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Rated M for later chapters and coarse language.

"I know that's what people say- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, you'll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him." - Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn


I could remember that day like it was yesterday.

We were 18. He took me to a small but decent sized diner. He was fidgeting every few minutes. He seemed to be nervous but I had no idea why. His eyes were frantically looking everywhere but his focus never landed on me.

"Hey Sam? Earth to Sam?" I waved my hand in front of his face.

"Hmmm... what?" His eyes snapped back up to me.

"You've been zoning out lately. Is everything alright?"

"I-" He opened his mouth to say something but before he could say anything the waitress came to take our orders.

"Ready to order?" She clearly wasn't interested in what we wanted. Usually snarky remarks would infuriate me but it was a late Friday night. Even the smallest of places can have a herd of customers. She must've had plans but was stuck working a shift. Working at a restaurant myself, it was understandable. So I gave her a pass and tried to make her shift slightly bearable.

"I'll have the classic cheese burger, a milkshake and some fries."

"I-I. I'll have what she's having."

When she left I turned back to him. "I hope everything's okay. You know, no matter what, you can always tell me." I smiled and placed my hand on his.

"I'm sorry. I know this so far hasn't been the ideal date but I promise I'll make it up to you."

I couldn't help but giggle at him, "The date started 20 minutes ago. We have the entire night to make up for it. And you didn't ruin anything. Focus on relaxing. I'm sure whatever has you worked up is not as big as you're making it out to be."

The intensity of his posture decreased and his gaze soften, "You're right. Like always-"

"Hell yeah I am!" I interrupted and stuck out my tongue.

Finishing our food, we drove to Port Angeles. Sam was still aloof from earlier but I did not pry.

Sam isn't exactly the most open person out there. He's guarded and emotionally closed off to most people - but not to me. His reputation in La Push wasn't the best because of it either. Most saw him as some trouble making bad boy who could care less about the feelings of others. A boy who was just like his father. They would assume he was just being his usual self. But I knew better. Something was up. Hopefully the movie would take his mind off of things, even if only for a few hours.

"Rom-com or action-comedy?" I looked at the posters, already knowing what he'd pick.

"The Rom-com sounds great." He said sheepishly.

I stare at him. He's not a fan of Romantic Comedies. Though, to be fair, neither was I. Most were so cliched and cheesy that it was hard to watch. I did have some guilty pleasures here and there but I wasn't that big of a mush ball.

"I uh thought it would be a good movie. It looks interesting." He said, a faint blush spread across his cheeks.

I could feel the heat rise in my own cheeks. Awwww. He was the cutest thing ever. It was hard not to fall in love with him over and over again.

We haven't said the 'L' word to each other. There was no need for it. We both knew how the other felt. We didn't need to be overly affectionate. Words weren't anything in comparison to actions.

I silently agreed. As soon as we payed for our tickets, I dragged him over to the concession stand.

After an exciting night in Port Angeles, we made our way to the beach. It was around midnight at this point and even though I was barely awake, I was having the time of my life. Sam might've been tense in the beginning but even he was laughing and giggling with me. I still didn't know what was going on earlier. But no matter how curious I was, I knew he'd open up about it sooner or later.

He grabbed the blanket from his truck and set it down. Sitting up, curled into his side, watching the stars. It felt right. Like two puzzle pieces. We were connected in ways nobody could understand.

That was when it happened. The moment that changed my life forever.

"So umm Leah. I need to talk to you." He stated so suddenly and stood up. He was finally going to tell me. I knew that much. But I had no idea how amazing it would be.

I crossing my arms, and stood up as well, "Is everything alright? I-" I couldn't breathe. Samuel Uley was now kneeling in front of me. It was as if all of my fantasies were coming true in this one moment.

"I'm sorry about this shit date we had. I was working up the courage to ask you this so bear with me," he chuckled nervously before grabbing my hands.

"We've been together for 4 years now. And everyday, I know it hurts when you're not around. You have made me a better person in ways I couldn't image. You make me happy. You are my other half, my soul mate. I know you are the one for me. I love you so much that it hurts. What I'm trying to say is...," he pauses and with one hand, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small box. "Leah Clearwater, will you marry me?" He opens it to reveal a small but beautiful diamond ring. And it wasn't just any diamond ring. It was his mother's.

"Y-yes! Oh my gosh yes!" I flung myself at him and cried into his shoulder. This was the happiest day of my life.

I couldn't control my laughter as I hit him. "So that's what had you all worked up?! You were sweating bullets! I thought you had a run-in with the police."

He smiled and spun me around, " For you, I'd do anything. Even if it broke the law. Just to make you happy."

We engaged! We were together and I knew it would last forever. We were destined to be soul mates. Nothing could tear us a part.

But what goes up, must come down eventually.

…I was stupid to think this would last.

Present Day

The waves beneath me crashed violently against the ridged rocky cliffs. I stared out into the distance. Today's the day. Sam and Emily announced their wedding months back and I thought I could handle it. But as I sit here quietly, watching mother nature mimic my inner turmoil I knew I was wrong. How could I have been so stupid? Why did I wait around La Push for almost 2 years hoping, wishing someone would come back to me? That he'd come back. It was nothing more than an empty wish.

