Chapter Twenty: Everything Changes

The bold and Italicized words are lyrics from a song :)

Leah's POV

To say I was shocked is a major understatement.

There he was, standing before me with a strained look on his face.

Samuel muthafreakin' Uley.

"Leah, you need to come back," he said, completely ignoring Carter's disgusted expression.

Those were the words that I wanted so badly to hear for so long, but hearing them now. . . it does nothing for me. I made myself suffer for wanting him so much, always thinking of what could've been. Even when he was there flaunting his perfect relationship with Emily, I was always there wishing he'd have a quick change of mind and come running back to me. I guess Seth's right, I am a slow learner, its taken me this long to realize that I really don't need Sam Uley in my life. Here he is, standing in front of me, asking me to come back to him. It's too late, he's had his chance, I've given him years to come back to me, to choose me again, but no. He's had his chance and I'm tired of extending his time. I don't need him anymore. I've put up with too much shit already, why put myself in more pain? I'm done with him. Period.

"No." I saw Carter's lips curve up into a smile.

"Leah, you don't belong here. . ." Sam said, taking a step forward.

"Sam," I warned, keeping my stance. If I take a step backward, that would be a sign of weakness, "I'm staying."

"Leah -"

"She said she's staying, Sam." Shit. Please lord, Taha Aki, Buddha - whoever the hell is the greatest holiest man, PLEASE don't let that be Jacob!

Stepping out from behind a tree I see the exact person I did not want to see, staring past me and directly at Sam.

Thank you, most holy beings, you guys are great. I'll be sure to remember this the next time I'm in danger. Seriously, couldn't you guys give me a break for once?! Jesus!

"Jacob, you are not authorized to let her stay. These are leeches we're dealing with, something can go wrong!" Sam hissed, narrowing his eyes at Jacob.

"That's where you're wrong, Sam. You see, Leah came here by choice. She is no longer a part of your pack. You're on our turf now, Sam. I suggest you leave."

I've never heard Jacob speak like this before, like he was in charge, like. . . he was the alpha. And honestly. . . it's kind of sexy - NO! I will NOT think about my alpha this way. I said no more drama or heartache and that's what I'm gonna get.

"Jacob, we have a treaty," Sam said through gritted teeth.

"We're here to protect the Cullens, NOT destroy them. If anything, YOU should be the one worried about breaking the treaty. You're still part of the La Push pack, Sam. You lay one finger on anyone, including the Cullens, and I will personally kick your ass."

I managed to keep quiet even though I wanted to bust out laughing and kick Sam in the balls. I did crack a smile though.

Sam's face was expressionless, which actually surprised me, I thought he would've punched Jacob in the face or something. But of course, I shouldn't judge too quickly, Sam's "responsible" now. Instead of snapping at Jacob, the fucker looked towards me instead.

"Leah -"

"Sam," Jacob cut in sharply, "She's here for as long as she wants to be. You need to respect that."

"Jacob, fuck off. No one's talking to you," Sam said, sounding freakishly like his old high school self. Arrogant, cocky, confident. Yeah, that was Sam alright.

"Let's settle this like adults, okay? Jacob, calm your furry ass down, she's not going anywhere. Sean -"

"Sam," Sam corrected, crossing his arms.

"Whatever. Leah's a big girl, she can do whatever she wants. If she wants to stay, let her. If you lay a hand on her, I'll tear it off. Comprende?"

"I fully, one hundred percent, agree with Carter," I said, nodding my head in approval.

"You don't order me around, leech!" Sam growled, curling his lips back exposing his teeth.

"Ohhh, werewolf teeth, so scary," Carter mocked, making me snort. I know, snorting is not lady like. But since when did I give a fuck?

"Leah!" Sam growled.

"Give me a break, Sam! You know I can't just switch over to your pack, it doesn't work that way!" I was pissed. For an alpha, the guy was pretty thick.

