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Now This Happens

==================== Photobucket ==================== ^^Banner By Me^^ Sam left me and my father passed away. Leaving me with a broken heart to mend and the responsibility of keeping a family united. Making me the heartless-egotistic-unyielding bitch I now am. Life has hit me pretty hard and just when I thought things cant possibly get any worst, this happens...

le="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 12.0px Papyrus;">This is My first attempt on a Jacob/Leah Fic. Eclipse AU. I tried to keep true to the characters. Genre: Humor. Drama. Angst **Rating set as a precaution** Disclaimer: All belongs to SM. Plot belongs to me. Hope you all enjoy! ^_^

1. Waking up in Vegas

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Don't be a baby

Remember what you told me

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

~Waking up in Vegas- Katy Perry

Chapter One:

=Waking Up in Vegas=

“Do you, Leah Clearwater accept Sam Uley as your lawfully wedded husband?” Billy asked. As an Elder of the tribe, Billy Black was our priest.

I looked up at my future husband’s eyes and couldn’t believe this was about to happen. His eyes sparkled with glee. The sunlight beamed down at us. The waves hit the shore of First Beach. It was all too perfect - almost like a dream come true.

I had always known he would choose me in the end. The imprinting wouldn’t ruin our story. We were meant to be. Nothing was going to change that.

And I am more than happy to become the one and only Mrs. Uley. Mrs. Leah Uley had a great ring to it when you thought about it.

“I do.” I answered, while I slipped the ring onto his ring finger. An annoying ringing sound was ruining the mood, but I kept my eyes glued to Sam’s.

“Do you, Sam Uley accept Leah Clearwater as your lawfully wedded wife?”



“I do.” I smiled, and looked expectantly at the ring being placed on my ring finger.

“Now, you may kiss the bride.” With the sound of the seashell horn, I looked up to find that the man I was about to kiss was not Sam. It was... no !

I woke up from my dream hastily. It was too good to be true. The truth of the matter is that Sam engaged to my cousin Emily. It was only because he had imprinted on her! Imprinting wasn’t love!

I know Sam still loves me. Soon, I’ll find a way to make him see, and everything will go back to normal.

He would go back to loving me.


My eyes opened fully. Rubbing them, I looked over to my left to find the source of the irritating sound. It was my cell phone. I looked at the screen to find that I had more than twenty missed calls. As I opened to see who wanted so much to speak with me, I found they were all from Seth. For some reason my head felt like it was about to explode. I scrolled down to his name, and pressed the “call” button.

The phone only rang once before it was picked up.


“Ugh! Seth, why do you have to be so loud?” I groan. I swept my free hand across my face in an attempt to calm the throbbing headache that was quickly developing.

Seth was asking a million questions all at once. Why couldn’t he lower his voice?

“Seth, calm down!” I demanded.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!” I hissed.

“I was worried.”

“I’m fine Seth. Is something wrong?” I said, almost smiling at how much he cared about me.

Ever since our dad died, he had taken the role of the man of the house. He took good care of both my mother and I, but he failed to grasp that I know how to take care of myself.

“Where are you right now?”

“What do you mean?” Wasn’t I in my room? I looked around, only to find out two things were very wrong.

One. I wasn’t in my room. Or someplace I know in the matter.

Two. A man was lying on the other side of the bed.

Ahh!” I automatically went into defense mode, kicking the man onto the floor. He landed with a loud ‘thud.’ Oh. My. God!

“Leah? Leah? Is everything alright? Leah!” I had dropped my phone onto the side table. I wrapped my blanket around my body and picked up the phone.

“I’ll call you back.”

“Le-” I hung up the phone before slowly walking around the bed. The man had landed with his face smashed into the floor. Was he dead?

I ventured to go near the body and poked it with my foot. The body began to snore; it wasn’t dead.

I tucked my foot under the body, and turned it over to find that it was none other than…Jacob Black?


He was wearing boxers, and his eyes were closed. His chest descended and ascended as he took slow and deliberate breaths.

Now I was annoyed.

Jacob! Black! Wake up this instant!” I screamed as loud as I could while trying to shake him awake.

“Rachel...let me...sleep.” he grumbled.

“I’m not Rachel, you dimwit! Wake up before I kill you!” He didn’t even flinch!

