton of friendships, I've been through pain and I tried to make the pain real, and I hope it's believable!

A big thanks to my beta, I don't know how she can handle my horrible writing, but she does and I love her tons for not giving up on me!

Chapter 6

Music starts playing like the end of a sad movie,
it's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see,
cause its tragedy and it'll only bring you down.

Breathe – Taylor Swift

In La Push the not so warm sun was setting, showering the cloudy sky a delicious orange mixed with a sweet cotton candy pink while the unwelcoming cold green sea slammed against the rough edges of the massive rocks near the bottom of the cliffs.

Jacob Black was sitting on top of the highest cliff in La Push. The grass he was sitting on was damp; the air was cold, planting icy kisses on his bare golden chest and back. The feeling was delightful, different than what he's been feeling for the last few days, and was still feeling. He was an empty shell, alone, and dead. It seemed like there was nothing important anymore, nothing seemed to matter. His world was dark, no; his world was gone. The moment she had rejected him, his world had died. Everything died. Now he was nothing. He couldn't shrug it off, how can you shrug something like this off? How can you go back to normal when your soul mate leaves you? When your reason of living doesn't want you anymore, what do you do? How do you survive? You can't. There's just no way.

Or, at least, no way that he knew about. He could no longer think about anything but the hurting and grief.

He lay back down gently on his bare back, the cool moist grass making him shiver, his long lean legs dangling off the cliff's edge. He looked up to the sky, which was quickly darkening with each long passing minute. He shut his tired eyes tightly, a few salty tears escaped. He was tired of crying, but it seemed like that's the only thing he could do. He just felt like rolling into a ball and crying, praying that everything would disappear when his eyes dried. Right then he didn't even wish to get back to Nessie; he just wanted the pain to go away. He wanted some peace and quiet. He wanted the tears to stop. He wanted to feel something other than hate and sorrow. He would accept anything, anything that could take away the emptiness, the loneliness, even if it was only for an hour or two.

"Jake?" Leah's soft voice broke his thoughts. He opened his eyes weakly; she was standing over him, looking down. Her face was blank, but he could see the concern in her bright eyes. Leah was his best friend, and more in so many different ways. They'd been together for so many years, been through so much. Now, looking back, he realized that Leah was always there for him, always, yet he'd never noticed before now that he owed her a lot, for everything she'd ever done for him.

"Can I join you?" She asked. Jacob nodded, sitting up as she sat down close to him, shoulders and long lean legs brushing against each other.

"How are you feeling?" She whispered into the cold night.

"You have no idea how much pain I'm in." Jacob answered, looking straight ahead, and taking a deep breath.

"I think I can relate." Leah replied, turning her head to face him; he was still looking ahead.

Jacob started to chuckle, the sound bitter and unfeeling.

"You could never understand what I'm going through; your soul mate never left you for your brother." He told her, still looking straight ahead, eyes darkening and tightening, willing the tears to go away.

His words stung. She knew what he was implying. She knew he meant that the pain Sam and Emily had caused her was nothing compared to his. He was wrong though, so wrong. The pain Sam and Emily had caused was still alive, still floating through her veins, and haunting her dreams. The pain was indescribable and if anyone could relate to him, it was her, because her pain was equal to what he was going through right now.

"Your right." She snapped. "My boyfriend of four years leaving me for my own blood, someone I've spent my whole childhood with, that someone I considered a sister. It's completely different than what you're feeling." The venom and sarcasm was dripping heavily from her mouth.

He finally turned his head to stare at her, fury in his eyes: this was imprinting, gravity not being able to hold you to the earth love, not some high school sweetheart love. He was about to speak, but Leah wasn't done talking.

"But wait!" She dragged out the words. "The pain of knowing that I killed my own father on top of Sam leaving and Emily's betrayal still doesn't compare to the pain you're in, right?" Her slim hands were quivering softly and she rolled her eyes.

"Try having your own mother against you! She was never on my side! I am her daughter, but she was always on Emily's side, helping Emily with her wedding, cooking with Emily, going out with Emily! Emily, the daughter she fucking wish she had! Emily, Emily, Emily! What the fuck does Emily have that I don't?!" Her eyes started tearing up and her breathing became short and sharp.

"You foolish imbecile." She continued in a softer voice as the sadness began to set in.

"You think you're in pain now, wait until you get the wedding invitation, wait until they have a child, wait until they think it's acceptable and honourable to name it after you." Tears cascaded down her flushed cheeks, her body trembling with the uncontrollable sobs that tried to consume her.

"They'll be living the life you thought you would. They'll have the things you thought you would. They'll be happy while your fucking heart shatters to pieces." She shook her head lightly.

"No one was there for me..." She whispered, so quietly he barely caught it.

She quickly got to her feet, trying to get away before her meltdown became too much to handle, but Jacob was on his feet in seconds, grabbing her arms.

"Leah..." He was at a loss for words, his anger completely forgotten. He never knew she was still in pain; it had been years, how could he not have sensed her feelings before? They shared the same mind for crying out loud!

Then it hit him, he was busy with someone else, he was too caught up in his only little bubble to see anything else.

"You have it easy." She whispered as the sobs quickly started taking over.

"You don't have to see his thoughts, you don't have to see their kisses or touches, and you weren't forced to go to the wedding." She cried.

Her cries came from deep within her soul, they were agonizing and deafening. She had been holding on for years and now, finally, she was letting it all out, she was willing to let someone in and let them see how much torture she was still in. Jacob pulled her into his chest, crushing her with his warmth.

"She had babies Jake." She sobbed harder, rambling about everything she'd held in for so many years. His hold around her waist became tighter. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her head tucked in the crop of his neck, breathing in his scent as she tried to calm down, but it did not work.

"She has everything." She kept going. "I have nothing. I'm a thirty-five year old stuck in a twenty year olds body, I want a loving husband Jake, I want children, I want the house with the white picketed fence, I want to grow old, I want to laugh with my grandchildren and tell them stories around the bonfire."

By this point Jacob was crying with her. He was a horrible friend, a horrible Alpha. His best friend, his beta, was hurting and he was never there for her, she was always there for him, always, but he never was. He was supposed to be the shoulder to cry on a long time ago, he was supposed to be there for her forever, but he wasn't. He was too consumed with himself, and the Cullens, to notice anything else.

"I'm so sorry Leah." He mumbled into her hair, over and over again.

"Where's my happily ever after?" She whispered, the tears still pouring down her cheeks. Jacob didn't know how to respond to her question, so he picked her up into his strong arms and headed to her house.

Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out.

And we know it's never simple, never easy.

Never a clean break, no one here to save me.

You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand, and I can't breathe without you but I have to, breathe without you but I have to.

I can relate to Leah, not knowing why things happen, why that person always seems to be happy when your just slowly dying. Ehh, I'm being emo! lol I hope you liked it! I honestly don't know how I changed from Jacob's pain to Leah's... :/ Everything is crazy, but hopefully we'll pull through!

I'm really pissed now. My twitter is randomly following people! It's annoying, and if any of you know how to stop this stupid thing PLEASE HELP ME!

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