I know I should've moved on. I know I should've started to piece my life together by now. But I was lost in the past. Everyone I knew either hated or tolerated me. Everyone I loved left me. Am I that worthless? The only people who I can even call friends are Jacob and my brother. Everyone else still called me a harpy. Everyone still wished I disappeared into thin air. I was unwanted, unloved and embarrassingly lonely. How did I go from Leah the princess of La Push to Leah bitter harpy of La Push? My life changed abruptly. A complete 180° as to what my life used to be. And it was all because of her!

Bella (Swan) Cullen took everything from me and left me with nothing but the outer shell of my life. A life I'll probably never have again. She got everything I would have had. She has an adoring husband, a beautiful child, parents who were still around, people who treat her like a goddess, wealth, immortality and a whole future ahead of her. And she took all of this away from me! My fiancé, my future children, my father, my status in the community, the people I loved who now dotted her, my collage and profession plans. All down the drain for some self-centered, ungrateful bitch who only cared about the attention she got and nobody's well being but her own! No one acknowledges her selfishness, even though its apparent. Yet I'm the one still seen as a bitch!

She didn't deserve what was given to her! But what could I do?

Just magically take what was rightfully mine back? How would everyone react to such poor attempts? It would only make her the hero and me the villain. I needed a better plan then just walking up to someone and claiming them. I needed to be sneaky. Play dirty if I had to. I needed to bring out the master manipulator I never knew I had in me. If dad was here what would he say? Would he be shocked to see Daddy's little girl playing with such intense fire? Or would he be proud of me for sticking up for myself?

No matter how cliché it sounded, I miss those good old days. Before I was a pimple faced teenager. Before all the make-up and heartbreaks. Back when the only thing that mattered was who got to be 'it' for tag. Back when I was the self proclaimed princess of La Push.


"Daddy! Daddy! Look! I caught a fish!" Seth exclaimed.

That would be the 5th fish he's caught today. After having very little success, 12 year old Leah sneakily stole a fish from Seth's bucket. Surely he was too stupid to count the fish he had. He'll never notice a missing fish.

"Daddy! I got a fish too!" Whether her father caught on to her act was still in question, but even if he knew what she did, he pretended not to notice.

"Great job princess! We'll unfortunately have to leave soon." Hearing their groans he added, "Who's up for some ice cream?!"

"Me! Me! Me!"

"Seth wait-"

It all happened so fast. 1 minute the boat was there, the next minute they were all in the water.

Harry flipped the boat back onto its side. Checking each child over, upon seeing no injuries, he picked them up and placed them back onto the boat. It was when Leah saw him gathering the fishing equipment that she realized-

"My iPod! Dad my iPod isn't in my pocket!"

They searched for her missing iPod for about 20 minutes. But it was no use. They had to leave the green iPod behind.

Present Day

Smiling just slightly, I shook my head. It was one of my most prized memories. Even though the fish ended up keeping my Christmas present from Dad, it was still a fond memory. I stood up and turned to leave but came face to face with Charlie Swan. Was fate finally giving me an opening?

"Hey Leah? You alright? Your mother said you weren't answering your phone…" Charlie shifted from side to side, clearly uncomfortable about the current situation. "She's worried about you. We both are."

Instead of doing what the old Leah would do, I collapsed into his arms and cried. The timing was perfect. If I used Sam and Emily's wedding as a reason as to why I have a slight but noticeable change in behavior, nobody would question my true motives. If I was all up in high spirits with a fake demeanor everyone would be suspicious. This opportunity was too good to pass up.

"Oh Charlie! I'm s-so heartbroken! Sam and Emily are getting married today. I miss-s having my father around supporting me and loving me and-" I couldn't say anymore. While my motives were still there, I couldn't ignore the truthfulness of my blubbering. I was finally letting out some of the bottled up pain. But I knew I had to say more. And I knew exactly what I had to say."-I miss mom being there too. I feel l-left out and lonely all the time and I want to be happy."

Charlie cleared his throat and patted my back awkwardly. "Hey- ummm I know the wedding must be a lot to handle and deal with. But- uhhh if it gets overwhelming we can have a safe word. Like pizza or something and I'll get you out of there. I know I'm not your father and I want you to know that I'll never try to replace him. I'm not used to talking about feelings and getting all emotional but- ummm I'll be there for you if you need me. All you have to do is ask okay?"

Despite my true intentions I felt a load of weight lifted off of my shoulders. I knew I should feel guilty for wanting to use him as a pawn to get back at his daughter and part of me did. A small part of me knew this was wrong. But I couldn't dwell on it. It was then I realized it wasn't just my revenge, it was time for my happy ending. I knew I was 100% crazy, mentally insane even, to think this would work. But it was worth a shot. At this point, I couldn't care less. I had nothing to lose. And everything to gain.

Game on Bella Cullen.

AN: The idea of this story popped into my head. She's still the cannon Leah but now her characteristics are mixed with characters like Alison DiLaurentis and Blair Waldorf.

Everything takes place after the cannon events, almost 2 years after Breaking Dawn. I'm just making this up as I go along so I'm not sure how big this story will be. But I know it's not going to be under 10 chapters.

Anyway, happy reading! :) R&R.