I know there's a few of those stories where either Jacob or Leah imprint on someone in another pack but this is different. What if imprinting doesn't always grant happiness and love? The night Leah Clearwater imprinted she was desperate to be rid of her love for Sam. Her imprint's name is Nick and he's a werewolf from another pack in the east. He's dealing with a pain that may be just as great as hers. She's dedicated to her imprint and he to her but neither of them feel the love that's supposed to come with imprinting. Sometimes even imprinting can't cure a broken heart. Can they fall in love the normal way? On top of all of this the soul mate and imprint of one of Leah's pack brothers is killed by a fellow werewolf. The pain and guilt is tearing her pack apart. Somehow it all keeps getting worse from there. Is there really such thing as happily ever after? Or is life just agony and sadness? So I decided I loved this banner best! It was made by my lovely beta Delenda!
I know what you're thinking... 'WHAT she's writing ANOTHER story even though she's in the middle of two!' Well... I'm stuck, in both of my stories. So I started this one! I was just listening to Desperate by David Archuleta and I started to think about Leah. So this story popped into my head and I wrote it down. And I do not own the Twilight series obviously. I know there's a disclaimer at the bottom of this site but I like to be safe and put it in here anyways. Enjoy!
5. Chapter 5: Just a Feeling
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Chapter 5: Just a Feeling
I yawned, stretched, and sat up pushing the thin blankets off of me. I ran my fingers through my messy hair as I swung my legs out of bed. With another yawn I shuffled towards the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water felt good. As soon as it hit my face I started to really wake up.
I did my make-up in my bedroom mirror. By the time I was finished my hair was already dry. That was one of the best things about short hair. I turned my radio up so loud that I could feel it vibrating under my feet and sang along at the top of my lungs as I pulled a brush through my hair. The words from the speakers seemed to pulse all around me.
Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something i did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hangin'
In a city so dead
held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things i thought knew
And i thought we could be
You were everything, everything that i wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
All of our memories so close to me
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
So much for my happy ending
When the song finished I turned of my radio and went to grab my cell phone. Oh ya, I chucked it into the forest yesterday. Yay for me. The thought dampened my mood a lot.
“Stupid anger problems,” I muttered. Moping a bit to myself I stomped down the hall to my kitchen. What I saw made my jaw drop.
Nick stood at the stove whistling cheerfully as he flipped pancakes and eggs. Bacon sizzled in another pan. Right as I walked in four pieces of toast popped out of my big toaster. Nick’s hand shot out with the reflexes of a werewolf to catch them all on a plate. He bettered them quickly and slid them across the counter to me. I reached out just in time to catch the plate.
“Wh-wh-what… you… I…” I could barely talk through my shock.
“Good morning sunshine.” He smiled his adorable smile. “Better eat up before it gets cold.”
I nodded numbly and sat automatically at my table. It was already covered with food. I started wolfing down the eggs first. After a couple of minutes Nick sat across from me and loaded up his own plate. When I was full I leaned back and patted my stomach with a sigh.
“Thanks dude, that was the best breakfast I’ve had for a long time,” I complimented.
He only snorted. “Dude?”
I shrugged. He rolled his eyes then finished off the last piece of bacon and stood up to start clearing dishes. I leapt to my feet and helped him.
“I heard you singing,” he said.
I froze and stared at him with wide eyes.
“Don’t look so scared!” he exclaimed. “You were actually really good. You have a beautiful voice.”
I could feel a hint of heat warm my cheeks. I mumbled thanks and went back to cleaning up. Nick watched me for a minute with a peculiar expression on his face. When I looked up, right into his eyes, he finally glanced away.
Once we finished with the dishes we wandered into the living room. I plopped down on the couch and he sat down next to me. He was too close. Our legs touched and our hands brushed slightly. My mind flashed to Sam and I yanked my arm back, scooting away. He didn’t look hurt by my reaction. In fact he grinned and laughed a little.
I fought the urge to stick my tongue out at him and grabbed the TV remote in a hope to distract myself. It didn’t work very well. I was hyper aware of Nick sitting only a foot away from me. I hated myself for wishing Sam was in his place.
Time passed and a terrible feeling crawled over me. I clenched and unclenched my teeth as I fidgeted nervously. I cracked my knuckles and bit my lip. Something was going to happen. I could feel it.
“Are you alright La La?”
I laughed despite the bad feeling that just kept getting worse.
“La La? What the heck? Do you think I’m a Tellytubby or something?” I giggled.
“No, just trying to cheer you up. Is it him?” His voice got suddenly serious.
“No it’s not... Sam.” I winced when I said the name. “I just have this horrible feeling something bad is going to happen today.”
A long drawn out howl echoed from somewhere in the distance as soon as I finished my sentence. No, oh please no. I knew it had happened. I didn’t know exactly what only that it was the thing I’d been dreading. The howl lasted several long minutes before cutting off.
Nick and I stared at each other. He looked worried. I felt panic clawing at my chest. We both jumped up at the same time. We were half way to the door when my phone rang from the kitchen. I rushed to check my caller ID. It was Sam.
“Hello?” I said shakily.“Leah! Where’s your cell?” he sounded frantic.
“I took my anger problems out on it. What’s going on?” I asked.
“You need to call the Cullens right now. Then run and gather the pack.” He ordered.
“Why?” I asked quietly.
“One of your pack brothers needs you all. His imprint is dying. I just got the call from Embry. He was there when the attack happened.” Sam told me.
I swallowed. “Who?” I whispered.
There was silence on the other end of the phone. My throat felt dry.
“Sam who’s dying? Whose imprint is dying?!?”
- Chapter 1: Shattered Rose and Splinterd Wood
- Chapter 2: Fallen Star and Dropped Diamond
- Chapter 3: Fake Love
- Chapter 4: Angel
- Chapter 5: Just a Feeling
- Chapter 6: Lost Control
- Chapter 7: Wrong
- Chapter 8: Punishment
- Chapter 9: Over
- Chapter 10: It Ends Tonight
- Chapter 11: Inhuman
- Chapter 12:Forgiven
- Chapter 13: Forever
- Epilogue: The Wedding.
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