Sam's Letter

In Sam's Pov

I return home late again from patrol. When I entered the home, the smell of tears hit my nose. Worry came into my mind.

"Emily? Where are you, sweetheart?" I called. Emily usually waited up for me from patrol, but tonight was different.

"I'm in the bedroom," she called, her voice watered down by tears. I walked to the bedroom and found Emily crying on the bed. I went to her and wrapped an arm around her.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I wiped away the tears from her face.

"I read Leah's letter tonight," She said. I felt a burst of anger. Even after Leah left, she was still causing pain.

"What did the letter say?" I growled. Emily looked at me with that look. "What? I mean look at you, she must have written something to upset you."

"No, Sam. She didn't right anything that upset me. Why don't you read the letter for yourself," She said as she bent to the bedside table to pick a sheet of a paper and handed it to me. I took the letter and read it. When I was done, I too felt tears coming to my eyes.

"Oh Leah," I whispered. In Emily's letter, Leah expressed feeling I didn't even know about. She told Emily on how she wanted to remind in both of our lives, but couldn't find the strength to. She also spoke of the thing Emily's parent had said to her at the wedding.

I handed back the paper and Emily sat it back on the table. I told Emily to get some sleep.

"What about you?" She asked, being the mother figure I fell in love with.

"I will come to bed later," I said as I got up and tuck Emily in.

"You are going to read her letter, aren't you?" She said. I thought about it during patrol and now after seeing Emily's letter, I better take a look.

"Yeah, I am going to read it. Now, get some sleep, sweetheart," I said as I kissed her forehead. I walked to the door and flick the light switch, plunging the room into darkness. I walked to the dining room and opened of the containers. I pulled out Leah's letter to me. I sat down at the table and took a deep breath before opening it. I have to admit, I was afraid to read what was in the letter because I am afraid it would said 'I don't love you anymore'. I still love Leah with all my heart.

I unfolded the letter and began to read:

My dearest Sam,

If you are reading this, then I guess Jacob had the courage to face you when you and Emily returned from your honeymoon. You also probably know the reason on why I left.

Sam, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't walk into town without the memories of us attacking me.

Sam, when I first met you, I was eight and a tomboy. I hated you because you thought I needed saving when I didn't. You always got in the way back then. But the hate didn't last long because you and me became the best of friends.

Until that summer, when I bloomed. It was my freshman year and you in sophomore year in high school. That day was so funny, Sam. It took you a couple of days, but you manage to get me to go out with you. Our first date.

That night was very special to me, Sam. Everyday that I spend with you made it special. To our first kiss to our first night together. Everything was prefect. Until you turned up missing. I was so worried for you. And then when you returned, you acted if nothing was wrong. I should have know you and I wouldn't have made then.

Then came the day you met Emily. You have a look in your eye that you never got with me. You started to avoid me after you met Emily. And then when you decide to end it, you broke me, Sam. You really destroyed me.

And then when I found out you left me for Emily; I hated you and her so much. I wanted to beat the shit out of you and her. And then you let Emily ask me to be a bridesmaid. You should have stopped her, Sam. tI felt like she was rubbing it in my face that she could have you, while I couldn't.

Then I found out that I was like you. I hate that as well, because it meant having you in my head and seeing me naked. When you told me to join the pack, you seem to rubbing it in my face as well when you show me how happy you were with Emily. I wanted to make you and the pack suffer for what the both of you did to me.

And that earn me the nickname of Bitch.

When Jacob broke away from the pack, I saw a way out from you and her, so I left you without a second thought. You have the nerve to send Jared after me and to use the name that you made up for me. I wanted to kill him and then you.

Then everything stilled. It was three month before your wedding that I decide to left, Sam. I was going to tell you, but I knew you would try anything to keep me from going. I remember my promise to Emily about being her bridesmaid, so I stayed for the next two months.

I played the pretty and prefect bridesmaid for Emily, didn't I? Aren't you proud of me, Sam, for not ruining your big day with Emily?

You don't know how much pain I went through when Emily's parent came to talk to me. They told things like: Thanks for introducing the two and Sorry that Sam wasn't the one for you. And then you two, trying to talk me. I was sick and tired of hearing the word sorry from both of you guys' lips.

I hope you are truly happy with Emily. I hope that someday, the three of us can become friends again when I have found someone who will love me as much as you love Emily. But until, then I don't want you or Emily trying to contact me. I will just ignore you. I am sorry that it has to be this way but Sam you made it this way.

I will always love you, Samuel Levi Uley. I wish you all the happiness in the world for you and your new bride.

Your first love,

Leah Clearwater

I let sob. I set down the letter and rubbed my face with my hands.

"oh leah. I will always love you too. I wish you all the happiness in the world as well. Good luck, where ever you are," I whispered to the letter. Hopefully, fate would let leah hear my prayer for her. I lightly kiss the letter.

"I hope you find what you are looking for," I said.

A/N: How was that? Did I make you cry?

I hope all of you stay tune for the Sequel, The Return. It may be a while, because I at least want to get chapter 10 in my other Sam/Leah fic, Living Hell.

See ya around.