"There I Was Again Tonight Forcing Laughter, Faking Smiles, Same Old Tired Place, Lonely Place. Walls Of Insincerity, Shifting Eyes and Vacancy Vanished When I Saw Your Face. This Night Is Sparkling, Don't Let It Go, I'll Spend Forever Wondering If You Knew I Was Enchanted To Meet You." - Taylor Swift; Enchanted

Wearing this back brace while I walked around has got to be one of the most stressful things I have done, unless I had done worse in the last four years, which is sort of irrelevant to my inner monologue since I can't remember. Okay, so I was rather anxious and snappy, for multiple reasons, the back brace being one, I was waddling around in my room like that beautiful doctor instructed to get myself used to walking outside of physiotherapy. Only I didn't realise how painful it would be, it always felt like it was bruised horribly, to the point where I burst out crying in one of my sessions, eventually getting painkillers was like a gift from god.

The back brace I was told to used, was clipped together around my front, and apparently helped support my once broken back as I was meant to get used to walking again. Jacob had told me that in the last year or so that I had taken to going for long jogs regularly, apparently I found it refreshing and helped me blow off steam, which he shifted uncomfortably to and averted my eyes when I asked for examples, mumbling that he was directed not to.

Which brought me to reason number two, Jacob was no where in sight, and for reasons I have no idea on I craved his presence. It scared me to no end, I was so dependent him, he took me everywhere, and was always the last one to leave the hospital, and I had no idea who he was. On some level I felt flattered that he was always there for me, and I always got the most ridiculous feeling inside me when he would smile, which was absolutely stupid. You can't think that way about someone when you don't even know their favourite colour, and I know that Doctor Cullen said that my memories of him and my family would gradually return, and then maybe I would have some idea of what it was like with him, but so far nothing came into my head.

So here I was, walking up and down my room, arms extended and in my apparently new pink and white checkered pyjamas, as I attempted to speed up the process of my back healing so I could eventually stop using the stupid brace. I hated looking at the same four white walls every single day and walking down the same white hallways, the place was lifeless, dead, and I guess in a way it was suitable for a hospital, but it didn't make the place feel any less dull. I kept telling myself that I only had one more month her, one more month and I could go home, a new home according to my dad, who had also taken his time to break to me that he and my mother were divorced, but refused to explain why, saying that when I was meant to know I would.

The soft knock on the door snapped me out of my daze, and I stopped in my tracks to turn towards it, "come in."

I secretly hoped that it was a certain russet skin coloured giant who was standing on the other side, and when the door slowly opened it turn out it was, only not the giant I was expecting. A woman stood there, tall just as much as Jacob, Embry and Quil were, and from what I could see through her white tank she seemed to be well toned too. She was extremely beautiful, her darkly tanned face had a defined and perfect bone structure, one that would make any other girl jealous, and her midnight black her was cut just past her chin, framing her face perfectly.

She smiled at me hesitantly, and I gave an awkward one back, adding a sort of wave to it, and we stood there in silence for a few seconds before I finally found something to say.

"Can I help you with something? Or do I know you?" I tried to sound friendly, and held my smile just in case I gave off another impression.

She let out a little laugh, shaking her head a little before walking closer into the room and enveloping me in a hug, which took me completely off guard. I stood there like a complete idiot as she embraced me, only slightly patting her back until she let go; I guess I did know her after all.

"Jake definitely wasn't messing then, you can't remember anything."

A flicker of recognition crossed my face as she mentioned Jacob, and I waited for her to continue talking.

"Well I never thought I'd be doing this again but umm, my names Leah … Leah Clearwater. We were friends before your accident."

I nodded, smiling at her and motioning to the seat by my bed, "I think Jacob mentioned your name once, but uhh it's nice to meet you ... and you already know my name."

Another awkward silence took over, and it was extremely cringe worthy, Leah sat in the chair looking towards the floor, while I suddenly found the wall behind her the most intriguing thing in the room, she let out a sigh and looked at me, smiling apologetically.

"Sorry, it's just hard to come to terms with … seeing you like this, after everything."

