Chapter 3:

Times were hard. It was apparent that nothing was going to change and that if she wanted a different life that she would have to go after it herself. It was easier said than done. Leah looked to her left and could see Jacob sitting and smiling on the phone. She knew whom he was speaking too. It was obvious in his voice when he spoke the other person on the other end. It's funny really, because since her incident, he promised to devote more time to her, be more aware of her wants and needs. And slowly, ever so slowly he started to drift away. More calls interrupted their talks; more staring off into space became a frequent trait of his. Honestly, if Leah could love anything about Jacob, it would be the way he lies.

"No, I wasn't talking to her." He said one day after he walked back in the Clearwater house and leaving her to sit in front of a paused video game.

She didn't believe him then and she sure as hell doesn't believe him now, even when he said 'hold on, it's Billy'. Really? Does she look like an idiot? Last she checked Billy didn't make Jacob giggle like a 6-year-old schoolgirl. Only one person holds that power over him…Nessie.

So of course, if she wanted things to change, she would have to do them on her own. She wanted Jacob to pay attention to her, sure. But it seemed risking ones life wasn't the way to achieve that goal. Leah cocked her head to the side; maybe he was her problem more than her solution. Maybe, Leah needed less of him? That was a startling thought. She knew something was wrong with the way she was pining after a guy who obviously is thinking of someone else. Maybe it's time for her to leave him instead of waiting for him to leave her. Would he be angry or upset? Leah shook her head, considering he was play arguing who should hang up the phone first. He probably won't even notice she was gone. That thought hurt, it made her want to grab his phone and scream, "I'm hanging up for both of you!" and then slam it shut. Of course that was real mature.

Finally getting fed up, she stood and walked back into the house. Guess their walk wasn't going to happen. It was some quality time she was looking forward to. She even brushed her hair for it.

Walking into her room, she pulled out her dark green suitcase and propped it up on the bed and flung the top wide open. Walking over to the dresser, she opened the top drawer with a hard yank and started grabbing. Everything began flying across the room into the getaway bag. Panties, bra's, jeans and tank tops. She didn't know where she was going, all she knew was that she was leaving and that was all that mattered. The thought of missing her family made her pause for a brief moment, and then she started again. They would miss her she knew, but she would keep in touch.

Leah heard the front screen door open and close. She rubbed the small spot between her eyebrows. She knew he was going to disagree with the idea of leaving La Push. But if it made her happy, than shouldn't he support her no matter what?

"Leah, what are you doing?" he asked when he walked into her small bedroom and saw the suitcase currently being filled to over capacity.

Leah took a deep breath and turned to him. She was holding her pink bedroom slippers in a white-knuckle grip against her chest, as armor to protect her against onslaught she knew was to come.

"I'm leaving Jacob." She whispered.

There was a pregnant pause, nobody spoke or moved. Finally Leah slowly walked over to her suitcase and placed the slippers inside, before she knew it Jacob gripped her hand and pulled it out slowly. Leah looked up and could see the anger in his eyes, his lips were pulled tight and his nose flared.

"Jacob please…" She said softly.

Jacob still had yet to say anything. All he could do was shake his head while his hand on her wrist tightened to painful. Leah winced and he let go immediately. He shut her bedroom door and turned to lean against it crossing his arms over his chest.

"Where will you go?" he asked. Barley a whisper, yet she could hear him as if he was screaming it across the room. She couldn't look him in the eyes; she knew if she looked at him, she would most likely break down and start crying.

She shrugged as she continued to fold a Rocky Horror Picture Show t-shirt slowly and place it inside, "I don't know, I thought about Seattle. Maybe something really different and check out the east coast somewhere."

He pushed away from the door. Now was the moment to pull all the strength she had together to defend her decision.

"Running away is not the answer."

Leah's head snapped back. Running away? That's what he thought she was doing? She wasn't running away from anything! She just wanted a moment of normalcy, a moment where it didn't matter who was threatening who and who stepped on who's territory.

She bit her lip and pushed her hair out of her eyes, "I'm not running away, I'm going to try new things," she waved her hands around trying to explain, "I'm going to have a new experience on my own, without having to share it with anybody else!"

Jacob nodded, "and in the meantime, you're running away." He stated matter of fact.

"Ugh! You don't understand!" She said as she continued to throw things in her bag.

"You know, you're being really selfish."

Leah shook her head and placed her hand on her hip, "how'd you figure that?"

Jacob glanced at her with a look that questioned her sanity, "First, you decide to take your life-" Jacob raised his hand to say he wasn't finished, Leah closed her mouth and crossed her arms waiting for him to continue, "then you decide to just up and leave with out a care to anyone else's feelings on the matter. If you ask me, that's pretty damn selfish."

The last part was said in front of her, where she could feel his body heat radiating off his body in waves of anger.

Jacob watched her think over her words trying to decide what she was going to say next. But what came next was completely unexpected…a tear slipped from her eye and travelled down her round cheek to her chin then dripping to the edge of her chin before falling to her chest and then disappearing altogether under her tank top. Leah looked up and saw the shock on his face.

"Leah I…" He began but was cut short when Leah reached up and mashed her lips to his. Jacob's shock soon turned into lust. His inner wolf clawing at the inside trying to touch and feel the hot-blooded she wolf who was currently plastering herself to his body. His growl was proof enough of that.

Jacob reached up and pulled her face away and could see additional tears falling from her eyes, pushing her hair behind her ear, he asked the one question burning his mind, "Why?"

Leah leaned back and looked down at their feet, something about how close they were making her smile through the tears. Finally looking up and felling him push her hair back. She stared into his light brown eyes.

Now or never she thought…

"Because Jacob Black, I love you." She whispered softly.

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Oh Snap, I don dun it again! Cliffhangers are the ultimate Evil! Anywho so I feel better now that I can write whenever I want to, have the Laptop on my couch that's about three feet away from the bed, wake up and BAM! Start typing! LOL!

Also as long as I don't say "Hey I'm posting in X amount of time" I don't jinx myself into not being able to post, its like anything that can go wrong will. So I'm thinking positively and will not say when the next post is, only that it will be soon.

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