Chapter 3 :) thanks for the reviews, keep them coming! I'm not sure about this chapter, so tell me what you think! x

LEAH POV

Great. Here I was, back at what the leeches call a 'house' but it's more like a mansion to be honest. The leeches mansion was not the last place I wanted to be though, how surprising is that? The last place I wanted to be right now was La push, where everyone except Jacob and me, was welcoming the 'happy honeymooners' back. Yuck.

So now, I was sat in Carlisle's study keeping my eye out for any unwanted leeches. Esme had forgiven me for the window incident and decided to blame it all on Jasper, which did make me smile. The glass had been replaced and it looked just as perfect as it had before. At least I now had a happy memory from this place; just thinking about the look on his face as he went flying made me laugh.

"What's so funny?" a voice said, it was the smooth but stuck up voice again. It was that stupid emotion-feeling creep.

"What do you want?" I snarled, anger came flooding to me by just looking at his face.

"I came to apologise" was his reply.

"Do it then" I snapped impatiently.

He looked me in the eye and said "Leah Clearwater, I am very sorry for provoking you into attacking me last week, I hope you forgive me and do not hold a grudge against me"

I snorted at his formalness "Forgiven but not forgotten leech."

He cocked his head to the side, an amused look filling his eyes, "Don't you know my name?" he asked smiling.

"Why would I want to?" I asked glaring at him.

"Well just incase you need it in the future, it's Jasper. Jasper Hale."

Pfft. I would never need to know his name, and I would never care what his name was. I just nodded and turned away from him, pretending to be interested in the book next to me, hoping he would leave me the fuck alone.

Instead he did the complete opposite and practically floated over to me, sitting himself down on the sofa, holding the book I had been staring at.

"You like Withering Heights?" he asked, surprised.

"No." I snapped, "I've no time for soppy romances" He grinned at me and said, "I agree, soppy romances aren't the best books ever. This is Bella's."

I just ignored him, I have no interest in what books he likes or doesn't like.

"I know how you feel you know" he said quietly.

"No shit that is your 'power' isn't it leech?" I said sarcastically.

He didn't say anything, just carried on looking at the floor. He was silent for another 5 minutes and I was busy planning my escape route when he interrupted my thoughts.

"I miss her so much. I understand your anger at Emily, I feel it towards her new love."

I jumped up from the chair snarling, what right did he have to talk about my emotions? How fucking dare he tell me that he understands why I feel the way I do, it's none of his business "don't mention my emotions to me, or to anyone else every again. You will never understand how I feel and you will never feel as strongly as I do, you're too much of a wuss to feel like me," I snarled before running out of the house. Yet again he had made me run away.

GOD I HATED HIM. I HATE HIS STUPID FLOPPY BLONDE HAIR AND THAT DEAD LOOK IN HIS EYES. I HATE HOW HE TRIED TO UNDERSTAND ME, HATE HOW HE FINDS MY EMOTIONS INTERESTING. STUPID FUCKING LEECH. ONE DAY HE WAS GOING TO GET IT, AND THEN HE WOULD REGRET EVER MEETING ME. GRRRR.

I phased my whole body full of anger and I ran around destroying the bits of forest that was in my way. I could hear the pack wondering about my anger and I loudly thought FUCK OFF OUT OF MY HEAD to them, after a while their thoughts disappeared and I realized they must have phased back.

I saw a deer prancing around in the forest ahead of me, oblivious that I was there. I ran up to it and killed it out of pure anger, that was the real me. Murderer of innocent animals, just because I was mad. I was no protector, I was the beast.

I ran into La push forests and sat down, trying to calm down so I could phase back. I thought of the life I was going to have one day, a life far away from here. A life where no leeches would piss me off, no traitors would break my heart, and soon the calming worked. I phased back and ran to my house to find some decent clothes. The house was empty so after getting changed I decided to go and find the pack.

I was walking around town when I heard the pack, they were all laughing and chatting on la push beach, I decided to go and join them. Well that was a big mistake because when I got there; guess who was the centre of attention? Emily and Sam. He looked at me with pity in his eyes and I growled, I don't need his pity. I don't want anything to do with that traitor. They were showing off holiday pictures, arms wrapped around each other. They were so… happy. They were always happy, and I was always mad. I felt like Emily had stolen my happiness, stolen my sunshine and replaced it with thunder. I furiously fought back the tears that gathered in my eyes as I stared at the two of them.

"Leah!" Emily said excitedly, smiling at me and beckoning me over, "Come and see this picture of me and Sam scuba diving!" Was she stupid? Seriously, did she really think I wanted to sit around and look at pictures of her swimming around in bliss with the man I loved? The man a part of me still loves? I stared at her, looking at the ruined part of her face. He did that to her, and the most evil part of me thought she deserved it. That evil part of me thought that her scratches were a case of Déjà vu. She made him tear my heart apart, and in return her face was torn apart. I could see Sam glaring at me as I stared at her face and I smiled.

"No thanks, I don't want to throw up today." I replied before turning around and walking off.

I didn't need to look at them to see their faces, their disappointed faces and their sympathetic faces. I don't need that. Soon I would be out of here, without a second look back.