The Twilight Twenty-Five (thetwilight25 dot com)
Prompt: #23 Strength
Pen Name: Maddie-the-Muse
Pairing/Character(s): Leah Clearwater, Sthe Clearwater
Rating: T
Word Count: 394
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She couldn't catch her breath; her lungs screaming for air that just wouldn't come.
The walls felt like they were pressing in on her. The room she had taken comfort in her whole life suddenly felt like a prison. Remembering all the moments she had shared with him in this very room.
She couldn't take it.
She needed to be anywhere but in this room.
Leah slid her window open and wrestled the screen out of the frame. She climbed through using the chair from her desk. She crab crawled across the roof of the garage taking deep gulping breaths once she was out of site of her window.
Sam had left her. Sam, who had been her reason for happiness, had turned his back on her without even a reason why. He had only said that things were through between them. That he was sorry. That there was no changing his mind and No, there was nothing she could do to fix it; whatever it was.
She had thought—hoped—since his return from the mysterious trek into the forest that he refused to tell her about, that they could get back to where they had be before he disappeared. They had been talking about what they would do when she graduated; talking about getting married. And now, he wanted nothing more to do with her ever again.
Leah slid down the wall of the house, sitting heavily on the garage roof. She raised her knees and curled her arms around them, trying to hold herself together as her chest heaved with sobs she was unable to stop. She buried her face in her folded arms and let the grief wash over her. Letting go of her hopes and dreams as she her tears fell.
She had been so wrapped up in her grief that she didn't notice her brother had joined her on the roof until he reached a tentative hand out to her and touched her arm. "Whatever it is, it will be okay, eventually, Leah," Seth said as he shifted up the roof, sitting next to Leah and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. He sat quietly, holding Leah as she cried for her loss; being strong for her when she wasn't able to be strong for herself. No matter their differences, Seth would always be there for his sister.