"Sam, calm down," someone said. Someone whose voice sounded incredibly like Jared's.

The movement in the bushes and the gust of wind blowing his scent in my direction confirmed that it was definitely him. There is only one shape-shifter in La Push that smells like girly strawberry body spray. No, he's not gay, although he might seem like it. It's just his girlfriend who has him on a leash 24/7. She sprays that shit all over her every hour religiously. Can't complain though, at least she doesn't smell like Paul's old girlfriend who just smelled horridly like BO. That bitch was smelled horrible! Or as Quil and Embry would say, "she stanky".

"Jared, what are you doing here?" Sam asked, never taking his eyes off of Carter and I.

"I could ask you the same thing," Jared smoothly replied.

"He's just leaving," Jacob said, eyeing Sam carefully.

"Actually I'm here to bring Leah back," Sam snapped, narrowing his eyes at Jacob. "Don't wanna leave her with this traitor here."

"Let it go, Sam. If Leah wants to stay, let her. We can settle this later, Emily needs you right now." Nice Jared, bring Emily into the conversation. Very smart.

"Emily? Why, what's wrong?" Sam's attention immediately left us focusing on Jared and only Jared. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and snort.

"She's hurting, says the baby wont stop kicking," Jared said, shrugging his shoulders. "You should hurry back to her."

With a frantic look, Sam turns towards me once more with that same strained, pained face he came with and says, in a much quieter voice, "Think it over, Leah. Make the right decision."

If this situation had happened a couple of months ago, I would've ran after him, following him back to La Push. But I know better, I know why his anger suddenly dissolved, I know why he's speaking to me in a gentler tone, and I know why he didn't use forceful words. His angers gone because Jared mentioned my oh so dearest cousin, his tones much nicer because he doesn't want me to be even more pissed that he's "leaving" once again for my cousin, and he isn't using forceful words because he knows that if he did, I'd get pissed and argue with him causing him to be late to his sweet, sweet, Emily.

God I hope I don't imprint. I would never be able to live with myself kissing someones ass 24/7. I don't know how Sam, Jared, and Quil do it.

With that, Sam 'I-kiss-Emilys-Ass' Uley sped off into the woods leaving Carter, Jacob, Jared, and I.

"Is Emily really having stomach pains or whatever?" I asked Jared. Still replaying our last scenario together in my head, almost nervous that he hated me. I hoped to Taha Aki that he didn't hate me because my friendship with him was something I didn't want to lose. I've known Jared my whole life, I don't like the idea of renewing our friendship only to have it burned down again.

"Nope," he said, popping the 'p'.

"Then. . . why?" I asked, truly curious. I thought Jared was here with Sam to persuade me into going back.

"Because," he shrugged, "it's no big deal. He's gone and now you can. . . stay." He was already turning around to leave, no goodbye or anything. But then again, I sort of did the same thing so I can't really expect him to give me a lot of sympathy, can I? And I didn't actually "walk" away, I ran like hell.

"She wants to thank you, she's just too stubborn to admit it," Carter said to Jared's retreating figure.

He kept walking but turned his head towards me with a grin and said, "I know."

That was enough confirmation I needed to know that Jared didn't hate me, that our friendship was still somehow intact. I ran to him with lighting speed and wrapped my arms around his waist tightly from behind. I didn't want to lose a friendship that I had just rebuilt. I didn't want to lose the friend that was there for me before all of this supernatural nonsense occurred. I didn't want to lose a brother. I had to let him know that I did care about him and the rest of the pack. That I still valued our friendship. That he was still my best friend, and no matter where my loyalties lied, nothing was going to change that. Jared is my brother and he needs to know that I wasn't intentionally betraying the pack, our tribe. Hugging seemed much more appropriate than speaking. I was never really good with words, anyway. I also wasn't a hugger, so this meant a lot to me. I was stepping out of my comfort zone.

Jared seemed surprised at first by my hug but recovered and swiftly brought me in front of him and pulling me tightly against his chest.

