A few days had passed. Things with Sue were still tense as hell.

Things with Sam, Jake and the pack were worse. Disapproving glares, stares of hatred and comments made when they thought I wasn't listening... it was like high school all over again. But in true Leah fashion, I put up my mask and bitched to all of them. I couldn't honestly care less any more.

The inner battle between whether to feel for... him or not was getting harder each day, especially when I had to be in his presence pretty much the whole day, every day. I was confused. I was hurting.

I didn't know what to do any more, so I just shoved my feelings aside and got on with it. Tonight we had another meeting with the Cullen's, hopefully it'll teach us all we need to know. Didn't need to be around the leeches and their bleach stench for too long.

But before the good old meeting could go down, there was a pack meeting. At Sam and Emily's place. And it was compulsory.

I made my way to their little love cottage – the cottage that was supposed to be for me and Sam, not my ex-best friend and him. I still couldn't believe that it was only two years ago it had all happened. It felt like a lifetime ago now. The pain still fresh in my mind and heart... I remember that day so clearly...

School had gotten out for the day. Only two more weeks until my senior year was over, and I could spend all summer long in Sam's arms. I ran all the way home, knowing my fiancé – god, it felt so empowering to say that word - would be waiting there for me, as usual.

I had just gotten my Sam back after he went on an extended vacation – I think he'd been home about a month, the same amount of time my cousin, Emily, has been staying with us. I don't know where he went – he refused to say – but he looked all the better after it. Bigger, slightly older, and far more handsome. Not to mention yummier with the sexy as fuck tattoo he got on his shoulder.

Sam was the sweetest guy I had ever met. If he didn't meet me at school to walk me home, he'd always, without fail, be waiting at my place for me to get back.

As I reached the home, I heard strange noises coming from inside.

You gotta be kidding me, I thought to myself. If Mom and Dad, I shuddered. If they're doing what I think they're doing...

I opened the door cautiously – this wouldn't have been the first time I'd caught them, if it were them – and slipped into the house, slamming the door shut to let whoever it was know I was home.

I walked into the living room, and found all the breath leaving my body as I saw Sam, my boyfriend, and Emily my cousin and so-called best friend in a heated lip lock, with hands under clothes.

"What the hell?" Anger took over my body, even though tears were streaming down my cheeks.

They sprang apart, trying to look sorrowful; Emily even had the audacity to tear up, her bottom lip quivering as she looked at me.

"Lee, I didn't mean -"

"You didn't mean what, Emily? You didn't mean to be sucking faces with my fiancé?" I shrank back towards the wall, shaking my head.

"Did all the promises mean nothing, Sam?"

"Lee-Lee," he started, standing and making his way over to me. "Please, let us explain."

I shook my head. "How long?"

They were both silent.

"How fucking long?" I could feel my heart breaking as both their gazes cast down, and I watched as Emily bit her lower lip, something she only did when she was ashamed.

"A month," Sam gruffly spoke, bringing his gaze up to look into my eyes.

I gasped. They no longer held the love for me they once did. They were stony, and cold; black as night with no emotion in whatsoever.

"But you've -"

"Lee-Lee, I'm -"

"Don't you dare fucking say you're sorry!" I clapped a hand over my mouth, trying to hold back the loud sobs threatening to break forth from my chest, the tears coming faster down my cheeks.

"Get out."

"Lee, please." I closed my eyes, screaming at them.

"Get the fuck out!"

I didn't spare either of them a glance as I ran up the stairs, collapsing onto my bed, waiting to hear the front door slamming shut. I wasn't disappointed. Not even a minute later did I hear it bang shut.

I buried my face in the pillows, letting the sobs overtake my body, shaking my heart and soul as I cried for my lost love.

Two years, and Emily was now the one wearing the beautiful ring on her finger. Two years and I still hadn't moved on beyond one night stands.

I sighed deeply as I pulled up outside the cottage, shutting off the engine and staring out of the windscreen. My hands were tight on the steering wheel, knuckles now white as I tried to muster up the courage to go inside.

I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard the door open, and a large hand be placed on my shoulder. I needn't have looked up to know who it was, but I did anyway, and found myself looking into the eyes of Jacob Black.

"What do you want?" I groaned, pressing my head back against the headrest, slowly loosening my grip on the wheel. I felt as he took my hands in his, reaching over to unbuckle my seatbelt, surrounding me with his scent, causing my eyes to flutter shut and my heart rate to pick up slightly.

I swore I heard him whispering "you" beneath his breath, but I must have been mistaken. My ears wanted to believe that my growing feelings for him, for Jake, were the real deal. My heart picked up more speed as his fingers brushed past my breasts when he helped push the belt off me, and a soft moan escaped my lips.

