Roar. The last chapter seemed longer on word. Whatever. You want Leah? Keep Reading. I STILL DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!!! Please review my previous offer still stands. Oh and Kassie I am so a geek weren't you paying attention to me in science today?
Chapter 2: The Life of a Giant Mutt
Leah PoV
"He'll probably just kill her anyway" I smirked. "All the stories say it happens more often than not. Maybe a funeral will be better closure than a wedding." I added, laughing. I was enjoying Jacob's pain, clear on his face, maybe a bit too much. He was shaking wildly, restraining against his instinct to phase. He glared at me when his shaking ceased.
"If you're upset about gender confusion, Leah," he started slowly. I'd bet he was choosing words that my Sam would give him less hell for. "How do you think the rest of us like looking at Sam through your eyes? It's bad enough that Emily has to deal with your fixation. She doesn't need us guys panting after him too." Jacob finished with a what-now look on his face and a satisfied smile. He had gone too far this time; but as much as I hated to admit it, it was true. I started shaking worse than he had.
I got up and ran to the forest, but not before I spit at Jacob. My rage wavered my concentration, and I missed by an inch. He laughed as I raced into the trees and exploded into my wolf. Voices echoed through my head.
What happened, what happened?
I felt Sam sift through my memories, see what Jacob had said.
Everyone phase out, give Leah a half hour to calm down. Sam ordered
I felt the voices fade out and I thanked Sam. He didn't answer me, but I heard him think, the kids right. Even if he's mean about it he's telling the truth.
I lifted my muzzle up and howled a full, steady note to the sky. It just oozed with sorrow and Sam realized I'd heard him. He phased out. If my wolf body had tear glands, my furry face would have been soaked. I started running, just running, circling La Push over and over. Sam and Jacob were right. There was no place for me in Sam's heart; Emily had stolen that from me. The wind was blowing hard, and the trees seemed to whisper to me. Leah, they called. Leah alone.
Rub it in, why don't you? I thought to the trees
You speak tree, Leah? Paul
Or maybe they just speak to you, since we'd know how to too if she did. Quil
Or she's crazy. Seth butted in.
Seth, shut up if you don't want to wake up falling off a cliff. I snarled.
This meant my half hour of alone time was up. I phased out so I wouldn't have to hear Paul, Quil, Seth, Embry, Jared, Sam, Collin, Brady and soon Jacob thinking about me. They tried to hide their thoughts but they couldn't always. The pack was all right. I was a freaky girl wolf, different from them. I wasn't normal, though I'm fairly certain they could be called normal either.
The trees were right too. I'd never be free from Sam. I'd never get the relief of imprinting, or being imprinted on. I couldn't wait until I could quit my stupid wolf and live normally. I had my whole life planned out already. After I finished college across the country, I'd move to London or Paris or somewhere I'd never see Sam because he was too busy saving the world from leeches.
Lesuraki, the trees sang out. Apparently they spoke Leah and Gibberish.
"Shut up trees," I said, heading home to sleep.
Yay! Chapter 2 est finis! For you idiots who couldn't figure that out its chapter two is finished. In French. I'll start chapter 3 soon, thanks reviewers, as few of you as I have. I put a bit of foreshadowing in here, maybe you can figure it out. I especially liked writing this cause I thought it showed a softer side of Leah. But still, I love her spunk and I won't take that away and let her get mushy. I hope.