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Remembering Leah

Summary:
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 . . .


Notes:


5. Silent Tension

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“Nobody here has said such things Leah!” Sue tried to comfort her daughter. “Have they?” Sue altered her tone and directed it to the boys in the room.

“Don’t make them lie . . . I remember,” Leah said bluntly, “Well after she told me how everyone felt about me I remembered what was said, but not my actions to make everyone feel that way. Why do you think I’m a bitch?” She had calm herself down no tears flowed but she did want answers. Nobody wanted to look Leah in the eye, mainly because the Leah standing before them wasn’t the bitter girl they had all complained about. “Is nobody gonna answer me?”

“I’ll answer,” Jacob paused and thought before he spoke. “When you were going through the lost of your father and stuff, you became distant and may have taken out some of you anger on some of the guys. It was nothing serious, mainly name calling trivial stuff that doesn’t really matter.” Jacob countered. “We may have used to term bitch but it’s only because you pissed us off but we knew where it was coming from. We never hated you Leah . . . we all care about you.” She nodded appreciating his words and sat down beside him, something that my Bella, didn’t really like. Even though I didn’t really like Jacob Black I appreciated the fact that gave his answer so much thought and treated Leah with such sensitivity.

“I don’t remember what I said but I’m sorry if I hurt any of you. I don’t want to be a bitch.” She laid her head on Jacob’s shoulder.

“You may not have a choice.” Embry murmured and Carlisle and I glared at him. She may have found him attractive but he was way too immature for her, in the back of my mind a made a mental note to tell her just that.

“I know you don’t. Hell, you probably didn’t want to be one the first time.” Jacob ignored Embry’s stupid statement, rubbed her back and comforted her, doing all the things that I wanted to but couldn’t. He was allowed to be her friend and because of Bella I wasn’t. “You’ll be okay Lee.” He smirked and she looked up at him as if he had insulted her.

“What did you just call me?” She asked as if she were insulted. His eyes widened.

“Lee?” Jacob responded slowly knowing that he might have made a mistake. Images of Sam and their time together ran through Leah’s head so fast I wasn’t sure she was making sense of them.

“I gotta . . . I gotta get out of here.” She tried to make her exit and almost made it to the door before collapsing in Embry’s arms.

“And that’s why we are doing this in visits. We don’t want Leah to overload on memories because if she does there is no guarantee that she will remember any of the things her mind just opened up to her.” Carlisle glared at Bella, “What did you think you were accomplishing by forcing her into such thoughts?”

“I just felt she should know the truth. That she really isn’t the person that she is portraying.” Bella defended herself.

“Yes, she is!” Sue snapped, “This was my Leah before she met Sam. This was the Leah that I loved and raised! Maybe she’s just trying to make peace with everything and you ruined it!” Sue broke down and Jacob comforted her.

“I didn’t know . . . I’m sorry, I thought she was faking.” My Bella tried to apologize but Sue wanted no parts of it.

“Why were you trying to butt into something that you knew nothing about in the first place?” She continued to sob.

“She kind of right Bells, don’t inject yourself into Carlisle therapy.” Alice said trying to lighten the blow of Sue’s words. “He knows what he’s doing.” Bella nodded in understanding. Carlisle lifted Leah from Embry’s arms and placed her in the backseat of his vehicle.

Before taking Leah home Carlisle dropped Bella and me off at her house. I didn’t really have anything to say to her I was so pissed that I was scared I would say something I’d regret. We sat on the couch not touching . . . not talking.

“I’m sorry. I just thought I could make her remember quicker.” She started. Her story was starting to change at first she said she thought she was faking.

“And you did. Everything whipped through her brain and caused her to pass out.” I recapped how effective she was in today’s events.

“How was I supposed to know . . .” I cut her off.

“If you didn’t know the affect you were going to have, why did you try?” My tone was so cold it made tears form in her eyes.

“You’re so angry! Do you see why I don’t want her staying there? You can’t tell me you don’t care for her!”

“You’re right I do care . . . about her health! You are making a horrible situation for that girl worse because you are insecure as to where my loyalties lie!” I stood up I was done here. “Bella, I’m disappointed in the lack of faith you have in me!”

“I trust you Edward, it’s her I don’t trust!” She stood up and went to grab my hands but I flinched away.

“She has done nothing wrong . . . but you have. I think it would be best it we put everything on hold until Leah is cured. Maybe once she is you will return to being the woman I fell in love with.” I went to leave.

“Hold on wait, what do you mean when you say everything?” Her tears cascaded down her cheeks.

“I mean we are on hold, our wedding . . . our relationship.” I closed the door and I could hear her sobs as I walked away. I knew what I had done was for the best. I knew I had just told Alice that I promised I would keep Bella happy but after what she had done, I couldn’t lie to her and stay with her while I hated her so much. Hopefully our time apart would bring about clarity, for both of us.

I got home late. I needed to hunt to unleash some of my rage before heading home. When I entered the house I heard only the thoughts of one soul. The gentle music she played descended downstairs and drew me to her. She had her old music out and was tweaking it trying to make it sound better.

