I glared down at Leah. She in turn glared right back at me. I mentally counted to ten and when she still didn't answer me, I asked my question again.
"Goddamn it, Leah! What the fuck did you do that would make Sam decide to not seek revenge?"
Leah narrowed her eyes at me before she twisted out of my grasp. She turned to walk out of the cabin without bothering to answer me. However, I quickly grabbed a hold of her and swung her back into my arms.
"Let go of me!"
"Not until you answer my question!"
"What the FUCK do YOU think I did?"
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her exactly what I thought she did. You were out fucking your ex-boyfriend! Did he make you scream? Did he make you beg for more? Is that why it took you four fucking hours to come back home?!
Rage and jealousy boiled in my gut. I felt that in that moment I was the monster I always feared I was because I wanted to go out and kill Sam.
When Leah didn't come home after her patrol, I was terrified that some harm had come to her. My first thought was that Sam or someone in his pack decided to take revenge against me by hurting Leah. I went out to look for her, but she was no where to be found. I heard her approach the cabin before she opened the door, and Sam's scent was all over her. My anxiety quickly turned into anger.
I decided I didn't want to hear what she did in order to give me clemency. I gripped her tightly, and pulled her body to press fully against mine. She gasped in outrage, but I didn't care. I swooped down and claimed her mouth. I kissed her roughly as I backed her up against the door of the cabin. She fought me every step of the way, and tried to twist herself free from my grasp. I forcibly shook her to still her movements, but still she struggled. Dimly I recalled another moment like this when I had pinned her against my cabin door in anger. Would we always be like this? Always fighting? I just wanted to love her and for her to love me in return. As this thought crossed my mind, the anger in me dissipated.
I sighed against her lips and let go of her. She stared at me incredulously as if she couldn't believe I didn't finish what I started. I wasn't sure if the look in her eyes was disappointment or relief. I turned away from her, hating the fact that she had this power over me, and sat heavily on the bed. I hung my head in my hands, expecting to hear the cabin door open and close behind the woman I loved. Instead, I felt the dip of the mattress as Leah sat next to me. She tried to take one of my hands, but I shook her off. Though the anger was slowly leaving my system, the jealousy remained, and I didn't trust myself to not do what Cain would have done to her if she touched me again.
"Jensen . . ." Leah tentatively said my name. She seemed to contemplate what she would say. I didn't want to hear it.
"Leave Leah, before I do something I regret" I growled before she could say anything else.
She got off the bed, and stood in front of me. I could hear the pounding of her heart. Her breathing became ragged.
"Think what you want to think. I'm tired of having to defend myself to you. Don't come looking for me unless you're coming to apologize" Leah hissed before she stormed out of my cabin.
My instinct was to chase after her, and I was on my feet and out the door before I could stop myself. Once outside I heard the sound of a lone wolf howling. It was the loneliest sound I had ever heard, and I knew it was Leah. Angry at myself and at her and . . . basically this whole fucked up situation; I grabbed the nearest tree, pulled it out of the ground, and hurled it as far as I could.
I heard the distant crash of the tree as it landed, and I closed my eyes, listening to the other sounds around me, trying to calm the chaotic thoughts in my head. When I felt a semblance of control, I decided I needed to talk to Carlisle. Maybe he could give me some perspective on the mess my life has become.
"Carlisle? Can I have a word?"
As usual, Carlisle was in his study. He looked up from the book he was reading and gave me a smile.
"Sure, Jensen. Come in."
I entered the study, breathing in the scent of the leather-bound books and vellum. I had never been a reader in my human life, but being in Carlisle's study inspired me to start reading. I figured that I might as well entertain my mind somehow since I couldn't sleep.
I took a seat in front of Carlisle's desk, feeling a lot like a juvenile delinquent in trouble with the principal. Being a vampire, I didn't have to sit, but I did so out of habit. Carlisle looked at me inquiringly, and for a moment I was tongue-tied. However, the bitter look that was on Leah's face as she stared me down at my cabin flashed in my mind, and it was like the flood gates opened.
I told Carlisle everything. I told him about when I was created and who created me. I told him about my time with the Denali's, and why I decided to come to Forks. I then continued my story by telling him how I met Leah, the struggle our relationship has been, and the events that led up to me having this conversation with him. It was pure verbal diarrhea. Men just didn't talk like this to one another. When I was finished with my story, Carlisle was staring at me with his brow raised.
"Well, that's quite some story. Naturally, we knew that you and Leah had a relationship. Personally, I think you should be talking to her instead of talking to me."
"I can't, Carlisle. Just now I couldn't even stand to look at her without imaging her in Sam's arms."
