(A/N: Last chapter. Enjoy!)
The next time they meet at the cliff, Jacob is waiting for Leah to listen to him.
He waits through her shouts, her screams, her yells.
After she has said "I hate you, Jacob Black," fifteen times, she is quiet, and Jacob asks if he can talk now.
Leah nods her head cruelly.
"Leah," Jacob whispers, forcing himself to look into her dagger-shooting eyes. "Leah, my imprint doesn't want me anymore. I never even got a chance to tell her about imprinting. She got sick of my "stalking" her, and went off with some other guy. Leah, I'm here now."
"So I'm just your second choice?" Leah asks bitterly. "Someone to go to when your precious little imprint gets tired of you? How do I know you're not going to run after your imprint again?"
"Leah," Jacob promises. "I didn't want to imprint. I told myself that I loved you, that I didn't want to be with my imprint, but it didn't work. I didn't have a choice. You are my first choice. As for leaving again, if I leave, you are allowed to rip my heart out, stomp on it, and do a Mexican Hat Dance around it."
Leah stares at him like he just grew an extra head.
"I'm not leaving, Leah." He laughs nervously. "Do you trust me?"
"Not yet," Leah answers. "Maybe I will someday."
"Someday," Jacob repeats. "Leah, someday is all I ask for."
(A/N: Yay happy endings! (As much as I make fun of happy endings, I really do love them.) I might continue this, but probably not. Tell me if you see typos, and review, and blah, blah, blah. I really want to know if you enjoyed it.)