Clearing the Storm

But I set fire to the rain,

Watched it pour as I touched your face,

Well, it burned while I cried

'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!

- Adele

The thunder was deafening and the rain was pouring heavily, the night was as black as an empty pit. He ran rapidly, not stopping. His body pushing and pushing as the world felt cold to him as his heart shattered. His breaths were heavy and uneven, his tears trickling freely, blending in with the cold rain. His short black hair matted to his forehead, his figure quivering with misery and rage. He couldn't believe that this was happening to him.

He felt so broken, so lonesome.

His body held him captive, taking him to a place it thought could help him, but he isn't aware of where he's going – he couldn't think about anything but the images dancing around in his head, their voices jumping around, her name being screamed, taunting him and laughing at him.

At last, pushing his long legs faster, he was in front of the white petite wooden house, he ran up to the porch and knocked heavily twice. He stood there waiting. His body aching, his mind running in circles, he couldn't believe what was happening, he couldn't believe he was in this mess, this just couldn't be happening – he didn't deserve this. The wooden door slowly opened to reveal the dry, caramel coloured Leah Clearwater, sleep written all over her features.

"Jacob? What are you doing here?" she asked, worry and confusion evident in her voice. As her sleep hazed waved off she noticed how pained he looked. Jacob did not answer her, he looked into her eyes and slowly fell to his knees, his palms laid down flat on the porch floor, and his head heavy.

The thunder roared as Jacob's heart cracked. The rain was beating down too hard for their sensitive ears. Leah stared at him in shock, having no idea why Jacob was on his knees, she had seen him early that morning, happy and joyful like he normally was.

Jacob placed his hand on his chest and let out an agonizing scream.

"Jacob!" Leah yelled as she fell to her knees beside him. She moulded her body to his, shaking his shoulders.

"Jake what's wrong?" She begged. She couldn't see him hurt like this; she cared way too much for him.

"Jacob? Jacob Black?" She yelled. She quickly cupped his cheeks and lifted his head; looking into his puffy rimed, brown chocolate eyes, as tears rolled down freely, he looked defeated, dead inside.

"Leah..." He spoke softly as his body went rigid, his eyes shut as he leant into her warm body.

"Help me..." he whispered, so lightly she barely caught it.

Leah wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him close; his bare wet chest soaking her shirt and shorts.

"Don't worry I'm here." She murmured into his ear, and the two held on tightly to one another, as Jacob's muscular body shook with heart breaking sobs.


I do not own anything Twilight related, only the plot of this story is mine.

This is going to be left as a one-shot, if there are many requests to continue on with this, I will gladly do so!

- Ozlem Y