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Tearing Me Apart

Summary:
Emily/Sam/Leah multi-chaptered fic. Set post-BD, Sam decides to find some of those acquaintances of Carlisle's and take them down. He has a new lead on the human killers, and goes on a three-week trip to get to them. Who does he elect to bring with him? The one pack member who has nothing to loose. Anymore. Leah Clearwater runs with him in dead silence, until one day she breaks down and reveals the truth. He finds he has a choice to make... again.


Notes:
So... my first multi-chaptered Sam/Leah. all the others have been one-shots. and this one may actually have a happy ending. Spoilers for BD. Adult for Leah's naughty words and possibly some innuendo in later chapters.


4. Chapter 4

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I’m phasing back, I announce, and immediately do so. Before he can look I grab my white dress and let it fall over me, so I’m at least not naked in the middle of the woods with my ex-boyfriend who’s just admitted he’s still in love with me.

He takes one look at me and shimmers back to human form as well, turning away while he shoves his shorts on and then sits, cross-legged, on the damp ground. He smiles, a tiny half-smile, and then rests his elbows on his knees and eyes me intently.

“Leah,” he begins, “are you going to talk to me?”

“Yeah. I just didn’t want to do it phased.”

“Because I can’t see everything like this?”

No. Because I have to be able to lie to you. I have to convince you that this is a mistake and I think it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. “Yeah.”

“Leah, I’m really very sorr-“

“Don’t. Don’t start,” I snap. “I don’t give a damn about your apologies. I’ve heard them plenty and they don’t make anything better. What’s wrong with you? Why-“

“Are you mad that I finally told you the truth, Leah? I thought you knew this from the beginning, that everything was still… still there, I just can’t do anything about it.”

My body tenses, to the point where I’m shaking, where there’s red in front of my eyes, and I duck behind the woods and take the dress off, phasing before I can ruin the only item of clothing I have with me. I really don’t want to spend the next three weeks wandering the forest in the buff, thanks.

Sam follows. He really is going to pursue this conversation no matter how many times we shift back and forth. Leah…

I didn’t know that, I say, softly. The sorrow surprises me. A minute ago I was so furious I couldn’t keep my shape together. Why didn’t you ever tell me?

I would have thought… I thought it was obvious, Leah. I thought you knew, when I told you so many times, again and again, that I loved you, could one word undo that?

Yeah. When I’m at my most vulnerable, when I’m breaking apart because you won’t trust me, and the words you say are, “It’s over,” that undoes it all. None of it means anything to you. Why should I believe it ever did? Now the rage shows through again, and a growl starts deep and low in my lungs.

Leah, he sighs. Oh, Leah.

Besides, I’m clearly not good enough for you. I’m the girlie wolf, remember? The dead end? The freak? You have your imprint, your mate, your other half, your everything. Why would you even remember I exist?

I shove the bitterness back down, forcing my thoughts into silence. He sighs again.

How can you believe that? Leah… Leah, Leah.

I freeze, a statue at the sound of my name again and again in his voice.

How could I have let you believe that? That you weren’t enough? You were everything I could have wanted. I’m the one who isn’t strong enough for you. To be with you. I can’t, now, but at the beginning, when Emily told me to leave her alone, I could have. I should have… but I didn’t… Leah… I’m sorry.

I hiss and run into the woods, far away from him. He won’t catch me. He can’t.