*Sorry for not updating but here's the next chapter!!! And Twilight isn't mine!*
Chapter 9
Jacob's POV
Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!
"Jacob?"
I stared at Sue in the doorway as she stared back at me. She must've thought I was an asshole for leaving her daughter to rot.
"Hi ."
She forced a smile on her tired face. She looked like a soldier who had seen to many rough battles. "I assume you're her to see Leah, correct?"
I nodded.
She led me to the tidy living room where the crumpled form of Leah Clearwater lay on a couch in a light blue dress, knocked dead out. The few scars on her body were quickly fading, but she still didn't look healthy. Seth was spoon feeding her chicken noodle soup. Sue sighed heavily and went upstairs.
"How long has she been like this?" I asked.
"Three damn days."
Seth glared at me, angry. Great. Even Seth is pissed at me. Way to go, Jacob.
"Is the vampire dead?"
Seth nodded. "No thanks to your ass."
"Hey, what did I do?" Even though I knew, I asked.
He got up, steaming. "Well let's see, you left the entire tribe for you're stupid would-be girlfriend, and fucked around with my sister's heart."
I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off.
"Leah would of been able to take it usually she would of just moved on to someone better than you. Like Embry, he's the one along with Bella, who kicked that vamp's sorry ass to China. She belongs with someone like Embry, you should of seen him beat the shit out of that leech for Leah. But no, you were too busy molesting Renesmee to care about her. She could of gotten over you if she hadn't been broken so many times. You were the straw that broke the camel's back.
All I could do was stare at "kid" Seth Clearwater. He had just given voice to my greatest fears: I had hurt her. I thought that if I gave into the imprint and stopped her from getting too attached to me early, then I would be saving her from hurting even more when I fell in love with Nessie later on. But did I love her? Was it possible to fall in love while you imprinted already? Wasn't the perfect Nessie my soul-mate? Was I in love with Leah Clearwater? makes everything more complicated.
Wryly, Seth half-grinned. "You know I used to look up to you. But now I see you for what you are: a heartless basturd with no concern for other people."
"Seth?"
The montone muble came from the sofa. Leah was awake, which made me wonder if she heard any of her brother's rant. If she did, she didn't give anything away.
"Jacob?"
"Hey."
I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. About a two years ago, she had a sparkle in her brown eyes, a desire to fucking live and have fun while she did it. Her skin back then looked lit from within, and her smile was radiant. She still looked beautiful, but haunted. Like one of those sad paintings of the after effects of wars. And I feared I was the basturd artist that made her that way.
"Leah-" She held her hand up to stop me.
"It's all forgiven."
And I wondered to myself why in the hell I ever caused her any drama in the first place. Dammit! Dammit Dammit!
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