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Emily stood there, frozen in shock for a second. Then slowly, she eased up. I felt her hug me back, and I could see her smile slightly.
"Careful... you don't want to get kicked." She indicated her pregnant stomach. "You mean... you've forgiven me?" she whispered.
I laughed. "Course I have, Em." It was a nickname I hadn't called her in years. "I mean- we're cousins. But Emily..." I pulled away, frowning slightly. "Will you ever be able to forgive me?"
Emily stared, dark eyes wide. Her scarred mouth opened slowly, Her eyebrows (One full, one split by her scarring) raising in shock. I cringed internally as I remembered my reaction to her accident; She deserves it. Sam deserves the guilt. I hope he leaves her, now. He's certainly shallow enough. It couldn't have happened to a more deserving couple. How could I have been so... heartless? I would deserve it if Emily hated me forever.
"Me?" spluttered Emily into the now silent room. "Forgive you?"
My heart thudded. "I knew it seems impossible. I was selfish-"
Emily held up her hand- the one that remained perfect and un-scarred. "No, wait, let me finish." She bowed her head, and when she pulled it up I saw tears in her eyes.
"I was so selfish, Leah."
"No-" I opened my mouth to protest, but she held up her hand again.
"I was selfish- don't look at me like that, I was. It was wrong of me to come here- and it was wrong of me to stay. I know you wanted me to meet Sam, but Oh-" she sighed. "I should not have looked into his eyes like that. I was curious, and it was my curiosity that ruined everything. I can understand why you hate-"
"I never-" I started, but once again I was cut off.
"Hated me, then. I know you did, Leah. I stole the person you loved, and Sam is quite a guy." she reached up and squeezed his hand. "So- I can't believe you're asking me to forgive you. Because you never made me angry with you in the first place."
I stared at her, unable to speak, unable to comprehend. It was only when my breath whooshed out that I realised I'd been holding it. And it was only when Edward Jacob came up beside me that I realised there were other people with us.
I smiled warmly at him and he smiled back. Suddenly, I was distracted again. I had hated Sam for imprinting, but now I understood everything- it was just... impossible for me to stop thinking about him.
Feeling slightly uneasy, I turned around to face the Cullens. "Um..." I said carefully.
Edward Senior laughed, to my surprise. "Leah, I know what you're going to say. I can read your thoughts. And I don't think anyone will judge the fact that you imprinted on my grandson." There were a few murmurs, but they all seemed positive. "Don't worry." Edward senior continued. "The same thing happened to Nessie and Jake a few years ago, and then with Seth and Rosalice. I think we're used to it by now. And Leah- welcome to the family."
"Um, thanks." I said quietly, feeling odd that a vampire had just been exceptionally friendly to me. I looked around- the others seemed reasonably fine with everything, though a little shocked. The only person who seemed even slightly irritated was...
"NO!" Hissed Rosalie. I stared at her in surprise as she started to lunge at me.
"Rose!" cried Alice, the tiny pixie leaping forward and pulling her sister back.
"Aunt Rose?" Asked Edward junior quietly from beside me. "What's wrong?"
"Haven't we got enough mutts in the family?" She snarled. A moment later, several other snarls echoed hers.
"Rosalie!" Cried Esme from behind her adopted daughter. "You are not to speak of the wolves like that!"
Rosalie straightened up, and I cringed slightly at her expression of pure loathing.
"Fine." She spat. "But before we do anything, you and I need to talk." She pointed at me. "NOW."
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I walked outside warily. The leech walked stiffly next to me, her arms folded tightly across her chest. I sidled along next to her, feeling awkward. What did she want?
When we reached the end of Ness and Jake's garden, she stopped walking and turned grudgingly to face me.
"We need to talk." She spat, leaning against the side of the house.
"Yeah, you said." she glared at me as I spoke, her blonde hair hanging down the sides of her face and shadowing it. I was sorely tempted to pick up a sharp rock and slice through the thick blonde strands- see how she felt- but I didn't. Not that I cared about the spoilt brat vampire's vanity. But I didn't- I wanted to keep the truce, for Edward-Jacob's sake.
"What do you need to talk about?" I asked quietly. "It's not like I'm the first one to imprint on a member of your family."
"We need to talk." She said once more. "About the well being of my great-nephew."