"I know what you're thinking," he said quietly, "I get it, Lee. I'm not angry, I understand."

I looked up at him, still feeling the guilt eat at me, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"We've been friends for as long as I can remember, Lee," he laughed, "I've also had the pleasure of having your thoughts in my head for months now - I think it's safe to say I know you better than you think."

I smiled a genuine smile at that. I truly couldn't believe I had been an absolute bitch to him even after all we had been through together in our human state. God, I was a monster!

"But just keep in mind," he said in a soft voice so only I could hear, "If anything ever happens, you're always welcome to come home. We miss you, it's too quiet without you there causing havoc."

I laughed at that and hugged me again, this time tighter. "Stay safe, Leah."

I understood his displeasure of seeing us on Cullen territory. Hell, I understood why Sam didn't want us here. It isn't right. None of us were brought into this world to protect a coven of vampires. And although I find my fighting skills and speed to be quite good, I knew if it came down to it, Jacob, Seth, and I had no chance against the Cullens. We were outnumbered. Jacob and Seth may feel at ease with these vampires but I for one will always have my guard up. No way am I going to be fooled by their stupid "vegetarian diet." To be standing alongside the coven that turned my life into a living hell was bad. What's worse is the thought of having to stand against the other pack that I still consider to be my brothers. My life always seemed to be at odds with finding peace.

I watched as his retreating figure disappeared into the forest and whispered a quiet, "Bye, Jare."

Once Jared's figure finally disappeared into the forest, things got a little awkward. There was just this awkward silence between me, Jacob, and Carter. None of us really knew what to say.

"So. . . . . . ." Carter said, attempting to break the awkward silence. "What now?"

"Leah, we should get back inside," Jacob said, completely ignoring Carter.

"Actually, we weren't done talking yet," Carter interjected, moving towards me in one swift movement.

"Oh," Jacob said, flatly, "I see. Fine. Sorry for interrupting, I'll leave you two alone then."

I didn't respond. Hell, I didn't even watch him leave. He was acting like such a jackass. He knew we were out here talking and he thinks that just because he was here to see the situation with Sam unfold, I'd just follow him back? Fuck that, he knows more than anyone that I don't just follow people around. Guys never change. Especially Jacob Black. Stupid prick.

"He wont stay mad for too long, at least not at you," Carter said, smirking as he watched Jacob stomp away.

"Fuck you, Carter," I growled, "Shut the fuck up."

"You see, I knew you had a thing for me from the very beginning." He was wiggling his eyebrows at me, and quite frankly, I really wanted to rip them off. That would give him something to wiggle about.

"You're a douche-bag. And what are we going to talk about, I thought you were through with what you had to tell me," I said flatly.

"Relax, I'm just tryna get you to talk. It's working isn't it?"

"You know, for a vampire, you're really fucking weird - which is a bit of a downer for you since I think all leeches are creepazoids - but you definitely take the cake."

"Thank you, you're ever so kind," he said with every bit of sarcasm he could muster.

"Just stating the obvious," I smirked. Ah yes, I can feel the bitch within me trying to claw it's way out, begging to be released.

"You know, you really shouldn't be treating your favorite vampire like this," he smirked, knowing it'd get me to shut up.

"Okay, I take back what I said earlier. You're not weird," I said, leaning against a nearby tree.

"Thanks -"

"You're just on crack," I laughed, kicking dirt at him and speeding away.

I looked behind me and was surprised to see him just inches away from me. I pushed myself to move faster, but I was caught off guard when he grabbed me from my waist and threw me over his shoulder.

"Carter! Put me down you little shit!" I hissed. I started to punch, pull, kick - anything - but it was useless against his body of cement.

"No way. I've seen how you wolves have fun and I'm getting tired of how many times you guys have barbecues or sit around a fire telling stories - it's boring. I'm gonna show you how us vampires roll," he said, laughing at my many attempts of squirming out of his grip.

