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Leah4Life
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Ron's Point of View (Yay, yay, yay!!):
I watched mom, as she talked to someone on the phone. Her face was concerned, and that worried me.
"What was that about?" I asked her, when she hung up.
"Leah's sick." She answered, looking out the window. Panic shot through me like lightning and I couldn't seem to compose my face. "What?" She asked when she looked back at me.
"Nothing…" I murmured. Mom didn't know anything. She didn't need to find it out. She might have a heart attack if she found out.
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The day passed way too slowly, and I couldn't help but stare at the hands on the clock. Once I even convinced myself that it had stopped completely. It hadn't, of cores.
I was worried. Deeply. After work I was going to go check on her. I didn't care that I was trying to hide this from her. Friends could go check on their friends when they are sick, can't they?
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It was seven fifty-five and the last customer had just left. I was throwing the chairs on the tables, while mom did my usual jobs. I had gotten Leah's address out of her 'file', which my mom kept in her desk in her office and I was going to go right after work. I didn't care if it was late.
"Good job, Ron." Mom said, smiling at me. "I'll lock up, you can go on home." She told me.
"Thanks mom. See you in the morning." I called over my shoulder as I half ran to my car. I was out of the parking lot and on the street by the time mom went to lock the door.
I sped down the road to my apartment complex. She lived there too, I guess. I knew which apartment hers was so I parked in front of it beside the car I remembered her going home in yesterday.
I was standing in front of her door now, reaching out to knock. I sighed, loudly and then knocked timidly.
"Come on in Seth." She called from the inside.
I turned the knob, and frowned. It was unlocked, I'd have to talk to her about that. I stepped inside quickly and frowned at what I saw when I did.
Leah was laying on the couch in her underwear and there were three fading scratches down her stomach. I looked up and saw two small scrapes on her neck and then was appalled to find one on her face. "You should really lock your door." I told her. I wasn't to terribly worried, they looked days old. Maybe I just hadn't noticed the scratch on her face yesterday.
"And who's Seth?" I said, looking around the room. Something red caught my eye and I eyed it, walking nearer. It was the dress Leah had been wearing the day before soaked with blood. I knelt down beside her, and couldn't hide the adoration any longer. Not now, not with the scrapes and the blood. No. I couldn't hide it.
"My little brother." She said, looking at me with a strange gleam in her eye. "What are you doing here?"
"You were sick… I came to check on you." I explained, reaching out to touch her face. "Leah, what happened to you?" I asked, as I gently touched the scratch on her face, but was alarmed by the fact that it didn't seem cold. It should seem cold. "You are running a terrible fever, I've got to get you to the hospital." I said, wrapping my arms around her body.
"No I'm not." She said, coolly.
I looked at her, frowning, but set her down. "Now, what happened to you?" I asked, but then I caught the sent. It burned my nose and I looked at her, eyes worried. "Vampires."
"Yes. Just one." She answered. Wait. How would she know…? "How did you know about that?"
She beat me to it. "How did you?" I countered, touching her face again. "Oh!" I said, realizing why her skin didn't feel cold to me. "Leah… Are you a…?" I trailed off. I felt awkward asking her this, but it's the only thing that makes any sense.
"A what? A were wolf?" She asked for me, glancing down at the fading scratches on her stomach. I nodded. "Yeah, I am."
"Huh." I said, touching the bare skin of her arm. "So am I. My dad's from La Push, you know… I think I told you that." She sat up and pulled me up to sit on the couch with her.
"Yeah. You did. Who is he anyway? What's his name?" She asked, smiling with a deep interest I didn't understand..
"Um… Billy. Billy Black. He's in a wheel chair, now. Mom told me. The only reason I know about the were wolf stuff, or imprints, and Alphas is because he sent me a letter about it a few years back." I told her, looking down at her leg and noticing another scare about halfway down her leg… I looked up at her, to see her reaction and was surprised by the expression on her face. It was shocked, her mouth was hanging open with shock and her eyes were wide with surprise. "What is it?" I asked her, touching her frozen face.
"Billy Black?" She clarified and laughed when I nodded.
"Why is that funny?" I asked, confused by her behavior.
