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Chapter One

"Save me, I'm lost

Oh Lord I've been waiting for you

I'll pay any cost

Save me from being confused

Show me what I'm looking for

Don't let go

I've wanted this far too long

Mistakes become regrets

I've learned to love abuse

Please show me what I'm looking for"

Carolina Liar- "Show Me What I'm Looking For"

(Leah's POV)

On one hand, I was excited about tonight. I had never been to one of the La Push bonfires before. On the other hand, I hated the idea of going. And I had three good reasons not to go.

Reason one to stay home: Billy was going to tell the Quileute legends of how the sons of the elders turn into wolves and protect our people. He was going to talk about how the sons whom were chosen to become wolves were brave and how they saved the tribe before. Nowhere in the legends does it say anything about a girl werewolf, which is what I am: the only one ever, in the history of our tribe. I was the first freak to be born.

Reason two to stay home: Sam and Emily would be there. Emily was my best friend and Sam was my fiancée. Emphasis on the 'was'. Now they're together. I was betrayed by my best friend and the one person I had ever really loved.

It was bad enough I had to see into Sam's mind and see how much he loved Emily. I didn't need to sit across from them for a whole night and watch them do goo-goo eyes at each other. I didn't need to hear Sam whisper in her ear and tell her he loved her. I didn't need to see it, but I would. The only reason I could give you: I've learned to love the abuse. I would rather have Sam be happy with my cousin and former best friend than be miserable and bitter like me.

Reason three to stay home: Bella Swan. Jacob has some obsession with her that I cannot wrap my head around no matter how hard I try. I had never liked Bella Swan anyway. When she started dating that leech, I may have even started to hate her. Now though, I really did hate her for what she was putting Jake through.

She doesn't deserve Jake. She jerks him around like a toy and leaves him begging for her to love him. Then she runs off to her bloodsucker. I couldn't understand why Jake puts up with her, and then I realized that Jake, like me, has learned to love the abuse. He'd rather have her anyway he can get her than nothing at all.

My mother broke into my thoughts by opening my bedroom door. "Leah?" She asked softly. I looked up at her. "It's time to go, are you ready?"

Sure why not. Why not go and listen to Billy praise us for being wolves when it was for that reason my father died. The day I phased, my father saw me and had a heart attack. I killed him. I didn't answer my mother, just stood up from my bed and smoothed out my black baby doll dress and followed her out of the room.

My little brother was standing at the bottom of the stairs. No matter what the rest of the pack said or did to me, my little brother was the only one of them I didn't detest. He understood why I acted the way I did. He had been there for me when Sam left me for Emily.

I was a different person around Seth than I was with the pack. The pack knew me as a bitch, because that's what I was. I would rather have all of them think I was a bitch so they wouldn't see just how much pain I was constantly in.

Seth had his back to me, so I leaped off of the stairs and onto his back. "Giddyup, Sethy!" I said as I laughed.

Seth dropped down on all fours and ran around the couch, neighing like a horse. Mom called, "Children! Act your age!" I could hear the smile in her voice, so I knew she wasn't mad at us.

Seth walked over to the door and dropped flat on his face at mom's feet. I stood up and poked him in the ear with my big toe.

"Ah! Lee! Don't put your nasty toes in my ears!"

I laughed. "Please, it should be me worried about what's growing in your ears that's going to infect my toe."

He stood up and glared at me, but then started laughing. He was such a goofball, he could never really get mad about anything.

Mom just had to go and kill my good mood, "Kids, let's go. Everyone's waiting for us." Right, the bonfire. My mood instantly went sour and the scowl was back on my face in a second. Mom caught the abrupt change in my expression and looked up at me with sad eyes.

My mom was a pretty good height for a woman. She was a little over five foot seven. I used to be her height, maybe just an inch or so shorter. Then of course, I phased into a werewolf. Now I stand a little over six feet tall. That may seem tall, but the boys in the pack were closer to seven feet tall. Even my baby brother Seth was about six-five.

Seth threw his arm around my shoulder and then said in his best impression of a mob boss, "Don't worry Lee. Anyone says anything to you, we'll make em sorry they looked at ya!"

Mom and I laughed at Seth being silly, then mom opened the door and ushered us out. Mom got into the front seat of the car and placed a few bowls of food next to her.

She forced Seth and I to sit in the back so she could keep us out of the food easier. That was another thing I hated about being a werewolf; my appetite. A girl should not eat more than the average man. I did though, like the freak I am.