I wanted to laugh because that's literally all we do: have barbecues and sit around a fire on First Beach listening to each other talk. He was right, it was boring as hell. I suppose if I had my head stuck up someone else's ass like the imprinters then I wouldn't have a problem, or if I were a guy and liked to shove everything edible down my throat without chewing - then yeah, I'd probably have a blast. BUT, I don't have an imprint nor do I want one, and I also like to chew on my food. And the stories they tell! It could only be told so many times before making you want to launch yourself out of a canon! I mean come on!

"Fuck it," I said, giving in, "there's nothing better to do. Don't make me regret this, leech."

"No worries, I'll show you a good time," he grinned as he raced south toward the Oregon border.

Jacob POV

A vampire. She's choosing a fucking vampire over me. Why is it always leeches that get in the way of everything? First a leech ruins it for me with Bella, then another one - one that was in the process of kidnapping Leah - is taking my girl from me again! It's like every time I move a step forward, they're always two steps ahead of me. I thought that by standing up to Sam, Leah would fall back into my arms.

"She's a girl Jacob, not a puppet," Edward said, not looking up from the newspaper he was reading.

"I never said she was a puppet dumb ass, get out of my head," I snapped. You see? They're everywhere, fucking parasites.

"Always a charming young man, you are," he frowned, "Leah's not going to just fall into your arms again, you need to earn her trust."

"What the fuck do you know?"

"Fine. Don't come complaining to me when she gets back from her little adventure with Carter," he said, setting his newspapers down and proceeding up the stairs.

"Wait! What did you say?" I asked in disbelief. "What the hell do you mean by 'little adventure?'"

I was immediately bombarded with a million different scenarios of Carter and Leah getting intimate. Of course it was ridiculous of me to even think Leah would ever let a leech touch her in such a way but if she willingly let Carter take her somewhere alone, then the possibilities are endless, right?

If he tries anything with her, I will be out for blood. I. Will. Kill. Him.

He stopped midway on the staircase to turn and give me a look of disapproval. "You really should give Carter more credit, Jacob."

Leah was always the girl who loathed vampires, never wanted to go anywhere near them. Now shes running around with one. What the fuck does he have that I don't? Is she doing this to torture me?

"He's just taking her down to Portland," Edward assured me.

"Portland? For what?" I asked, frustrated that the leech was taking Leah out of the state.

"Something about showing her how vampires have fun," he said, shrugging like it didn't matter.

"You guys don't even have fun," I said flatly, "Don't you guys usually just sit around and wait until you're thirsty?" I asked, seriously confused. I've never seen these leeches do anything remotely fun. The only times they did anything other than sit around waiting to feed was when Bella was involved, and even then they didn't enjoy the festivities. They just stood in the corners looking all mysterious and shit.

"What my family considers fun is entirely different from what Carter considers fun. You have to remember that my family is about 80 or more years older than you, whereas Carter is around your age."

"He better not think he's getting laid," I growled. "I'll kill him."

"Contrary to what you believe, he seems to have taken a liking to Leah - his intentions are to purely let her have some fun to ease some of her stress," he said calmly, turning to proceed up the stairs once again.

I figure it would be better to go for a run to clear my head rather than sulking in the house of a mind reader. Besides, the smell is horrible.

I get up with a heavy sigh and exit the leech mansion quietly, kicking my clothes off and tying them around my ankle with my rope. Ready to run off into the night. It's good to run at night, the forest doesn't give you problems. The blur of the trees gives you a calming effect.

If you just walked away, what could I really say?

