Leah POV

I woke up to someone poking me. Hard. I opened my eyes and practically screamed. The sickly sweet vampire smell filled my nose. Ugh. What, exactly, was the vampire b**** doing in my face?

"Get up." Her voice was full of command.

"Who made you the boss of me?" I retorted. I was going to get up anyways, but I stayed on the ground just to prove my point.

"Just get your a** of the ground Clearwater."

"I'm so honored, I didn't we know we were on a last name basis Mrs. Cullen. And you might want to watch your manners, they tend to get a little out of control." She snarled, but I didn't budge.

"Fine. Just stay there. See if I care." She walked away. Curiosity got the best of me and I yelled out to her.

"What did you even want?" She turned, slowly. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotion: anger, sadness, and jealousy.

"To show you what you've done to your pack." It felt like my heart stopped cold, I never wanted to review the damage I might have caused, however little it might have been. I got up and walked to her.

"What do you mean?" I asked her softly.

"I mean, that you've hurt them all Leah. Embry, Quil, Seth, and Jake. Even Sam's pack Leah. They see it as a betrayal."

"A BETRAYAL?!" I wasn't sleepy anymore. I was wide awake, and furious.

"Need I remind them, that they were the ones complaining about me all the time? That Sam was the one who broke my heart first, and then Jacob? Do they want to ruin any chance of a happy ending for me??"

"Don't tell me. But, they've been, ah, not understanding this whole, um, ordeal. And Jake keeps asking Edward to figure out Jarrett's mind. He thinks that Jarrett is some sort of rapist or something, that's going to use you." I nodded. Typical jealousy.

"Why are you telling me this? Why not Edward, or someone that won't start a b**** fight between us?"

"Because, well, Jake needs to get over you. He really does, especially since you moved on because of his decision. That I made him make."

"Whatever. That's not news to me." She growled.

"Look Clearwater, I'm trying to be pleasant. You could try a bit too."

"I'll do whatever I want, even if it includes getting you p***** off at me."

"Fine. Whatever." She threw her hands up in the air. "I honestly don't know why I'm telling you this. Maybe its because I think you need to be helped, maybe its because I've gone temporarily insane, or maybe because I think you deserve a happy ending. But not with Jacob." I looked at her for a long while, trying to figure out if she had some plan she was making. I figured I had overestimated her, and that she'd be too ditzy to make a plan like that.

"Fine. But how is this info supposed to help me?"

"I don't know! I thought you should know!" She looked at me. Of course. I'm supposed to be the one with the answers. We had been walking to the treaty line, unconsciously. She stopped, remembering that she wasn't allowed on our reservation anymore.

"Go talk to them Leah. You'll see what I mean, about the betrayal." She turned.

"Oh, and Leah?"

"Yeah?"

"I really do think you deserve some sort of happy ending." She left, and I felt stunned. The spoiled, bratty, little selfish b**** actually said I deserved a happy ending. If I wasn't Leah Clearwater, I would've teared up. But I am, so I didn't. So instead of feeling giddy and happy, I focused on being furiously p***** at my pack, and at Sam's. They were so going to die, all of them were. I stepped over the treaty line, and was met, by guess who? The two almighty Alpha jacka****. Lucky me.