a/N: i own nothing and thanks my few reviewers and reader hehehe. i'll try not to abandon this little fic.
the next paragraphs is an extract from breaking dawn.p.363.
I think it's more like she's living vicariously.And if Bella asked me to help her with though I probably don't think too much of her, I'd probably do the same as the bloodsucker. Because if it was turned around, I'd want Bella to do that for me. And so would Rosalie. We'd both do it her way.
Okay so I was reading through Leah's and Jacob's interaction on BD again, and these lines were where I got the "inspiration" for this story. It's basically Leah's maternal side. hahaha with a bit of blackwater on the side.
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5. Get out while you can, the meter's running down
"Fuck!"She cries. And hits the dashboard with her fist before turning the steering wheel all the way until she's making a very fast and dangerous u-turn in the middle of the highway. The screeching wheels ovepower Claire's wailing, who's crying as a secondary effect to her aunt's despair.
"Where are you going?"Nessie asks. Leah's eyes are bulging, and furious tears streaming down her face. Maybe her cousin was right, and she's unstable and bipolar, and completely uncapable of taking care of these children. Because she's sure she's frightening not only Claire but Nessie too with her erratic behavoir.
"Back" she strangles a cry and tries to wipe her face unsuccesfully. Stupid Emily, and idiotic Rachel. She can't really blame Kim, she was going to do what the other two decided."Buckle your seatbelt Nessie and Claire's" Nessie's smarter than you average child does as she's instructed and keeps from asking anymore questions.
"FUCK!!FUCK, FUCK!!!!"Swearing is certainly something Emily would've never done in the presence of two young children. But she's not Emily,though she wishes she could be her right now. She wishes she could be as selfish as her hag of a cousin and keep driving instead of going back.
She had been washing her face in the bathroom of a diner. After his stupid letter she needed a clear head to keep driving. Claire and Nessie were oblivious, splashing water to each other when her cellphone rang.
It was not a call. It was a one word text from Rachel.
Help. It read.
"They're dead.."Leah is not sure Nessie's whisper is a question or a statement, but Nessie's horrified expression is enough to snap Leah back to focus. She hits the breaks suddenly. And gets out of the car to scream at no one in particular and then proceeds to sit on the pavement to cry silently.
When the car door opens again is not the driver's but the backdoor. And without warning,Leah's embracing them both as hard as her arms will let her. Claire is still breathing heavily the ocasional whimper will escape her lips, while Nessie lets her tears run down silently.
"We're going to be okay" She finally says once they're on the road again, driving away from home. And even if Nessie knows Leah does not believe it. For some unexplainable reason Nessie does.