I've spent years trying to get the attention of Leah Clearwater and once I get it, it slips through my hands. The days spent with Leah were some of my best. I know it hasn't been long since I last held her and actually held a conversation with her, but right now it feels like it's been years since I've last been with her. Never before in my life have I ever felt more free. I didn't have to worry about how I looked or how I acted. I just had to be myself, because that's what she liked me for. Me, my personality. Not for my appearance, although I think she enjoyed looking at me just as much as I did looking at her. I hadn't seen her smile so much in a day, and being the cause of her happiness gave me pride. Now that I'm the reason of her disappointment, it kills me. I'm in that situation where you wish you could just turn back time and fix things. If I did, none of this would have happened. If I could turn back time, I'd fight for Leah and pay no attention to Bella.

Would it matter anyway?

You know that feeling in the summer time when you wake up with the sun shining down brightly on your face? That's what I felt like everyday waking up, whether it was raining like hell outside or not. I woke up each day grinning like an idiot because I had no worries. Sam always brought up imprinting - and although I constantly felt the need to give him a black eye to sport - I understand his concern. He doesn't want me to hurt Leah the same way he did, he also doesn't want me to have Leah if he can't. But. . . I truly believe that I won't ever imprint. I already feel a pull towards Leah - no not an imprinting pull, that's bullshit - it's like she's my drug. I feel detached when I'm away from her, even now as I reminisce about her, I feel it. It's like I'm addicted to her and unstable when she's not around. I've said before that I feel "complete" when she's near me, now I feel like she's a part of me that I can't really escape. I know that sounds confusing and weird, but that's literally how I feel. I mean, knowing that she's in Portland with a vampire kills me inside. It pains me to know she would prefer the company of a leech over me. Had I fucked up that much in her eyes? Had I really hurt her that much when I snapped at her at the hospital that she can't even stand to be in the same room as me? Do I even have a chance at winning her back at all? Fuck, will the pack - wait no, packs - even let me get close to her again?

Would it change how you feel?

The bragging was great for a while. Being able to rub it in the packs faces that I, Jacob Black, was dating the Leah Clearwater. It was fun for a while, but after a while, the bragging didn't seem all that enjoyable to me anymore. Just the fact that she was mine hit me hard, it was a huge realization to me, it meant that I had to step up my game and treat her like a lady, be the man that she always wanted and needed. I had no problem with adjusting my ways of doing things, I didn't change entirely, I just "fixed" the not so mature parts of me. I wanted her to feel comfortable walking down the street with me calling me her boyfriend rather than just a friend. I don't want to be the kind of guy to embarrass her because of my stupidity. I had to up my game.

I am the mess you chose, the closet you cannot close

I always thought - and still do think - that Leah is out of my league. But that never stopped me from pursuing her. Sure, I was an ass to her before, but that was when I was deeply infatuated with Bella. Growing up on the reservation, I realized I wasn't the only guy who wanted Leah. As a kid, I used to make up little fantasies of me being the prince rescuing her from the dragon, who was Sam Uley. She was my first crush ever. Then it came to my teenage years and that's when my hormones started going haywire. She was the center of every guys' fantasies. Guys literally bowed down to her and kissed the fucking ground she was walking on - and the funny thing is she didn't even notice she had that effect. It's funny because Seth used to think all the guys who stopped by the Clearwater house were there to play with him. He didn't get that seeing him was just an excuse to see his sister. Of course I didn't completely use my friendship with Seth just to be near Leah, Seth was already a good friend, a nice guy to be around.

The devil in you I suppose, cause the wounds never heal

Jake?

Holy shit! Seth?! What are you doing?! Jesus, I didn't even feel you phase!

Sorry, Jake. I was just letting you know that you can go in now, I'll take over.

Already? What time is it?

How long have you been out here? It's one in the morning, Jake.

Shit. I lost track of time. I had no idea I spent so much time running out here. Was I seriously that lost in my thoughts of Leah that I managed to not pay any attention to my surroundings? Fuck, this girl is driving me insane.

Jacob, Seth said sternly. Not in front of me, okay?

Shit, sorry kid. Thanks for the heads up, I'm gonna head back now.

You're welcome, see ya Jake. Get some rest.

