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So don't wunna be here!

I banged my head repeatedly against the table hoping for anything that I could get out of this. But knowing full well I couldn't.

You see Emily's invited all the girls involved in her wedding over to her place. Sam had let me off training for the day. Sam. I sighed as I thought his name. Then mentally slapped myself.

Waste of space. He's a waste of space. I repeated in my head over and over. Trying to believe it.

I mean I had my reasons to hate him…

Not only is he practically forcing (along with my mother) to go to this wedding thing, which everyone knows is gunna break my heart…again. But none of them cares, no one cares. Not one of them. Even though every time I see them together, hear his thoughts it rips open my heart once again. And even though they've caused so much pain in my life, pain that I would never recover from. I loved them with all my heart. To which I hated myself for, more and more with each passing day.

Sam wanted me gone; he didn't want me in his pack. I was hassle. I was bitter. I was cruel. I reminded him of the pain he caused me, the thing he wanted to forget most. Even though he hated me and wanted me to disappear. He still wanted to protect me.

He told Seth, Collin and Brady they were too young. What was his excuse for me? I was only a couple months younger than him. The rest of the pack younger than me. So what was his excuse? Oh yeah, I was a girl. I wasn't big and strong I was small and fragile. No one believed I was strong enough. Me! The girl who had been kicked repeatedly in the gut by fate! I was stronger than the lot of them. So what if I wasn't physically stronger. I am strong, in other ways. No weak person could survive the pain, the heartache I went through every living day.

Sometimes I wonder, would life be better if I were dead? No one really wanted me around. Seth hated me, not like rest of the pack did but he thought I ruined everything. Which I did. Not an opinion, a fact.

But I would never kill myself, I was too scared. What happened after? Knowing my luck fate would find another way to pull a fast one over on me. Even in the after life.

But I'd like one of the pack, any of them even try to go through half of what I've gone through and still be a nice, happy person after all that shit. But of coarse they didn't need to worry about that coz soon they would find their imprints, they had their lives planned out with a girl they haven't even met yet.

Naturally I'd told Sam to get fucked at his offer. I didn't get to be known as bitter harpy of La Push by sitting round being nice to people. Nice wasn't even in my vocabulary, not anymore.

I picked up an old hoodie, but when I looked at it realised it was Seth's. He wouldn't care he can't even fit in it anymore. It's not like I actually needed the thing I only wore it because it would seriously odd if I was walking round La push in some shorts and a tank top. Especially because to a normal human being it was near freezing outside. I pushed up my sleeves so I didn't over heat or something dumb like that. Knowing my luck I probably would.

As I started to make the walk in a fast human pace, which to me felt like snail speed, I felt the first drop of rain hit my face.

Just my luck, I chuckled slightly when I realised that the pack was training right now. In the rain. Getting all wet and soggy.

I can't believe Sam and Emily were so selfish that instead of me training to protect mine and the people of our tribe's lives they were forcing me to go to some dumb wedding thing. If I die I blame them!!!!!! And my mother!

The rain started to heavily pour, my clothes getting wet from inside out. I ran my fingers through my wet, mattered hair. Sighing as I was once again reminded of how short my hair was, now.

As soon as saw the little house near the beach I wanted to turn around and run all the way home. But I couldn't so I pushed myself to keep walking.

I paused, my hand outstretched for the handle. I'd know this girl my whole life, did I have to knock? Or not? I mean knowing someone your whole didn't mean you actually knew them. Was it impolite just to walk in like I owned the place? And there was my answer, I didn't care if it looked impolite I would just waltz right on in there.

I turned the handle and marched in. Probably looking like some person from a horror movie. Kim actually looked scared, I laughed bitterly. She should be scared; I could kill her with one slap. If I wanted. But then me and Jared would fight. The pack would take his side. And I would die. Always the optimist, aren't I?

I sat down on one of the sofa, pretending to be totally bored by looking at my disgustingly dirty nails. Yuck! When were these last cleaned?