"Jensen, you need to believe and trust Leah. No relationship could survive without trust."
I knew that I needed to trust Leah, but how could I tell Carlisle that my insecurities where Leah was concerned wouldn't allow me to trust her. I started to regret coming to Carlisle with my problems. I always liked talking to him, and I respected him immensely. Although I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders, I also felt a little embarrassed to have told him so much about myself. I sighed and stood up to leave.
"You're right . . . I really should be having this conversation with Leah. Thank you for taking the time to listen to me Carlisle."
"Not a problem. Things will work out for the best, and if you absolutely need to know how they will work out, you could always ask Alice", Carlisle said with a grin.
Though my heart wasn't in it, I grinned back and said thanks again before leaving his study and the house.
I wasn't exactly looking for Leah, but I was hoping that I would run into her as I roamed the forest. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you looked at it, I ran into Sam and Emily. I didn't realize I was so close to the La Push boarders. I was maybe 30 feet away from them, and I could smell Leah's scent on them from where I stood. I felt my body tense, my fists clenched, and my eyes narrowed as I stared at Sam. Sam must have noticed my agitated state because he stood protectively in front of Emily.
"You better send Emily home unless you want her to see me rip you apart," I hissed.
Without taking his eyes from me, I heard him murmur to Emily to go home, and she scampered off without a backwards glace.
"What can I do for you Jensen?" Sam asked as he approached me.
Instead of answering him, I bared my teeth and him and lunged for his throat. Surprisingly, he was able to dodge me. I lunged for him again, and again he was able to dodge me.
"Fight me, Goddamn You!" I yelled when he dodged me for the fifth time.
"I'm sorry but I can't" he said.
"The hell you can't" I growled as I lunged for him again. This time I was able to trip him and he went down.
In a flash, I sat on his chest, pinned his arms to the ground with my knees, and grabbed a hold of his neck before he was able to move away from me. I drew my arm back and punched him. I heard the satisfying sound of his nose breaking before I was suddenly thrown off. I got to my feet and crouched low, baring my teeth, and scanning the area.
Unbelievably, Leah walked into my line of vision in her wolf form. She was facing me, not paying attention to Sam as he got back on his feet. I saw red. I prepared to lunge at Sam again, but Leah put herself between Sam and me. She was defending Sam!
"Get out of the way Leah," I hissed.
"There's obviously some sort of misunderstanding," Sam said as he adjusted his nose and popped it back into place.
I glared at Leah, willing her with my eyes to leave, while Sam continued to talk.
"Listen Jensen. I don't know if Leah was able to tell you, but I no longer hold you accountable for Cain's death. There's no reason for you to attack me like this."
I glanced away from Leah to glare at Sam.
"Yeah, Leah told me. What I want to know is what she had to do to make you change your mind."
For a moment all was silent. Then incredulously Sam started laughing. I prepared myself to lunge for him again, regardless if Leah was in the way. The fucking prick was laughing at me!
Before I could launch myself at him, Sam stopped laughing and held up his hands in a placating manner. He appeared to have collected himself to speak again, however there was a huge grin on the bastard's face.
"Here's the beauty of the situation, Leah didn't have to do anything! Seems to me like the two of you need to talk. She could start off by telling you exactly why I can't fight you, no matter how much you lunge for my throat. I'm going back home to my mate. Have fun!" Sam said and quickly left.
For the first time since meeting Leah, I felt awkward being alone with her. I didn't know what to make of Sam's words. Leah was still in her wolf form and it was impossible to decipher her expression. If I had to guess, she seemed weary.
I forced myself to relax my stance and asked her to phase to her human form. She padded closer to me and phased in mid-stride. Seeing her naked body was like getting a punch to my gut. The air literally left my lungs, and I almost forgot why I was so angry in the first place.
She stopped within arms reach of me, and crossed her arms over her breasts. Now that she was in human form, I could clearly see that the look on her face was resignation. She clearly did not want to tell me what Sam's words meant.
"I imprinted on you," Leah said flatly.
Puzzled by her statement, I stared at her blankly, then asked, "What the hell does that mean?"
She sighed and said, "In my world, it means that you are my soul mate. You are the one person who was created specifically for me. You're the only one who could father my children, and you're the only one I was meant to love."
A/N: I'm sooo sorry for the super late update! I have such bad writer's block!! I know I could have made this chapter better, but my imagination seems to have escaped me!! I will make the next chapter better, but it might take me awhile to locate my imagination. Sorry! Please read and review, and if you guys have any ideas of what you would like to see happen, please let me know!! Thanks!!