I phased out letting the shivers travel down my spine. I quickly untied the shorts from the rope around my ankle and slipped it on. I sprinted back towards the mansion assuming that Leah would be back by now, after all it is one in the morning.

But everything changes if I could, turn back the years

I walked up the steps of the mansion and let myself in hoping to see Leah lying on the couch, or standing in the corner away from the vampires. What I definitely expected was to see Leah arguing with Edward or Emmett. I took my time walking into the main room eagerly awaiting to see her beautiful face, except when I walked in she wasn't there. No one was. No one but Carter. To say I was confused is an understatement, pissed off might work, but then again that also isn't a strong enough word. If I could combine every word that is similar to the words angry, kill, and blood, it would describe how I really felt at the moment.

"Don't look so angry." Carter smirked. The fucker smirked! "I know what you're thinking."

"Fuck you, leech. Where is she?" I growled. Every word that escaped my mouth only made his smirk grow and I was almost past my limit.

"You're not very persuasive, dog," he bit back, never a second off beat. Usually when I got into an argument with Edward that consists of insults, it usually takes Edward 2-5 seconds to respond back. Edward also his this annoying tendency to use words I've never even heard of to insult me. This guy though, he was around my age and his comebacks were effortless.

I was starting to shake by now, I didn't want to be too hostile with this guy but he wasn't making things any easier for me. All I wanted was to know where Leah was and if she was safe.

"Relax, Jacob. She's upstairs sleeping, last door on the left," Edward was by my side in a flash, probably worried I was going to end up destroying his house.

Leah Clearwater was sleeping on a vampires bed, in a mansion that belonged to a coven of vampires. She never would have done that a week ago and now suddenly she's best friends with the Cullens? What the fuck is going on here? What the fuck am I missing? Why does it feel like I'm always the last one to know things?

"She fell asleep on their way back from Portland and Seth carried her into Alice's spare room. Of course the only reason why she's so comfortable up there is because Carter got rid of our scent," Edward explained in a rather peeved voice.

That makes a lot more sense, I knew Leah wouldn't just spend the night here if it were up to her. But the image of Carter carrying her all the way back from Portland makes me sick, it really doesn't help his situation right now. He's been having physical contact with her, I want him dead. What if he was touching her while she was asleep? My anger was starting to spike up when I heard Edward hiss loudly.

"Jacob!" Edward said sharply. "She's up there, go up there and see for yourself."

I didn't say a word as I turned and darted up the stairs, almost giddy that I was going to be, once again, in close proximity of her again. I looked at Edward from the corner of my eye and saw him watching me with a wary expression, almost like he was studying me. But we all know what he's actually doing, READING MY GODDAMN MIND!

I saw him look away and clear his throat, attempting to start a conversation with Carter.

Every step I took up the stairs made the anxiety I felt from her absence, disappear. I could feel pull that drew me to her, intensify as I got closer and closer until I was at the door. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, it was steady. Calm. It's what she does to me, relaxes me.

If you could learn to forgive me, then I could learn how to feel

I opened the door slowly. Quietly. I looked straight ahead and saw her. My angel, my girl, my Leah, mine. The look on her face was so incredibly beautiful. There were no signs of anger or sadness on her face, just peace. She looked so serene, so calm. I want to touch her, I want to feel the warmth of her skin. I want to be that pillow she's hugging so tightly against her chest. I want to hold her again, to kiss her again. But most of all, I want to call her mine again.

The tightness of the pull is tugging at my heart, screaming at me to get closer but I can't. Suddenly I'm afraid. Afraid she'll wake up from her peace only to be angered by the sight of me. Instead I take a baby step forward, just to satisfy myself and the pull. The tightness didn't loosen one bit, if anything, it just got tighter. I want to move my legs forward but I can't. I'm frozen in place. Maybe later I can find the courage to actually touch her again but for now, watching her from a distance with no one around but us is just fine with me.