On the way to First Beach, Seth reached over and pulled on my chin length hair. I growled at him. He growled back. I flicked him in the nose. He pulled on my ear lobe. I twisted his nipple. He pinched my cheek.

I vaguely heard mom tell us to behave and that we had arrived at the beach. I leaned over to retaliate, but Seth opened his door and jumped out. I leapt out right behind him, leaving mom to shut the door.

Seth started to run down the beach the opposite direction of the bonfire, but I quickly caught up to him and pounced. I had him in a headlock. He tried to shake me off, but I held tighter. Seth started to pull my arms off of him but I knocked him to the ground and started tickling him. He was laughing and screaming at the same time.

Finally he said, "Truce! Truce! Please stop!" I stood up and helped him to his feet. Mom giggled behind us. Seth and I turned around to find her and Old Quil watching us have our sibling-wrestling match. They were both smiling at us.

"Are you two done? Can we join the others now?" Mom asked with a smile. She waved her hand toward where the others were sitting. They were completely oblivious to us.

Seth ran down the beach yelling, "FOOD!" I could see that everyone else was here, so we were the last to arrive. I walked down to the bonfire behind mom. I still had the carefree expression on my face that I had when I was wrestling with Seth, but as soon as I caught sight as Sam with his arm around Emily, the scowl was back and my eyes went cold again.

The wind shifted just then, the sweet scent of a vampire filled my nostrils. I knew that scent, Edward Cullen. Great, Bella's here.

I tried to hold my breath as we closed the distance to the others. Mom and Old Quil went over to Sam while I went to find a place to sit.

I looked up to see if I could sit somewhere that was away from everyone else, when I was distracted by the most beautiful pair of brown eyes. They were the deepest brown I had ever seen. I felt the world around me shift. A million invisible steel cables now connected my soul to the owner of these eyes. My heart, my soul, and my life now belonged to this person. With a jolt, I realized I had just imprinted.

I was so lost in those eyes I couldn't even tell who my imprint was. I looked at their face and I started to shake. I had been staring into the eyes of Bella Swan.

(Bella's POV)

The bonfire was so much fun. Everyone treated me like I belonged there. I felt like I did. I was sitting next to Jake when I saw Seth Clearwater run down the beach, his sister Leah was right behind him. She pounced on him and they wrestled for a little bit. That's sweet, I thought. I heard Leah's been a frigid bitch ever since Sam broke up with her for Emily. At least her relationship with her brother hasn't changed much.

There was a small tug at my heart just then. It felt like it was pulling me in Seth and Leah's direction. Ignoring the pull, I turned back to Jake, who was on his ninth hot dog.

"Having fun?" He asked. I nodded, smiling brightly. Paul, who was sitting on Jake's other side, started talking to Jake so I used that time to look around at everyone else. Sam and Emily were standing close together. I felt a pang of sadness in my heart for Leah. She has to see them together everyday and know that she wasn't good enough for Sam.

With a sigh, I turned back to see where Seth and Leah were. Seth was at the food table stuffing his face. Sue and Old Quil were talking with Sam and Emily. I looked back to see Leah standing a few feet away from our group, staring at me and shaking like a tuning fork.

"Um, Jake," I leaned over to him. "What's wrong with Leah?"

He looked over at Leah and shrugged. I knew she didn't like me, but dies the very sight of me make her angry enough to go wolf? I looked down feeling oddly saddened by the thought Leah could hate me that much.

Sam must have noticed Leah's expression, because he went over and talked to her. My poor human ears couldn't hear what was being said, but Jake growled next to me. He jumped up and stood in front of me.

"NO!" He shouted. Everyone was aware of the situation by now. I stood up too.

Leah's eyes started to fill with tears. "You know it's not my choice Jake! I don't want it anymore than you do!"

"What's wrong Jake?" I asked.

Sam answered for him, "Nothing's wrong Bella."

Emily was alarmed now, "Well what happened? What's going on?"

Sam glanced at me, then back to Emily and said, "Leah imprinted."

"On who?" Kim asked.

All at the same time, Jake looked down at me, Sam looked at me again and Leah glared at me. I didn't catch on at first. Oh.

My mouth dropped open. "Leah imprinted on…me?"

Sam nodded. Oh my Edward.

A/N: So there's the beginning, leave me a review let me know if you like it or not. Also, I have pictures on my profile of what everyone looks like. ~LMC~