"Umm-" I looked up to see Emily staring at me "You need a towel Lee-ah, Leah?" She corrected herself quickly.

"No" I had limited myself to short answers to her because I didn't really want to get in an argument.

"Okay, um we're just waiting for Karen-" the name of my ex-mother-in-law-to-be sent a shiver through my body. But not an 'I'm about to phase' shiver more of an 'I'm in so much pain' kinda shiver.

"Hmmm" I mumbled

It was then that I decided to look round the room and see who had shown. I laid my eyes onto Kim who sat rigidly on the edge of her chair staring at me, Jared had trained her well. I'm sure if she saw one ripple go through my body, she would be out of here in a flash.

I turned my gaze onto Sarah who rolled her eyes and mouthed "So don't wunna be here" I had to bite my lip from laughing out loud. Next to Sarah was my Aunty Jan (Emily and Sarah's mum) who was gripping Sarah's hand for dear life. She kept throwing glances at me, she looked guilty. But I knew however much she hated Emily's decision, she was still her daughter and she must stand by Emily.

My mother sat beside her sister, she also kept throwing glances at me. But instead of looking guilty, she was throwing warning glances actually more like warning glares. Telling me not to try anything. I rolled my eyes at her, which made her give me the signature Sue death glare. When I was younger it was enough to reduce me to tears. But I was older now, stronger, less naïve.

It was then that Karen decided to turn up, her long, black hair stuck to the sides of her face.

"Karen!" Emily squealed "If you could come sit next to me we can get started" Karen looked directly at Emily, then to the chair next to her where she was observably meant to sit, before walking straight past it and sitting next to me. I looked up at Emily seeing the hurt spasm across her face.

"Leah" I turned to look into Karen's dark brown eyes "I don't care who walks down the isle to marry my son you will always be the daughter I never had, no one can replace you, not even that whore" she nodded towards Emily.

I smiled, what she had said had come form the heart. She cared, not many people did anymore. Karen reached out; put an arm around me pulling me into a motherly hug. I relaxed into it.

I heard the noises of the pack shouting and stomping from the outside. I turned around before they came in, as the door opened the heads of everyone else in the room turned too.

They paused when they saw us. They were wolves; they could feel the tension in the air.

"Is everything okay?" Sam asked slowly.

I sensed movement behind me, sometimes these wolf senses came in handy, my head snapped back just in time to see Emily disappear into her room.

"Leah, what did you do?" Sam growled

I jumped out of my seat, and faced my 'brothers' "Me? Nothing! I came here sat down and that was that!" I screamed

"Then explain why Emily just ran off!" He yelled right back

"How am I supposed to know? You're marrying the girl!"

"Can't you be nice for once?" He shouted

"I don't even know what I've done!"

"She didn't do anything" I turned to see Sarah standing behind me slightly to the right and Karen on my other side.

"Sam" Karen began looking for only child in the eye "I came in sat next to Leah, she ran off, nothing more"

"Stop trying to protect her!" Sam yelled

"She didn't do anything" I small voice said, the voice it seemed belonged to Kim. Jared walk past everything and wrapped one arm round his imprint, I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes, but Kim continued "just like Karen said, Karen sat next to Leah, Emily ran off. It wasn't Leah's fault"

I smiled in triumph, Kim was alright, why wasn't I friends with the girl? "Stay away from her" Jared growled to low for any human to hear. That's why I wasn't friends with her.

"See!" Sarah exclaimed "Leah did nothing wrong!" Sam sighed in defeat though he probably still didn't believe it.

I turned to Sarah "Drop Claire off at nine tomorrow, okay?" she nodded

I then turned back to Sam looking into his eyes (which caused my heart to shatter into even smaller pieces, pieces that were getting harder and harder to put back together) "It's always my fault, isn't it?" I asked before pushing my way out of the house.

Please someone remind me why I keep setting myself up for yet another kick in the gut?

I know it was short but coming up we've got the newborn battle x

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