"Leah?" I heard his whisper and my eyes snapped open, looking at his lips which were now inches from mine.

"Y-yes, Jake?" I was almost too scared to talk. He was consuming me, being this close and not doing anything. I watched as his eyes darkened, and his breathing became heavier – I could tell by the change in rate of the warm clouds hitting my face.

"You." I knew he had said it that time. I was not dreaming. Because his hand moved from the belt to my cheek, cupping it softly before he kissed me.

It was only a soft kiss, as light as a butterfly's wings – so light that as I watched as he pulled back, licking his lips, a small smile gracing them, I had to make sure it was real. I freaking pinched myself.

"Jake?" His grip on my hand tightened as he hauled me out of the car and into the cottage. I was in such a daze that it didn't register to me that we were moving, until I suddenly heard the noise of my pack mates.

He tricked me. He realized how I felt and used my feelings against me.

I snatched my hand from his, ignoring the look of confusion that crossed his face as I stalked over to the empty couch, taking a seat on the end, as far away from the rest of the pack as I could get.

"Can you just get on with this thing?" I all but spat out at Sam as he began a mundane conversation with Jared. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at me, before taking the spot in the middle room, clearing his throat.

"Okay, lets get this show on the road." Everyone took seats, their attention drawn to Sam, while I laid my head against the back of the couch, my eyes closed, trying to imagine it was someone other than Sam talking, and we were somewhere else other than their love shack.

I found my mind drifting as Sam droned on and on. My mind conjured up the sweetest images to ignore Sam to – images of one Jacob Black, hovering over me as his eyes darkened with lust.

I was brought out of my fantasy a while later by the sound of the pack laughing. I shot upright, glaring at all of them as they directed their laughter to me, intermittent with whispered words. It didn't take me long to realize that their laughter was directed at me.

"What?" My eyes darted around the room, taking in the looks on each guys face as they smirked and laughed. I could feel the anger in me rising as my body began to vibrate softly. Shaking my head, I bolted out of the cottage, phasing as soon as my feet hit the dirt of the driveway, taking off into the trees surrounding the property.

Running as fast as my legs could take me, I never realized that someone was following me; I was so deep in my own thoughts. I paused when I hit the Mount Rainier National Park border, thinking whether I should set foot within it or not.

Leah, stop, please. Jake's pleading voice hit my mind, accompanied by a heartbroken look. Why he showed me that image was beyond me, but I paused, turning my head to the russet wolf behind me.

So you can laugh at me again? I think not. I shook my head, lowering it slightly under his gaze. But since you're here and want to talk, mind telling me why the fuck everyone was laughing at me?

Instead of telling me, Jake replayed his memory of what happened in the meeting.

JPOV

I stood there, listening to Sam droning on.

"Although we have promised to help the Cullens with their fight against this rogue force, this does not mean that we can trust them fully yet. Obviously with the fact that -"

Sam broke off as a soft moan was heard from the far side of the couch. All our eyes shot to the figure of Leah, who lay there, eyes closed and her lips parted slightly.

"As I was saying, if -"

Sam was cut off again as Leah let out another, louder moan, shortly followed by a whispered word. Everyone began to laugh softly, including Sam, but I stepped closer to Leah to try and hear what she said.

I needn't have done so as a few seconds later, she said the same word again, only louder, followed by a hearty moan.

"Jake."

My pants suddenly became uncomfortable as the beautiful girl before me moaned my name.

The soft laughs grew louder, soon snapping Leah out of whatever dream land she was in, causing her to run.

LPOV

Fuck! My mind was stuck on the fact that I had made my attraction to Jake apparent. The worst part was that I didn't tell Jacob like a normal person would... I had fucking moaned it out in front of the rest of the pack – and Emily – where they could mock me forever.

Not to mention the fact Jake probably would never want me, seeing as he was pining after Bella fucking Swan, and I was the bitter harpy.

You are not a bitter harpy, Jake spoke, taking a step towards me. I raised my gaze from the floor, settling on his large form, watching as he phased back in front of me, not bothering to pull on the shorts tied to his ankle.

"Phase back," he whispered, placing a hand on my muzzle. I nodded and took a step back, feeling the shiver running up my spine as I took my human form once more, crouching on the ground to keep my body covered.

I could feel my whole body flush as Jake's eyes remained on me, and I kept my head down to keep from looking at him inappropriately. Bit late for that now, Clearwater.

The heat hit me before I lifted my head, and there crouched before me, cupping my cheek was Jake. I gasped softly, looking into his eyes, my heart pounding against my chest.

"You," Jake whispered, repeating his words from earlier. "I want you."