“Sounds good.” I said breaking her for her train of thought.

“What are you doing here?” She seemed generally confused.

“I live here?” I stepped in the room and sat beside her. She took her papers down and then looked at me.

“Isn’t it Bella time?” She said looking at her watch. “Yes I believe it is! Go along be a good little hubby to be!” She giggled. She put a lot of effort into remembering Bella, more than the average female would.

“Bella had other plans for tonight.” I said not wanting her to about the break between Bella and me just yet.

“Oh, well crap!” She frowned. “The one night your whole family decides to leave me with some peace and quiet you’re going to be here annoying me!” She smirked.

“Yeah me and my bronze hair.” I laughed.

“You laugh, but I’m seriously perplexed by it.” She touched a couple of strands of my hair.

“So are you going to play?” She looked confused. “The piano?”

“Oh, I’m finished. If you wanted to . . .,” Why did she look so tense? I could see the red hue coming through her copper colored cheeks. She went to leave.

“Why are you so uncomfortable?” I smiled I couldn’t help but find her behavior a little entertaining.

“I’m not uncomfortable. I was trying to be nice and leave you alone to do . . . whatever!” She rolled her eyes, all the while her cheeks grew redder.

“Who said I wanted to be alone?” I wanted her to stay with me, to keep me company; I had a lot of things going through my head. I knew that her conversation would snap me out of my funk. She stood there weighing her options. She wanted to stay but felt she shouldn’t. She didn’t know what to say so she said nothing; she looked down at her shoes and frowned.

“I know what we can do.” I led her to my room and she became extremely resistant.

“What are we doing in here?” She said standing in the middle of the floor. I went to my closet and pulled out a projector. “Wow! Eddie, what the hell is that thing?”

“A projector.” I answered.

“I know what it is!” She snapped.

“So why did you ask?” I looked up at her and she rolled her eyes at me.

“Why do you have one in your closet?” She moved in and took a closer look at the machine.

“So I can watch these.” I pulled out my collection of Charlie Chaplin films she seemed impressed.

“What these are like ancient.” I nodded. “This is very decent Edward.” I looked up at her it wasn’t very often that she used my real name.

“How do you know if you like it you haven’t even seen anything yet?” She handed me the film City Lights and I ran it through the machine. She ran downstairs and made some popcorn. When she came back she sat on the very edge of my bed holding her bowl in her lap. I sat beside her and it affected her. She looked calm but her heartbeat pounded against her chest.

“You okay?” I asked and she looked at me confused.

“Of course,” she smiled at me casually. I got up and cut off the lights completing the cinema like affect. I decided not to sit beside her so that her concentration could be on the movie. She seemed to really enjoy them. I lay down on my stomach and watched her expressions while the first film played. I picked out another film and she lay down on the bed beside where I was laying before. She had finished the bowl of popcorn apparently she was determined not to feel as weird as she did about us hanging out. I regained my position beside her.

I don’t think either of us was paying the second film any real attention. I couldn’t watch her face as well and I had seen the films a million times. Her concentration was on how close we seemed to be . . . physically. “You don’t like this one?” I asked.

“It’s good. The first one was better.” She looked at me. I sat upright and she followed suit.

“I meant to ask you . . . how you felt about today? You know seeing your mom and everything.”

“It was weird. I remembered them from the pictures that were shown to me but I really couldn’t catch any real connection nothing stronger than the photos provided anyway . . . no memories. Then there was that thing with Bella! She is really jealous over you! She wants me out of this house like yesterday.” Leah laughed, I didn’t. “Come on Eddie, its funny especially since nothing has transpired between us. She has no reason to be so worried and I do plan to be out of here as soon as I’m back to whatever my normal is.”

“I just don’t like how insensitive she’s being.” I murmured and Leah sighed.

“Yeah she was a bit of a jerk . . . but what can you do. She’s insecure it’s to be expected. What did you do to make the poor girl so jumpy?” She laughed again and then changed the subject, “I can’t believe I passed out.” It was my turn to laugh. I couldn’t believe she thought that was funny.

“Yeah you most definitely did . . . you scared me half to death in the process!”

“Awww, I scared poor Eddie Cullen!” She spoke in a baby voice, pinched my cheeks and shook my face back and forth. She was trying to be funny but all I could concentrate on was the fact that she was touching me. I grabbed her hands and looked in her eyes.

“Stop Leah, I was really worried about you.” Her laughter stopped and an awkward tension filled the room.

“I’m sorry . . . I worried you.” Her line of vision darted down to my lips and this time I was seriously tempted to take advantage of her distraction.

“Me too Leah . . .,” I got closer and let my hands caress the outline of her face, “because if you die on me who would I have to annoy?” I laughed and allowed myself to briefly kiss her cheek before sticking my tongue out at her and she shoved me.

“Classic Eddie, always looking out for yourself!” She popped me with a pillow.

“Always.”