My eyebrows knitted together in confusion as I took in what she said, which didn't make no sense at all. In fact a lot of people who visited me did that, give me some pity look which I knew wasn't for the fact that I was in a hospital bed, it was definitely because something had gone down before I got on that bus to Seattle. Which was something everyone refused to tell me on why exactly I got on it in the first place, besides the excuse of going to see my mother, there was something deeper behind it, and it was all clear in the painful wince that Jacob had every time I asked.

"It's okay," I shrugged, taking a seat on the edge of my bed opposite her, rather uncomfortably I might add thanks to the back brace, "if it helps my doctor said that my memories will eventually come back, but until then I just have to be patient."

"Sorry for not coming to see you before … well I did many times but you were, you know … in a coma … and when you woke up Jake said that you had to be introduced to us slowly, to not overwhelm you."

I shook my head at her and waved it off, not at all offended, "Don't worry about it, I'm thankful you came to see me at all, the only other person that comes here other than my parents is Jacob… and sometimes Quil and Embry, so it's nice to see a new face."

Leah nodded and smiled softly, leaning back in her chair taking a deep breath, "everyone back on the rez misses you, and they're all hoping to come and see you soon … but I'll tell them to come in groups 'cause I don't wanna traumatise you with a room full of people that you have no clue on who they are."

She let out a little laugh to herself then, and we fell into a general conversation, me asking about who was who back at the reservation and how close she and I used to be, it turned out I was one of the few she liked, saying that I pestered her until she gave in. I loved the way she seemed to relax so easily, as if I didn't lose my memory and knew exactly who she was, it was nice. She didn't treat me like a piece of glass that was about to break, or that one slip up would mean a mental break down for me, and I already noted in my mind that Leah was my new favourite person … next to Jacob.

I definitely got lost in conversation with Leah; because when I looked at the clock on my bedside draw it was nearing two o'clock, and the last time I had looked at it was at eleven.

The second knock of the day sounded on Silver's door, and still laughing at a joke Leah had made I welcomed who ever was on the other side in, my smile widening uncontrollably as I saw Jacob's huge frame open the door and close it behind him, smiling beautifully at me in return as he walked towards me.

"I brought you some clothes." He rested a large black duffel bag at the foot of my bed, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek, which I unintentionally leaned away from.

Holding hands was strange enough when it came to Jacob, and even though I couldn't deny any longer that he and I shared a strong attachment, which was proved every time my chest felt empty when he left, I still felt like things as intimate as that would need to take time. Although I had been told countless times by my father and Jacob that we were indeed very close best friends, I knew that there must have been much more to it, and I needed time to adjust to that and to decipher what I was feeling towards him, because it was extremely confusing.

It killed me to see the pained expression that crossed his face, I even almost reached out to grab his hand, but realized that that would just confuse him more.

"Sorry," I muttered quietly, looking to the floor "it's just ... you know."

He shook his head and interrupted me, his eyes apologetic and filled with such intensity towards me, "no, I'm the one that's sorry, you're not comfortable … it's okay."

I took a deep breath and smiled at him, receiving one in return, but it fell back off quickly as a glare took over his face, seeming to only just notice Leah was in the room, and his jaw clenched visibly. Something I had to force myself to stop looking at, because I seemed to find something so attractive about it.

"What are doing here Leah?" His tone was hard and cold, and my eyebrows knitted in confusion as to why he would behave so hostile to someone, it was something I had never seen before, apart from when he spoke to Doctor Cullen after I first woke up.

"Nice to see you too Black." Leah sneered as if Jacob was an insect, standing up to reach his height in an almost challenging way, from what Leah had told me I gathered that she wasn't very friendly towards other people but it still alarmed me.

It was as if they both forgot I was there, and had some sort of staring contest, both aiming a very venomous and intimidating glare at each other, and I laughed nervously as I tried to think of something to ease the tension, and slowly moved in between them to look up at Jacob.

"Leah re-introduced herself to me today … she said I was one of the few people she liked."