I slowly get entranced by her calm and steady breaths, counting how many times her heart beats in a minute. My heart just about melted when I saw her wrinkle her nose, it reminded me of the time she gave Paul her shorts. I don't know if I've ever know anyone who looked so cute when disgusted. Every once in a while her expression would change and every time it did, I always found myself smiling.

Sometimes the things I say, in moments of disarray

"Jake. . ." she whispered. My heart dropped and my breath caught.

I could tell she was still asleep, but I really wanted her to wake up right now. I wanted her to keep talking. She said my name, that has to count for something right? She's dreaming of me - that's a good sign, right?

I want to hold her so badly. I swear I'm on the brink of collapsing on the bed next to her and hugging her body close to mine, but that last little thread of my consciousness is still holding me back.

"Jake. . ."You." she whispered.

That did it. I felt that last thread snap and I fell onto the bed gently, leaning over her frame, begging her to keep talking.

"What is it, Lee?" I whispered.

"Please. . . don't leave me. . ." I couldn't help but beam at her sleep-talking face. I wanted to ravish her, to kiss her, but that would wake her and she'd probably punch me in the face and push me out the window.

"Never, baby," I assured her. I brushed my lips lightly across her forehead making that electric feel I've been craving so much, run through my veins, making me feel alive again.

A small gasp escaped her lips which instantly formed into a smile. That's all the confirmation I needed. She felt it too, I wasn't the only one with the urgency of closeness.

Leah still wants me.

Succumbing the games we play

I don't know how, I don't know when, but I will win Leah back. I sure as hell do not see Carter as competition; he's a leech, it would never work. I need a strategy, something that will tell her that I want her and only her. Of course it's going to be butt-fucking difficult with Bella around but I'm willing to put one hundred percent of my effort into it.

To make sure that it's real

Convincing Leah to take me back is one thing, convincing her brother is another, convincing the pack is also something I'd have to deal with. I already screwed up with Seth after I told him I wouldn't ever hurt his sister so odds are, he's gonna give me hell if I ask him anything about Leah ever again. And then of course there's the acceptance from Sue which is just gonna be straight-up awkward. Last but not least, even if I really don't give a damn about their opinions, I wanna be sure the guys, minus Sam, are supportive of me winning Leah back. I really do need them all as my wing men. Even if I know they're pissed with my behavior, one can only hope.

When it's just me and you, who knows what we could do

It's gonna be different. I don't expect everything to go back to how they were. It'll be a good change, a change for the better. Besides, don't fights and arguments make a relationship stronger? Well, at least that's what I heard from Rebbecca when she was in high school. People change, relationships change, appearances change, and feelings change.

If we could just make it through

I know for sure my feelings for Leah have changed. I don't just like her anymore. My feelings for her intensified by a ton, I moved a few steps back from the her and I already feel a heavy weight on my shoulders, I feel another binding rope weaving its way between Leah and I, tying itself around us. My heart is in tune with hers, that's something that's never happened before with anybody else. I have no fears when I'm with her, no fear of imprinting, no fear of life, no fear of anything. Just fear of her leaving me. My emotions are on high, and my feelings intensified and shot straight past heaven.

Through this part of the day

"Everything changes, now, Lee. I swear on the spirits, I will get you back. You will be mine again." I whisper, taking one last glance at her before I shut the door behind me.

Author's Note: Okay, so if all of you feel like murdering me because of the SUPER late update, I don't blame ya. But before you all strangle me, let me explain, lol. First semester was hell, I had to rush through and I was stressing about finals. I got great grades at the end though :) Then second semester came around and I screwed up third quarter but luckily grades don't count until AFTER fourth quarter at the end of the semester :) Also I've been dealing with my confirmation class at church and my computer wasn't working for a while :/ but I finally updated, don't think I forgot about any of you wonderful people. I hope this chapter was alright, I feel a little rusty, I haven't been writing a lot ;) Please give me your feedback! Ohhh, and the song in the story is called "Everything Changes" by Staind.