I couldn't contain the scoff that burst from my mouth, but I silenced instantly when I saw the evil look on her face.
"What? What do you think I'm going to do- give him drugs? Rape him? Are you kidding? All I want is to keep him s-"
"Don't say that!" Rosalie screamed. "I've heard that too many times- I want to keep them safe and happy."
I stared at her. "Yeah, but I do-"
The leech grabbed my arm with severe strength, her posture clear that she was threatening to rip it off. "I am talking about what happened to Emily."
I froze.
"Your cousin. Look what hanging around with a wolf did to her."
I thought of when Emily's face was symmetrical; beautiful. Her eyes were wide, her mouth full, her cheeks smooth. Now, huge scars sliced open half of her body, distorting the features, ruining them.
All it took were five words; "You're just like your father." I remembered the memory, played many times in Sam's head. Emily had confronted him about why he had left me, feeling for her cousin although she had feelings for Sam, too. When he said he couldn't tell, she accused Sam of being just like his father, always running away from everything. She knew she'd hit a nerve once she said that- Sam hated his father for running away and leaving he and his mother.
One moment- a second of pure anger- was all it took for Sam to attack, and Emily was bleeding on the floor, pain digging into her.
I couldn't imagine doing that. I was no longer bitter- there was no weak spot, no achilles heel inside me any more.
Was there?
Was there something inside me that would hit a nerve? I didn't think so.
" But the case is different." I whispered to Leah. "With Emily, she was angry because he'd left her cousin, because he'd left me. But now-"
"I'm not just talking about that!" Rosalie hissed. "I am talking about the way you behave all the time!"
"What do you mean?" I gasped. I couldn't think of any way I'd behaved viciously...
"Jealousy." Spat the bloodsucker. "Anger. Holding a grudge against someone for years because of something that wasn't their fault!"
"Ok, I know I did some bad things, but I've changed-"
She cut me off. "Mood swings (She started listing on her fingers), snap decisions, phasing every time something bugs you, refusing to reconcile with people, running away for fifteen years into the wilderness."
"I-" my throat choked up. I knew that was a stupid thing to do...
"But that's not the worse thing." Oh no, she had to go on. "Leah, you put your own needs in front of others."
"What are you talking about?" I snarled, as hurt rippled through me.
"Leah, you left for fifteen years! And then you waltzed back and expected everyone to forgive you. You just thought you could barge into our lives and continue your life." She sighed, turning away. "But things change, Leah. You're not a child any more- though, I must admit, you act like one. But people aren't toys. They don't stay in the same place you left them, ready for you to pick them up again."
"What are you accusing me of?" I growled.
"Leah- I'm worried about my great-nephew- because you're unstable."
I froze again. "What. Did. You. Call. ME?"
"See, that's just my point!" she turned around and stared. "You get too angry over little things..."
"LITTLE things?" I roared. "You called me childish! You said I was UNSTABLE!"
Unstable, unstable, unstable, unstable... The word repeated in my head as I tried to calm myself down, infuriating me even more.
"Leah... calm down..." The leech actually sounded worried. "Don't do anything... dramatic..."
So was that all she thought of me? A drama-queen? I snarled, heat rising inside me. I started quivering...
Unstable... You stupid mutt... You aren't a child, but you act like one... people aren't your toys...fifteen years... the way you behave... Her cruel words repeated in my head, causing me to shake even more... Unstable, Unstable, UNSTABLE!
With a burst, I leapt through the air and exploded. Silver fur exploded from every pore, my clothes falling in shreds to the ground. I snarled, and the vampire screamed as I lunged for her.
Call me unstable, will you?
I knew, at that moment, I'd found my weak spot.
Author's note: Hiiii! Sorry about not updating for a while but I had more exams... :(
Did you like it? Not that much happened, but Leah finally forgave Emily! Yay! The next chapter will be very exciting!
And now, dear readers, I have a surprise for you. I would like to talk to you about...
The wolf girl poster competition!
Um... yeah. What a lame name.
Anyway, I've seen this Idea on a few other fics. Basically the way it works is that the readers upload a cover or poster for the fic on deviantart, and then private message the author with the link or review with the link to the thing. The author will judge them, then announce the winner and runners up (plus give a mention to anyone who could be bothered to do it) in a chapter of the fic.
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