Hey :) I randomly got this idea in my head sooo....I just kinda wrote it down. Then I figured I might as well upload it. I'm getting into the Leah and Jacob thing now. This was intended to be a one-shot, but I MIGHT keep writing....It depends what you guys think :) Leave a review and let me know. Hope you enjoy!

A/N 19/04/10: The poll for the playlist is now closed :) I've gone through every chapter and added a little section from the song that inspired it, specially for you people who want to listen to the songs while reading (Y) xx

Em xx

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, and unfortunately, Jacob Black :(

"Cause I have photographs and memories of the times,

You were on my mind, and I was alone.

And I have poetry and drawings of my life,

When you weren't on my side, and I didn't know,

Just what is love..."

Jason Reeves – Photographs and Memories

It had been a month since Bella's transformation. Jacob had been in pieces ever since the birth of Renesmee, and Seth was worried. Even Leah was worried, although she wouldn't admit it to herself. They'd stopped patrolling the perimeter of the Cullen's manor - Leah didn't want anything to do with "the spawn", and Jacob couldn't be near Bella or Edward without it almost killing him. Seth was the only visitor there now. Leah had discovered new emotions in the past few weeks that she hadn't thought herself capable of feeling; sympathy, pity, and empathy. She felt sorry for her Alpha because she knew how much it hurt to love someone and have them abandon you. She remembered Sam all too well.

Leah knew how no one understanding only made everything feel worse. She and Jake hadn't always gotten along well, but she'd moved past the stage of wanting everyone to feel her pain. Now she would give almost anything to take the pain away from Jake. People still treated her like she was a moody bitch. Or like she would phase at a moments notice and rip them to shreds - Leah hated that. All she wanted was to let someone in. But nobody was willing to know the real her.

With a sigh, Leah picked herself up off her bed where she had been sitting cross-legged, deep in thought. She knew Jacob wouldn't want to know. He'd push her away - but it was worth a try. She changed into a white summer dress that came down to her knees, so that she wouldn't phase. It was her only remaining dress, and knowing that it could be left in tatters would stop her from phasing if things got out of hand. Leah dragged a brush through her hair, pulled on some white flats and then left the house. The walk to the Blacks' house would do her good. As she walked she thought about what she would say to Jake when she got there. She had no idea; he just needed to know that she understood. When the house was in sight she wondered if he actually would be home. The guys had all been trying their best to get him out of the house and cheer him up, unsuccessfully. They'd never seen him this miserable. With a sudden rush of anger, Leah hoped that Bella felt guilty for what she was doing to Jake. Then, surprised at herself, she calmed herself down. She didn't wanted to be angry-bitch Leah anymore.

"Hey Billy, is Jacob there?" she asked when Billy answered the door. Leah smiled at Jake's dad, trying to be as friendly as possible. Billy smiled back.
"Yeah Leah, he's home." His smile faltered a little. "But I don't know if he'll be much company....he's still down. Won't sleep. Doesn't eat much." Leah nodded sadly.

"That's why I came over," she said. "I know what it's like. I thought I might be able to help him or something..." Billy's smile returned.

"I appreciate it, Leah. Come in. He's in his room."
"Thanks Billy." Leah stepped into the small house, closing the door behind her. Billy told her which door was Jake's room and she started down the corridor, suddenly feeling a little nervous. She pushed the nerves aside and knocked on the right door.

"Go away," came Jake's deep voice from inside. He sounded more miserable than she thought. Leah rolled her eyes and opened the door a crack.

"Jake?" she asked, opening the door wider and stepping in.

"Leah?" He was sitting on his bed, staring out of the window when she walked in, but looked up at her in suprise when he heard her voice. Leah saw his eyes travel down her body and blushed.

"Hey....I...um...how're you feeling?" Jake swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there, staring at his hands in his lap.

"Not good."

"Oh, Jake." Jacob looked back up at her again, surprised by the sympathy in her voice. Leah sat down beside him on the bed. "I hate seeing you like this," she said. "Honestly. I do hate it."

"What are you doing here, Leah?"

"I came to see how you were....I want to help...."

"There's nothing you can do. There's nothing anyone can do." He sighed. "I'm such a mess."

"I know how it feels. We're more alike than you think, y'know."

"How's that? And why are you being so nice to me?" Leah smiled sadly.

"I've been through this before. Believe me, it was one of the hardest things I've ever done. But you do come out the other side better than when you went in.....I'm just taking a little longer than I should."
"Leah, please don't make this about you." Jake stood up, walking over to the window and rubbing his face with his hands. "I get that the thing with Sam hurt you, but this is different."

"It's not that much different," said Leah, getting up. "But either way, pushing people away won't help. I learnt the hard way. I was a bitch to everyone and now, when I don't want to be horrible anymore - when I try to help people - they think I'm just being a bitch as usual." She walked over to the window and put her hand on Jake's elbow. "Jacob.....please. All I want to do is make you feel better. Believe it or not, I actually care about you." Jake lowered his arms and looked down at her.

"I don't think I love her anymore, Lee." Leah tried to keep her expression from looking shocked or surprised. Jacob continued, "Things are different now. I...I feel like she's not my Bells anymore." Leah nodded, biting her lip.

"Admitting it's one of the hardest parts. Sam....he never looked at me the way he looks at Emily. And...he hurt me. When he left. People who love you don't hurt you. Not if they're worth loving in the first place."

"And Bella's hurting me," Jacob stated.

"Yes. Yes, she is."

"Lee...can I ask you something?" Leah nodded.

"Of course."

"Why are you being so nice to me? You could just let me wallow, y'know. You could just leave me to deal with this on my own."

"But I don't want to. I'm not all bad. I can be nice. I can be friendly. Sometimes, I'm my old self again. I don't want people to feel the pain I feel anymore. I want to take pain away, not cause it." She sighed. "You were nothing but good to Bella, Jake. You don't deserve this. I don't want you to end up like me. Someone who when they want to let someone in, is pushed away. Someone who nobody wants to know the real side of." Leah blinked furiously, looking away. Stupid tears, she thought. Why the hell am I crying? I'm meant to be making him feel better, not worse!

His expression softened even more as he looked at the girl before him. Leah was usually so strong, so...able to cope. It was horrible to see her crying, and so lonely. He turned so that he was facing her, wishing he could just make her tears stop. "I don't mind if you let me in," he said gently. Jacob's hand somehow found hers. "I won't push you away, Leah. I promise." Now Leah felt the tears starting to slip down her cheeks.

After waiting for so long for acceptance, she'd found it. Someone wanted to know the real her. They weren't afraid of talking to her in case she tried to kill them. Leah laughed sadly. "Look at me. I come here to cheer you up and I start crying." She wiped at her face. "Sorry Jake."
"You don't have to apologise. I should be apologising for being such an ass. I'm glad you came over. I needed to know that someone else understands." Leah nodded.

"Anytime." Jacob smiled and wrapped his arms around her when she started crying more.

"We can help eachother," he said. Leah nodded again.

"Yeah. We can help eachother." Leah pulled back a little to look up at him. She gave as happy a smile as she could muster. "Thanks, Jake. For not pushing me away." Jacob smiled back.

"Thanks for making me feel better, Lee." They stood in silence for a while, both grateful for the other. Neither of them were alone - they were together on this.

And together, they'd find some sort of sweet escape.