No one really had any love for the female wolf. They found her to be a bitter “drag” to be around. So they left her in her hell to morn the life she should have had. She constantly felt she had to prove herself that’s what made her take on the last newborn during battle. Only one wolf tried to help her, Jacob, but he was too late. The newborn crushed her cranium against a boulder and rendered her unconscious. Her body instantly went back to its human form and Emmett and Rosalie finished off the newborn. Alice covered the female shifters body and tried to revive her. Nothing, I heard nothing from her thoughts. I only saw blackness. We all would have thought she was dead if it wasn’t for her heartbeat. “The Volturi, she needs to be removed before their arrival. I will come to her after we are finished.” The pack removed her . . .
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Leah had been staying at our house for over a week now with no change in her condition. Physically she was fine, fit as a fiddle; you couldn’t even tell she had been attacked. She just had no memories of her loved ones or her past. Carlisle knew that her presence was causing some discomfort in our household, mainly in my relationship with Bella. Alice was concerned by her best friend’s worries and she has made no secret of the fact that she was watching me. What for I had no idea? I prided myself in the fact that I was a gentleman; I wouldn’t be disloyal to Bella’s love . . . even IF I was curious about someone else.
Anyway, this was the reason we all sat around the dining room table. So Carlisle could explain that despite all the tension Leah’s presence was causing she needed to stay. We met in the early hours of the morning. Alice had convinced Charlie to let Bella stay over so she could be a part of our discussion. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her hopes of Leah leaving our home was futile, I was content on having Carlisle burst that bubble. When Carlisle stood at the head of the table all of the side conversations ceased.
“Unfortunately, I rarely stand here with positive news, and today is no different. I’m beginning to believe that Leah’s amnesia may not be due to the blow to the head but the combination of all the stress she has been under . . . the bump on her head probably was just the icing on the cake.” We all sat silent.
“So what does that mean for us?” Alice spoke so that my Bella would have to.
“I can tell you what it means to and for me. I plan to change my course of therapy that I’ve been giving Leah. I will have to research the statistics and success rates in those who have dissociative amnesia. I also think it’s best that she stay here a while longer.” The only signs of discontentment came from Alice but it was for the sake of my fiancé and the wedding she was planning.
“Why?” Bella asked, “Why can’t she go home? Wouldn’t it be good for her to be in familiar surroundings?”
“It’s funny you mention that I plan to prepare her for a visit to her mother’s house the end of this week.”
“A visit?” Bella grumbled and I smirked her jealously was refreshing, considering I spent a good deal of my time being jealous of her involvement with Jacob.
“Yes, a visit, the reason that it is only a visit is because I don’t know what stressed Leah out to the point of wanting to forget her whole life. I don’t know what will happen if she remembers it.”
“I don’t understand her life can’t be that bad.” Bella continued to protest.
“I beg to differ,” Jasper spoke calmly, “out of all of the wolves she is the one in the most torment. She has lost a great deal in a very short period of time, that kind of lost on a regular basis could be traumatic but lumped all together . . . I thinks she has the right to blank out. I also welcome her into our home her presence has been refreshing.”
“I agree . . . lil sis is pretty cool to hang around when she’s not thinking about the fact that she doesn’t remember anything.” Emmett said and this annoyed Bella even further. Emmett immediately started calling Leah little sis trying to do fun activities with her mainly cause he doesn’t like to see anyone miserable. Sometimes Leah was a little down but she always seemed to but be gracious for the help being given to her, not only that she was handling the whole situation with more class than the average human would. I was surprised by this it was most definitely not the type of behavior you would expect from someone pegged as being bitter.
“So that’s all I wanted everyone to fully understand my decision to keep Leah in the house at least for the next couple weeks so I can gage whether the new therapy works.”
I got Bella settled in my room in the bed I had bought for her comfort. She was still unhappy even though Carlisle explained to her why it was necessary. I knew that I personally felt responsible for Leah’s unhappiness prior to her amnesia. We were the cause of the their change and the cause for them the feel the need to imprint being the reason she lost Sam, not only that in Victoria’s quest to kill Bella, Harry was killed in the process. She lost everything because of my love for Bella the least we could do is help her get her memory back.
“Bella, love, you need to understand that we should help her.” I said holding her to my chest.
“I have no problem with Carlisle helping her. I just don’t think that she needs to live here for him to do it.” She murmured against my chest. “I mean if she were a normal human she’d be at home with her family not here living with you all.”