It was intended as a joke, only Jacob used it as ammo to throw an insult at her, "yeah, 'cause you were too nice to hate the bitch."

Leah scoffed, shooting back a just as snide remark as his, "of course she was too nice, she took all the damage you done to her didn't she?"

A very, very, very painful silence touched the hair then, and I looked to both Jacob and Leah, confused on what her remark meant, and why it got to Jacob so much. He began trembling, and I watched his teeth clench as his eyes shut tightly, he looked so angry, so furious, it scared me, I backed away slightly, bumping into Leah, who stood there watching him with a cold expression.

"Get out Leah." His voice sounded strained, and he constantly took deep breaths to calm himself, I just didn't understand why he was getting so angry.

Leah snorted, not the least bit affected by Jacob's behaviour, "I was leaving anyway," she looked at me for the first time and he gaze softened, looking to me apologetically before resting a hand on my shoulder, "I'll see you soon Silver, it was good seeing you."

She didn't even give me a chance to reply as she left the room, making sure the door slammed behind her, I turned to Jacob, his eyes still closed and his breath now even, the shaking had stopped. I stayed in my position a little away from him, a little afraid of approaching him, it had only just hit me how little I actually knew about him, and how safe and comfortable I felt when he had a side like this to him.

"Jacob … what did she mean?"

My voice seemed to snap him out of his daze, his eyes flying open and he turned to look at me, his lips pursed and he turned away, looking to the floor.

"Nothing, she meant nothing." He mumbled it, still sounding slightly angry. I let out a huff, and went to sit back on my bed, I was sick of people hiding things from me, afraid that telling me things I deserved to know would upset me, they were after all my memories too, I had a right to have my questions answered, especially if people wanted me to start remembering.

I began to undo the small buckles that clipped my back brace together, wincing slightly as I felt the pain of my back no longer feeling supported as it came off, yet at the same time it felt relieving, to not feel encased in that stupid thing anymore. A small yelp of pain left my lips as I felt a painful jolt in my back, making me jump a little and wince once more in pain at my quick movement, apparently that was my back muscles beginning to spasm, which is what Doctor Cullen told me would happen since I got a few of those torn in the accident too. The joys of being in a freeway pile up.

As if on alert Jacob snapped his head to me, forgetting that moments earlier he looked like he was about to practically explode, and got to me within two strides, which is not surprising considering his six foot frame and long legs. He reached his hands out slightly, but retracted just as fast as he looked to me worriedly.

"Are you okay? Is it your back? Want me to get someone?"

"I'm fine!" I snapped, not making eye contact as both my hands rubbed my back softly, staring at the wall opposite as I attempted to block out the uncontrollable pain that was searing through my back.

Jacob's large warm hand slowly but softly found its way to the small of my back, going under my shirt to softly rub it, using his thumb to massage it slowly in the right places. Instantly I felt terrible for snapping at him, and looked to the floor ashamedly, he always did nothing but try his absolute hardest to make sure I was happy, and here I was just rejecting any form of affection he attempted to give.

"Sorry" I whispered, still avoiding eye contact, and his other hand came down to rest on my knee, squeezing it slightly in assurance.

"It's okay," His body inched closer to mine, and I tugged on his shirt to make him sit on the bed with me, craving his warmth, which was unbelievably selfish of me.

I didn't turn away this time as he buried his face into the longer part of my hair, giving me the softest peck on the cheek, letting some sort of spark go off in my heart and speeding up its pace. Leaning my head on his shoulder I sighed, "I don't deserve you Jacob."

A long silence took over us as he let my words sink in, not that I really expected a reply, it was just a statement I felt like making, a statement that was so extremely true, and I wished I remembered him and me before my accident, so I could know just what I did to become lucky enough to have him.

Jacob rested his chin on my head, breathing softly until he spoke, "you have no idea how wrong you are Silver."

8 Months Earlier...

It was a fairly cold evening, and wrapping Jake's hoody around me tighter I walked further out onto the back porch, silently and hesitantly I lowered myself to sit on the steps beside the silent woman. Her short black hair was tight bad into a small low pony, and her stiff posture definitely indicated that she was in a sour mood, not that she was ever in a good one to begin with.

