Wow okay, I feel like you guys got some freaking spidy senses going on... I just gone typing this chapter and my reviews like skyrocket within that time. So weird. But I appriecate the weirdness of it so continue with the wierdness. I am completely pro weirdness... Enjoy this chapter, I'll admit I was getting pretty teary eyed reading it myself my if you start crying comopletely understandable. I just got done watching Interview with a Vampire or something like that best movie eveeeeerrrr.

Leah was not happy. No, no that is an understatement, quite possibly the greatest the world has ever faced. She sat alone in a bright diner. She had been sitting there for three hours and she was pretty sure her fat ass had swallowed the cushion sit underneath her. She wanted cry very, very badly and the only reason that she wasn't was because she was currently in a diner, and not alone which brings her to the question, "What the hell was still she doing in a diner?"

Oh

She knows, it's because of the sinking feeling in her chest, the strain in her throat, and the ache at the bottom of her stomach that kept her immobile the realization that she was so happy and so not alone, and she was ruining it all on her own. She didn't even need help with this heartbreak because she was doing it to herself. Alice had nothing to do with it. She wouldn't let the fairy devil to ruin her happiness. She was done with giving people that right a long time ago.

She felt so angry the war raged in her head war between her conscious and what she wanted. She stared down at the plain light blue patterned that danced before her eyes. She found herself nibbling harshly on the inside of her bottom lip. The lone sharp nail of her thump found itself dragging harshly across her skin. The words of Alice ran through her mind. She could have been lying but why would she? Well of course she had multiple reasons to. But the fresh pain in her voice echoed another truth.

Leah sometimes hated herself, she was also so easy impressionable. It what made her so easy to hurt. She knew this, and yet left herself open for the disappointment. Sometimes she just hated herself. Her stupid, stupid self. She couldn't keep her angry at herself still. She trembled with it and couldn't hide the shake and tremble in her arms while she pushed herself up out of the diner and into the treats. She stared at the Cullen's car, she borrowed it when she left. In that car sat a small baggie of weed and a hand gun. She left, she left with the understanding that her child would be the cause of mass destruction and death. And she had resigned herself with the understanding that her child is not suppose to come into this world. It's not meant to be. But yet Leah couldn't she couldn't kill her child.

Her original plan had been to leave to leave and hide in the woods wait for her child to be born and then to kill it herself. But she couldn't only hours after dreaming the plan up she couldn't even see herself doing it. She couldn't do it to Edward. God she wished she could do it. She wished she could be some self- sacrificing cunt and just give up the one thing she always wanted, and she couldn't. She couldn't not because she had already formed this incredible, she wasn't going to kid herself. Sure she felt connected to this kid I mean, how couldn't she, it was inside of her.

But there was nothing graphic, she had no idea whatshe or he would be like when they got older, or even now. But what stopped was the fact that she wanted to know she wanted to feel this baby grow even further in her. She wanted to know their name. She wanted to badger them about brushing their teeth. And sneaking in r –rated movies to watch with their kid behind Edward's back and then having angry sex over it. She wanted watch Seth do the stupid baby talk he always did with their cousin's. She wanted to watch Emmet be stupid in teach their kid cuss words with her help of course and them helping the kid make creative insults out them. Of course only to throw them back in Sam and Jacob's face. She wanted so much, she wanted their kid. She left Alice to kill her child. And she couldn't, can't do it. She already lost one. And there is not a day that goes by that who that baby could doesn't crossed her mind. There is not a day that she doesn't wonder whether or not that child could have had her nose or her eyes.

"Hi!" Leah physically jumped out of shock of someone appearing before her. She stepped back and stared in shock at the form before her.

"Well, Sug are you going to hug me or stand there looking like you caught a golden shepherd nibbling on a poodle's tail."

"Sally!" The small curvy freckled young woman smiled at her before opening her thin arms out for a hug. Leah threw herself into the hug, not truly realizing just how much she missed the southern belle.

"What's up, Suga?" The dark ginger haired woman said smiling, though a keen light of concern and understanding reflected in her eyes.

"Sally if you had to chose between the world and your child, what would you chose?" Leah asked tearfully looking up questioningly.

"Sweetheart, do you cry when a tree falls?" Sally asked, and Leah let out a silent sob and nodded her head, "Everytime," and Sally smiled back, "but do you cry a minute before?" Leah shook her head no. And Sally smiled "Then you got you answer."

Leah hugged Sally in thank once more and they walked to Leah's car to head back to the Cullen's , before a thought crossed her mind.

"Sally how'd you get here, and at the exact diner I just happen to be?"

Sally smiled a secretive smile, "I creped on ya," and her husky southern laugh followed them on the path towards home.

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