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March, 2012
~29~
I tear through my mother's box again, but there is nothing of consequence to be found.
The trust that I had in her, the small amount still left over even after she left, is gone. Dissipated. I don't know what to think anymore.
Did her affair with Carlisle happen after the Cullen's moved back to Forks almost four years ago?
Or was it before? When I was only a little girl, viewing my mother as my own personal angel, a woman who could do no wrong?
I think back to a few years ago, when Mom and Dad started fighting. What did they always argue about? His schedule? Why was she so concerned about when he did and didn't work?
Oh.
Oh.
I get it now.
~SW~
I sneak in to the computer lab during lunch to get started on my English assignment.
But I'm not alone.
Two kids sit, staring at the monitor at the opposite end of the room. Their faces are side by side, practically touching the screen. They look like freshmen who are watching porn for the first time.
Probably are.
But they don't see me, and I leave them in peace. That is until I hear that song, the song that swirls through my nightmares, reminding me of that night, the night I lost my virginity.
I stand up.
Sneaking over to stand behind the two boys, I take a look at what they are watching.
It's a video of poor quality, obviously taken from someone's cell phone. The image is dim, and it is clear it was shot during night.
The song, Give You More by Taxi Doll, is playing in the background wherever this video is being filmed. All of a sudden, moaning overtakes the song, and Leah Clearwater pops into view.
She is in a bikini, sitting in a hot tub surrounded by East-Enders. Her eyes are droopy, and her head is lolling side to side.
And I recognize the scene.
The music.
The hot tub.
The lights.
It's the party that I attended last September. That party.
I swallow down the lump in my throat, and ignore the nausea in my stomach.
I continue watching.
But as one of the East-Enders gets up and sits on the edge of the hot tub, and pushes Leah's face towards his crotch, I don't think I can watch anymore.
It's Mike fucking Newton.
Forcing Leah to blow him in front of an audience when she is obviously drunk or drugged…
Drugged?
Oh, shit.
A/N: Did anyone forget about Leah? Or Sam's favor of Bella? heh heh..