“Jacob Black! Wake up. Now!” I yelled in between blows.

“Alright. Alright, woman I’m awake!” He yawned. I waited for him to get off the floor.

“Leah?” He looked up at me questioningly.

“No, your father.” I replied, giving him a menacing look.

“What are you doing in my room?”

“Your room? Look. Black, you have five seconds to tell me what is going on.” I demanded. He gave me a blank look, like he had no idea what I was talking about.

“That’s exactly what I want to know. And stop screaming. My head is killing me.” He went back to the bed grabbing a pillow to cover his face. This was going to take a while.

I pulled out my hair in frustration. This boy was making me lose all patience.

Sighing, I made my way to the bathroom. I didn’t want to phase here (wherever here was) so I needed to calm myself down. Stripping off my clothes, I tossed them aside. I moved the shower curtain out of the way.

Taking my time, I showered and washed my hair. My headache had somewhat resided. Feeling more relaxed; I stepped out of the shower, and took a towel off the rack. Wrapping it around myself, I used another to dry my long, dark hair.

I wiped the fog away from the mirror, and scrutinized the girl staring back at me.

My eyes were blood red but that was no surprise. Ever since Emily had stolen Sam from me, I hadn’t been very caring. Shaking my thoughts away, I continued to scan the rest of my face.

My lips were swollen. Did something happen between Black and me? I lifted my left hand to touch my lips. That was when I caught sight of what I had on my hand.

“No. No, this is not what I think it is.” I went to the sink and let the hot tap water run. I scrubbed my hand as hard as I could.

“You have to be kidding me.” I had no success. Why wasn’t the soap doing its job? This had to be a twisted joke. I still didn’t understand why it wasn’t coming off.

Right on my ring finger was a black tattoo, which looked strangely like a rig. In the center, the letter “B” was still black as ever.

Had I married Black?!

I quickly tossed on my clothes, and ran out of the bathroom to find Jacob still curled up on the bed.

“Black! I’m going to kill you!” I launched myself on top of him, trying to decide whether Billy would be angry if I suffocated his son for being an idiot.

“I can’t believe you did this to me! Why me, Black?” He started to move under me. Suddenly I felt his strong hands catch hold of my wrists. Suddenly, he was on top of me. How had he flipped me around?

“Let me go! I screeched.

“Not until you tell me exactly what is wrong with you!” He howled. It was as if I could almost see smoke coming out of his ears. He was furious. Still, his fury was nothing compared to mine.

“If you haven’t noticed, we are not in Forks! In fact, I don’t even know where we are. We slept in the same bed, and to sum it all up, we both have matching rings tattooed on our ring fingers. That is what’s wrong with me. Now let me go!”

He let my wrists go but didn’t move off me. His eyes searched his left hand for the tattoo. With my hands I shoved him off me.

He hadn’t uttered a word. I got up, walked over to the dresser, and tossed Jacob his clothes. “We need to head home. Everyone must be worried sick.”

“Leah?” I heard him ask. I stopped what I was doing, and turned to face him.


“Did we do what I think we did?” Right now, I’m not sure what was going on… “we didn’t get married. Did we?”

“Black, for your sake, I hope we didn’t.” I answered truthfully. Nothing would be worse than being married to Jacob.

I mean, out all the people in the entire tribe, I would accidentally marry Black? I thought I could do better than that. I probably would have if it wasn’t for that-

“So why does this say that we are?” He interrupted my rant, pointing at a paper that read “Certificate of Marriage.”

“No!” I stomped my way toward him and snatched the document from his hand. This all had to be a terrible joke from one of the guys.

The document read:

Certificate of Marriage

This certificates that

Jacob Billy Black and Leah Lee Clearwater

Were United in Marriage on this day,

the 27th of October In the year 2009....

“No! This can’t be.”

“Oh, but it is.” He replied as he leaned back on the bed.

“Why in the world are you so damn calm? Don’t you see what this means? And, oh my goodness, the “B” stands for Black! This is a nightmare, and you’re just relaxing like nothing is going on!” I exploded.

“Well, this is obviously just a prank from the guys…or maybe it’s just a nightmare.

Breathe Leah. Breathe. Count to ten. One...two...three...

“It has to be. Who in their right mind would willingly marry a complete lunatic?”

That did it!