WARNING: GRAPHIC LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND TRIGGERING IMAGERY. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS OR DO NOT ENJOY IT, DO NOT READ.
Chapter Three.
Leah's POV:
When you're growing up you think you'll fall in love with the perfect man, get married, and have the most awesome life together. I used to be one of those girls, blissfully dreaming of my happy ending. Well, until my cousin stole my man right from under me.
Let's start at the beginning; His name was Sam, Sam Uley, and we met in the hallway at school during my freshman year when he helped me pick of books that I had dropped. He smiled so warmly it made my stomach churn. After that, we started hanging out and quickly started dating. Cue to my senior year, I had been engaged to the love of my life and ready to start a life with him.
Then he disappears for weeks and returns changed; huge and wild, like an animal. Things are rocky, but everything goes back to normal for a while until I want him to meet my cousin and best friend, Emily Young. She was the sweetest and kindest person you could ever meet.
Or so I thought.
They lock eyes immediately, and he dumps me on the spot. Just like that. He throws our whole relationship away because of someone he had never met. I thought she would stick by my side, reject his advances.
But weeks after he saves her from being mauled, she accepts him as her boyfriend. I understand wanting to thank him for being her hero, but he had been mine. I shared everything about him with her, and she steals him away from me.
The icing on the cake was my dad siding with them, supporting their relationship. My own father! What a trip.
But that's just the life of Leah Clearwater, constant disappointment.
If anything, this situation taught me three things: never give your heart away, never trust anyone, and never ever be happy, because it will just turn into shit anyway.
I screamed and screamed, and tears fell down my face like waterfalls, my hands pushing and breaking different items in my room. My anger felt like it would consume me.
I had caught Sam and Emily on the beach having sex. No decency, out in the open.
It ripped a gaping hole in my chest that would never close. I felt like a black hole; all my love and happiness had been sucked out and only emptiness stayed.
He was making love to her, just how he used to make love to me. Caressing her body, the same way his hands used to caress mine. Kissing her just like he used to kiss me.
Loving her. Just. Like. He. Used. To. Love. Me.
I screamed again and punched the wall, creating a dent in it.
"Fucking bitch, fucking tramp! How could she do this to me!" I kept punching and punching, it was like I was possessed. "Sisters before misters, my ass! Fucking snake ass bitch!"
"Leah Elizabeth Clearwater, you sit your ass down right now and stop this tantrum!" My mother screeched so loud I thought she would lose her voice before grabbing my shoulder and throwing me backward onto my bed. "You are almost eighteen years old! I don't care what you are going through, you never act this way!"
"Fuck off!"
"You want to hurt me? Fine. Keep pushing everyone away. But don't come crying to me when you realize you're alone and have no one to blame but yourself."
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" My throat felt tight and sore, but it felt so good to say. A look of pain crossed her features, and I started to feel guilty.
Why feel guilty when none of them care about you? They all support that skank dating your boyfriend! They all support the homewrecker!
In a burst of fury, I ran at my mom and tried to hit her, but Seth held me back. "Stay out of my fucking life! I hate you all!" Tears poured from her eyes, but I just laughed. "I hate you all!"