Leah turned to see who had disturbed her peace; a glare etched onto her face, but let it drop slightly as she realized it was me, turning her head back to look ahead of her she silently stared out to the woods in the back garden. It was a typical evening at Emily's, her in the kitchen obsessively cooking as always, with a few of the pack -boys in the living room on the X-Box, and little Claire sitting in the corner filling up a colouring book as she patiently awaited Quil's return.

Me, well I wasn't sure what my place was here, besides the obvious fact of being Jake's imprint, he definitely didn't make me feel like one, it was the opposite actually, and today before patrol he had put me in a sour mood, only telling me to stay so we could talk it over when he got back.

I felt a jolt of pain spasm through my chest as I thought of the reason why we argued; Bella Swan. The perfect fucking girl according to Jake, who he just couldn't seem to let go of, and it was killing me. I blinked away the tears that were threatening to spill, shoving my face into my hands, as my arms were propped up onto my elbows, I heard Leah sigh irritated before she spoke.

"What's wrong?" Her voice sounded patronising in a way, almost as if she were only asking to get rid of me, but I had known Leah long enough to know she did on some degree care.

"Does it get easier?" I mumbled, my voice slightly muffled since my face was covered, I didn't look up to see her reaction, she probably looked like she wished she never asked now, Leah was a good friend, but she had her limits, especially when it came to talks about imprints.

"Silver, I think Emily's the person to ask this … she's the one who deals with waiting for Sam when he goes on patrol."

I shook my head, lifting it up to wipe the single tear that had slid down my face, and smiled sadly at her, "no, not that … I meant dealing with watching him love someone else, does it get easier?"

I didn't really have any right to ask Leah something as painful as that, and I felt terrible when seeing her face go completely white, nobody brought it up to her, ever. I know that it was selfish but I needed something from someone, someone who knew, someone who could understand, and Leah was that person.

And whenever I visibly broke down about this she was there, because she understood, and she put her aside her hatred for imprints and imprintee's when she did, and I couldn't be more thankful for having a friend like Leah. Regardless of how cold and harsh she could be at times.

She was silent for so long, just staring at me with a blank expression, and I instantly knew that she was reliving her memories with Sam, and right about now is where I wished I just kept my mouth shut. A distant howl in the forest echoed out, and merely seconds later a few of the boys were out of the back door and heading towards the forest with their shirts off, there was clearly trouble ahead.

Leah stood, slowly walking towards the forest, and although I was angry with him I silently prayed that Jake was alright, five metre's into her walk and Leah turned around, a ghost of a smile on her face.

"Just remember Silver … if its ten weeks or ten years from now, you and Jacob are destined to be together, its fate."

And just like that she was gone, leaving me to look into the darkness of where her figure once was, replaying what she had said to me.

I am honestly, from the bottom of my heart, SOOO sorry that is soo late! I didn't expect to be off of fanfiction for so long but school is insane! I will really try to update as frequently as possible! ALSO ... even though I don't deserve to ask ... reviews would be really good! because I'm sort of slacking in that area, so please write a little something! It makes me so happy when you do!

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Giannaa- You're welcome! and thank you for thinking I rock I hope you liked this one! I wanted to show some relationships out of Silver's little bubble with Jacob and Leah seemed to fit so perfectly!

PhyscoPenguan64- I'm sorry it made you feel so sad :( But at the same time it's my aim with this story, not really a fairytale. I know! He is, but I think Jacob is just in extreme denial because he knows he can never fully have Bella, and with him hating the idea of Imprinting so much I didn't think he would accept it anyway. You may just be right, we'll have to wait and see for that! ;)

Gummy'fish'lover- Ha! FF can be a bit of a bitch when I'm on it on my phone! And more is here! Enjoy :)

crawfish4- Boys have always been stupid eh? They can never really see whats right in front of them, or they never usually want to! Either way they're annoying ¬_¬ and thank you! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Jordi- Thank you :D I hope you like my update and whats to come! :)