Me or Her
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Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. - Maya Angelou
"I did it because I wanted to!" She yelled frantically.
"What you did was stupid, you hear me Leah? STUPID!" He screamed. He saw her body vibrate, she was trying hard not to phase, and he knew he was pushing her too far. He just couldn't get why she would do something so reckless, so ridiculous.
Leah didn't reply as she kept walking towards the earthy green forest. The sky was gray and silent but if she focused hard she could hear the whiney bitch, Isabella.
He grabbed her arm and made sure she couldn't go anywhere. Reluctantly Leah turned her gaze to a furious Jacob Black.
"You will not walk away from me!" He boomed. Leah closed her eyes breathing in, trying desperately not to phase. She held her eyes shut, not daring to open them. She wasn't going to react. He just didn't understand what she did, and he never would.
Jacob's grip became tighter and Leah actually whimpered. She knew she was going to receive a bruise. Jacob did not let go, instead, if at all possible, his grip became tighter. He was so angry that he didn't care that he was hurting Leah.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" he yelled. She reluctantly opened her eyes but what she saw was not the Jacob Black she knew, he was different, he was one of them.
"You're hurting me." Leah whispered.
Jacob did not let go, it was as if he had tunnel vision. He couldn't think about anything else. Leah hurt Isabella, which was the only thing going through his mind.
"Tell me why!" he demanded and Leah had no option, she had to tell him. His grip was seriously painful; her breathing became heavy. This was the first time she couldn't protect herself. Then again no one could go against an Alpha.
"I did this for you." She whispered into the wind, her voice was so soft he almost missed what she had said. In an instant he dropped his hold on her. Leah automatically rubbed her black and purple bruise.
"What are you talking about?" He spat, disbelief written all over his face.
Leah Clearwater did not care about anyone. She didn't give a shit, right? Jacob thought.
"You heard me Black." She hissed, she knew he wouldn't understand why she cared so much.
"You're lying!" He accused, he just couldn't believe it. Leah was... not like this.
"Just because I'm a bitter bitch doesn't mean I don't care. I just couldn't take it anymore. I hated what she was doing to you. What they're all still doing to you." she said. Looking into his stunned brown eyes she knew it was now or never.
"Do you even see what she's doing? Do you even realize that you haven't seen your father for a month? That you haven't even gone to school? You don't even hang out with your best friends anymore; you're not the same Jacob Black. You've changed." She told him. She got a hold of his shoulders and started shaking them.
"Wake up Black."
He looked at her through a haze. Sure he hadn't gone home in awhile, and sure he missed classes, and maybe he hadn't spent time with Embry and Quil, it didn't mean he forgot them; he was just busy, that was all. It was the fact that Nessie was growing up so fast; he wanted to spend more time with her, to make sure she was okay. And Bella was still his best friend. He cared dearly for her. She would always have a piece of him and that was just the way it was. Not that he would want it any other way.
"You don't know what you're talking about." he stated.
"Just listen to me: she used you. When Edward left she came running to you, when Edward came back, she left you. She just had you around because she was suicidal, bored or some such shit. She doesn't love you Black. She loves him; she married him, NOT YOU." She pled, trying to get him to see the truth.
"Be quiet." He spat with venom. His anger rising to the surface again.
"It's not the same, I have Nessie now, I love her, I see Bella as my best friend; something you would know nothing of." he said furiously.
Leah glared at him. "If Nessie was never born, you would be off somewhere in Canada crying over your bitch of a friend. You just don't get it, she fucking used you. She didn't care what pain she was causing you, you meant little to her. She doesn't care Jake, she never did."
Leah barely got to finish before she felt her body hitting a tree. The huge tree broke in half and Leah felt Jacob yank her short black hair and got her up. His warm rough hand held her by the neck and she was a few feet off the ground.
"TAKE IT BACK!" He yelled. His brain wasn't working, he wasn't thinking, he was just feeling and he felt all consuming rage.
"No." Leah whispered with the remaining air she had left. His hold was tight, and she knew she was probably cherry red. Jacob's hand had never touched her like this. He wasn't who she thought he was. This was a different person. This was not the boy who uses to pick flowers for her anymore.
Jacob gripped her neck tighter. Leah began to turn blue, not even trying to break his firm hold. He just watched her.
Out of nowhere Leah was on the floor, panting, trying to suck in as much of air as possible, reliving her burning lungs. Her head felt light and dizzy. She could hear people, but most importantly she could smell them. The Cullen's. She heard Jacob growling.
When her breathing had become somewhat normal, she got to her feet, and watched the scene before her. Jacob was being held back by Edward and Jasper.
Jasper was trying to calm him, but it wasn't working, instead she thought he was making it worse.
Jacob's once brown warm eyes, stared at her with hate. Just looking at him hurt.
Rosalie was also there, and she was making her way to Leah. She stopped a few feet away, not wanting to overwhelm Leah.
"Are you okay?" Rosalie asked.
Rosalie was never the one who would give a shit, it surprised Leah that she was the one trying to make sure she was okay, but Leah was so angry she snapped at her.
Finally, taking one last look at Jacob Black, Leah turned around and felt the heat making its was way down her spine, she exploded and made her way to the one and only place she knew she would be welcomed.
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