"Because Billy Black's son, Jacob, is my Alpha." She answered, laughing. "I don't even know why it's funny… But it is."
I didn't mind. Her laugh was beautiful, and she looked even more stunning when she laughed. "So, my half brother is the Alpha there?" I asked her.
"Well he isn't just the Alpha." She answered me… She laughed at my expression and went on. "Well, he wasn't first you see. Jake is the true Alpha, but Sam was first." The expression on her face when she said that name broke my heart. Who was this Sam guy, and was I going to have to go and kill him? "Besides, even when Jake joined the pack, he didn't want to be Alpha. He didn't. So, Sam-" I cringed internally at the look on her face- "stayed Alpha… But then Sam wanted to kill Bella, and Jacob got really mad. So mad that he left, just left the pack… First Seth fallowed, and then I fallowed after him. I wasn't leaving Jacob Black to take care of my baby brother."
"So… Who is Sam?" I asked.
"Sam… Sam is Sam. Sam Uley. One of the Alpha's. That's about it." She said, looking at her hands.
"Why does it hurt you to say his name?" I asked her, taking her hand reassuringly.
"Well… You know how they say time heals all wounds?" She asked, looking at me again. I nodded. "Well, it doesn't." She said and then looked away. "Imprintion doesn't either." She didn't look up at me, and I was confused.
"What…? Um. What do you mean?" I asked her.
"I thought you said Billy filled you in on imprintion!" She nearly yelled.
"He did… I just don't see how it fits in…." The final puzzle piece fell into place. She imprinted on me. I imprinted on her. Wow. Who knew that was possible. "You imprinted on me?" I clarified. She didn't respond, just stared at the wall. "And I imprinted on you… Huh. Well, I'd say we were meant to be. Now why don't you tell me what happened with Sam, so I don't get jealous and think he's your boyfriend." I joked.
She looked up at me, confused by my words. "What?!"
I laughed at her and then pulled her into a bear hug. "I love you." I whispered in her ear.
"I need to call my brother." She muttered.
"Why?" I asked. This is ruining the moment…
"Cause he is coming here. I need to send him back home." She said, looking at me. "Don't move."
I made a show of freezing to her and she slipped out of my arms… She hurried over to her backpack that was resting on the floor and pulled her cell phone out, dialing the number quickly and pressing the phone hard against her ear.
"Hello? Leah are you alright?" Someone, I guess Seth, asked anxiously.
"Yeah, great Seth. Um.. Where are you?" She asked, speaking quickly.
"Um.. Right out of Forks." He answered.
"Okay, great. You can go on home. I am already healed anyway…" She lied. I watched her pace across the room and smiled to myself. She was beautiful. Very.
"Alright, but Leah, if you need me don't hesitate to call."
"I won't. I'll call you tomorrow." She promised.
"Okay. Love you Leah."
"Love you too." She said, and hung up. She practically ran back to me, smiling. I was ready for her to jump back into my embrace, but not for what she did when she got there. No, I wasn't mentally prepared for that. She sat down on my lap, instead of beside me, and wrapped her arms around my neck in a crushing hug. "Love you, too." She whispered in my ear.
"Oh, Leah." I said, holding her to me. "So, really. Are you ever going to tell me about Sam?" I asked her, pleading.
"Do you really want to know?" She asked, pulling away slightly just enough for her to be able to see me. I nodded and she sighed. "Okay… Um when Sam and I were both human, we were dating and in love and we were going to get married some day and it was perfect. We were perfect, or so it seemed at the time. But then Sam first phased, though I didn't know it at the time, and things got strange. He was too careful, nothing seemed right, but he still loved me.
"Then my cousin Emily came to town. She was my best friend and I loved her with all my heart, almost as much as I loved Sam. And when he saw her… Well it goes without saying that things were never the same again." Her voice was pained at the end and I could see the tears glistening in her eyes.
"He imprinted on her." I said, pushing a strand of hair out of her eyes.
"Yes. That day I lost my best friend and the person I believed to be my soul mate. It wasn't until much later that I found out that it was imprintion, and that he did love me. But he didn't fucking love me enough. No that didn't help." She lay her head down on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her.