“Yes that’s true . . . but we both know she’s is not human. It’s best that she stay with us because unlike the shifters we have practice at masking our monstrous side, they are very temperamental and if she were stumble across one of them phased she could very well have a heart attack.”
“I don’t see how that would be our fault.”
“The fact that they phased at all is our fault.” We both remained silent and she eventually fell into a deep sleep. I sat there with my fiancé remembering my early morning at the piano with Leah. Every time we had a moment to speak privately she surprised me with her wit and intellect. As I went over our meeting went through my mind for the fifth time, Leah’s nightmare consumed the forefront of my brain. A big black wolf dragging her deep down into the woods by her right ankle her blood etched around his mouth. Her screams of horror.
I slid out of bed with Bella to wake Leah. I found her lying perfectly still with her head face first in her pillow, I moved her hair so I could get a better look at her face. She wore a deep frown and clenched jaw, I shook her shoulder gently. “Leah! Leah, wake up!” She jumped up and quickly surveyed her surrounding and then looked at me and sighed.
“Thank you,” she said relieved, “that was my third dream about big scary wolves. At this rate I will never like canines.” I laughed and she looked at me confused.
“It’s just a dream Leah, they rarely mean what you think they do.” I said as I attempted to tuck her in more comfortably, then I saw the outline of a book in her bed and I had to know what she was reading. “Dracula by Bram Stoker . . . seriously?” I winced.
“Yeah seriously it’s an interesting read a little creepy but interesting. If you’re so disgusted by it why does Carlisle have it in his library?” She countered.
“I don’t know maybe you were rummaging through his stupid comedy section.” I laughed and she didn’t get it.
“It’s supposed to be horror, Eddie.” God, I wouldn’t tell anybody but I kind of like when she called me that.
“I know. Does it scare you?” I tickled her stomach and she just looked at me, obviously Leah was not ticklish.
“Don’t do that!” She said bluntly. “And to answer your question no . . . it’s not scary it’s just interesting and gross in parts when they talk about drinking blood in all that, but there are worse things that could be done to humans, for example humans that actually eat other humans . . . you know like their flesh.” She made gag noises.
“Cannibals,” Great now our kind was being compared to cannibals at least she didn’t compare us to zombies.
“I know what they are called Eddie,” she rolled her eyes at me, “now that is sick they choose to consume human flesh. If vampires were real I think I’d kind of feel sorry for them.”
“Because it’s not a craving for them, it’s a necessity.” She sighed and repositioned herself in the bed.
“So you wouldn’t be afraid of a vampire if you met one.” I said in disbelief.
“Hell yeah I’d be scared,” she laughed, “My fear has nothing to do with my empathy or my sympathy. I’d be scared shitless!” I busted out laughing.
“What so you’re saying you wouldn’t be scared of a vampire?” She countered. I thought about the Volturi.
“I would.” She smiled contented. “You know what strikes me odd?”
“No what strikes you?” She giggled slightly. Leah giggling was engaging behavior, something she shouldn’t do with someone who is engaged.
“That after all of your reading of vampires you have a dream about a wolf.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“I’d have to agree with you there. The wolf looks so angry like he’s out for my blood. I don’t know what I could have done to him.” She racked her brain as if the dream were real. I mean I recognized the wolf to be Sam. I could understand that in her subconscious that she my feel that Sam had ripped her to shreds so she dreams of him in his most vile state. She would never figure that out now that she’s conscious.
“How do you know it’s a he?”
“Because female canines are far more attractive!” She laughed again. I bet she didn’t realize why should make such a joke.
“One looks just about as ugly as another to me.” I teased and she just shrugged.
“To each his own,” She sighed. “I would feel bad for werewolves too you know.”
“Why is that?”
“Because I would imagine turning into a completely different creature hurts. Not only that you have no real control over your emotions. You aren’t allowed to get mad. That’s not fair.”
“At least their hearts still beat.” I surprised myself with that comment.
“The heart doesn’t have to beat to be effective. I think loving someone or something has just as much to do with the brain as it does with the heart. I think that I’d rather be a vampire if I had to choose.” Damn, this was one of those times you really wished you had a tape recorder.
“Well then I’d rather be a wolf.” I smirked. “Goodnight Leah.”
“Goodnight.” I leaned in and kissed her cheek briefly on impulse alone. Her skin was so hot it caused my lips to tingle. When I looked back at her she seemed highly confused so was I. Why did I just do that?