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Leah4Life
I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, staring back at me. His smile was trying to tell me that we were going to be fine.. I still wasn't sure.... I don't think I ever will be. I mean really, if one day Clair came around and told him that she wanted to be with him... Would he just leave me and the baby and go running to Clair? But I couldn't think of that without crying... It was to sad. The first person to love me sense Sam Uley(Not counting Seth, who had recently abandoned me for his imprint)..... I couldn't bear to think of him leaving me.. I don't think I could take it....
We walked to the car holding hands.. And he just kept smiling..... Gosh, how does he know that I'm still scared. That I still don't know what is going to happen..
He opened the door for me and I sat down, looking up at the sky, which was changing from the most bright blue to a light pink..
"I love you." He said, before closing the door and walking around the car. When he got in I was still gazing at the sky.. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Promise me." He turned and looked at me, worried. "Leah, promise me. Promise me that you are fine.. Promise me that you are okay, and that you will be happy with me. Leah, I want you to be happy. Tell me what I can do to make you happy." He begged.
"I am happy." I told him. I was. I was happy, but I was scared too.....
"You are worried." He said.
"Yes." I answered.
"About what?"
"Quil I just.. I am scared that one day Clair will come along and will say she wants to be with you.... I don't think I could take losing you, like I lost Sam.. That would just be to much.." I told him.
He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "Leah Ateara, I am not going to do that. I'm not going to leave you, like Sam did. Clair will never want me. I have been there sense she was a baby. She will think that I am nothing more than a cousin or an uncle.. She won't come, and I am going to be with you and the baby for the rest of my life. I won't leave you. I promise. No. I swear." He told me, looking slightly hurt.
"I'm sorry.. I just well.. I am just scared...." I muttered.
"I won't." He told me. "Do you believe me?" He asked.
"Yes." I told him. And to my surprise, I really did believe him.. He wouldn't leave me. He wouldn't break my heart like a certain Sam Uley...
"Let us go, now." He said.
"Let us." I answered.
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"Here we are." He said, unlocking the door to our hotel room for a little while.... Where we would go after that, I don't know..
"Awesome." He laughed.
The room was pretty with lots of pink.... But it was pretty.. I had forgotten how much I had loved that color..
"Nice." I said.
He took my hand and pulled me in. "Come on."
He picked me up and set me down on the bed.
"So." He said.
"I love you." I said.
He smiled. "And I you." He answered.
He kissed me sweetly..
"I love you." He smiled.
"I love you, more."
"No. I don't think so.." He muttered, kissing me.
"Well.. You have the right to have an opinion." I laughed.
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"Good morning, love." Quil said, as my eyes began to open and I woke up..
"Good morning." I replied.
"How was your night?" He asked.
"Good." I laughed. "You?
"Simply enchanting..." He answered.
"Thats good."
"Yes. It is." He answered kissing me.
"I love you." I said.
"And I you."
"Quil..." I muttered.
"Yes."
"Maybe, you should call and check on Clair." I suggested.
"No. Clair will be fine." He smiled at me. "She can live without me for a year. And when we go back... You and the baby are my number one priority."
I knew that I would start crying... And I did.... He wiped my tears away and I smiled.
"Well.. I guess today.... We should start looking for an apartment...." He muttered. "For a year." He laughed. "Can't live in a hotel forever.." He muttered.
"Okay." I responded..
"Yeah.. Well. We should probably eat first...." He muttered.
"Sounds like a plan." He smiled. My phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Leah?" Sam's voice said.
"Yes, Sam. What do you need?" I asked.
"Where are you?" He asked.
I looked at Quil and he nodded.
"Seattle." I answered him.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes, Sam, I am fine." I responded getting angry.
"Leah. How many months are you?" He asked.
"Five." I told him.
"Okay.." He said.
"Are you done quizzing me Sam Uley?" I asked.
"I guess.." He muttered.
"Then goodbye." I said, and hung up.
"What was that about?" Quil asked.
"I am not sure." I answered.
"Okay.. Well, lets get ready to go then.." He said.
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We were standing in front of an apartment and he was smiling... It looked smile, but not that small... It looked like a good home for our little family.. But we hadn't been inside it....
Mrs. Smith, the owner of the apartment complex, opened the door and we walked in. The first room was a living room and it was fully furnished and very pretty... And it looked good for a baby..... The living room was painted yellow and the window's drapes were yellow to match the walls.
"Like it?" He asked.
"It's nice." I answered.
"Lets move on to the kitchen." Mrs. Smith, the gray haired woman who owned the apartment complex, said, smiling.
"Lets." He smiled, pulling me along beside him.
The kitchen was painted light blue and all of the appliances were jet black and shiny. There was a door, which was painted black, beside the refrigerator.
"That door leads to the dining room.." She said, walking to the door.
She opened the door and walked in... .. This room was painted slightly green and had a wooden dining room table.. There was a white bookshelf on the wall beside the door.
"This is the dining room." She told us, and turned to the door. "And if you go back through the door and through the kitchen we can go into the bedrooms.." She smiled. We walked through the kitchen and into a little hallway.. On one wall was a closed door and she gestured to the door.. "That is the bathroom.." At the end of the hall was two open doors.. She led us into one and turned on the light.
"This is one of the bedrooms.." She said. The walls were painted purple and the sheets on the bed were black. The window's drapes were dark purple...
"Nice." I comented. Quil smiled.
Mrs. Smith walked to the door and we fallowed her into the other room. It was painted a light pink and had a crib instead of a bed... "This was a baby's room..." She told us.
"Perfect." He smiled down at me.
There was several shelves and baskets scattered around the room.... Quil smiled brightly.
"This is wonderful." He said.
"Thank you." She smiled.
Then she turned and walked into the hallway again, so we turned and fallowed her..
"You can have a minute to talk it over...." She told us and walked out the door.. We stood in the living room and he smiled.
"This is pretty perfect." He smiled.
"I know." I answered.
"Well, lets seal this deal baby!" He laughed..