"I can see how that wouldn't be helpful information at all." I answered, kissing her hair.
"I'm sorry." She cried. "I don't love him, I really don't but it still hurts. Not on the surface anymore, but it hurts." She told me, sitting up in my lap. "It only hurts to think about it. I used to hurt all the time, I don't think my heart has been beating right for the past six years." She told me, taking my hand in hers and placing it over her heart. "Feels alright now though." She said, holding my hand there but looking up at me. "Thanks."
"Anytime." I told her, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you, Leah… And I want you to know that I'm not going to stop." I vowed, staring into her eyes.
"I'm not either." She whispered, closing her eyes. "Did you know that you have the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen?"
I laughed. "No.. But thanks." I sighed. "I guess I should leave… Let you get some sleep." I said, trying to pull away.
"No… Don't go." She said, holding me there… I didn't fight it. I didn't want to go anywhere. I only wished that she would put some clothes on or something. I was going to lose it. "Come on, stay." She begged.
"Okay, I'll stay." I said, not really giving in. I didn't want to leave her side. Never.
"Come on." She said, pulling me through her little apartment. She opened a door and walked into her room… I stood in the doorway, watching her. She was grabbing something off the desk and walking back to me. "Wait in here." She told me walking out of the room. I stepped a little closer to her bed, covered in purple and smiled. She slept here every night. "What are you smiling about?" She asked, from behind me.. I turned around and smiled at her.
"I love you." I said to change the subject. She had put on her pajamas (a plus and a minus, but the plus is probably bigger), and was standing there watching me.
"Nice way to change the subject." She commented, walking past me to sit down on the edge of the bed. "So. Is it possible for you to relax?" I smiled and walked over to her. I sat down beside her and took her hand. "That's a start." She said, smiling… "You are so tense."
"Sorry." I said, laughing. She let go of my hand and stood up. "Where are you going?" I asked, sad. I didn't want her to leave again.
"Nowhere." She said, walking around the bed and pulling the covers back. She curled up inside and then pulled the blanket tight around her…
That just wasn't playing fair. She just wanted me to relax… Why couldn't I seem to? "Is there room for two?" I asked, smiling at her.
"Maybe." She answered, pretending to be thinking.
I stood up and went to pull my shirt over my head. "What are you doing?" She asked, confused.
"I'm one of those cool guys who like to sleep in his boxers." I answered, letting my shirt fall to the floor.
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Leah's Point of View (okay, this will be easier for me to write.. I'm not good with writing in a guy point of view.)
I stared at him, my heart racing. Huh. I guess I know how he felt, now. Hey. Maybe that was the point… Well whatever. I looked away now. I shouldn't stare at him, and how beautiful his chest was.
I pulled the covers over my head and didn't move them, but suddenly he was there under the covers, smiling at me. "Were you hiding from me?" He asked, laughing at the expression on my face. I focused on his face, looking into his blue eyes.
"No." I told him… Not from him, exactly.
"Then why don't you come up for air… I felt like I'm going to be suffocated like this." He gently pulled the covers off our heads and I realized it was pretty dark. He had turned the lights off, and only the lap right beside his side of the bed was on. He sat up and then pulled me into his lap where I was looking up at him, confused. "I had something I wanted to try." He said, smiling… I watched him, as he closed the distance between us and when our lips met, I thought my little heart was going to jump out of my chest. He laughed and pulled away after a moment. "Huh… That messes both our hearts up." He noted, but leaned in and kissed me again. "But it's pretty nice."
"Very." I answered, frowning when he reached up to turn the light off.
"I set your alarm clock for six thirty…" He trailed off. "Does that give you enough time?"
"Yeah." I said, looking at him in the darkness.
"Okay.. I guess I'll have to go tomorrow morning, to change you know." He could see my face fall in the darkness and he touched my face, laughing quietly. "I'll be back in less than a minute, love. I promise." He said, pulling me down to the bed, but still securely in his arms. "Sleep, Leah… We have to get up and go to work tomorrow, or mom'll be worried." I loved how he said that. If anyone else would have said it, it would mean his mom would be worried, but he said it as if my mom would be worried.
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