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The Brother I Never Knew
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Fusedtwilight: And now I present Leah Clearwater!
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Somewhere in Washington
Eight hours earlier
Leah P.O.V
I had it all, a wonderful family, an amazing boyfriend, a bright future. So how the hell did I wind up as a waitress in a god damn truck stop?.
It had been a few months since I left La Push and surprisingly I was homesick. I missed my mom and my brother I even missed Jack and his pack. I even missed all those newbie’s we got, that incident with the Volturi all those vamps, my god who'd have thought that there would ever be that many leeches in Forks? Talk about a baby wolf boom. People were phasing left and right, the majority of them went to Sam he was the golden boy Jake didn't have the best rep because of his obsession with Bella or his imprinting on the little mini-leech. We got twelve new pack members; Sam got thirty including the seven that helped fight the Volturi.
Leaving Sam's pack was great, till we got all the new members. I had enjoyed the relative peace of mind when it was just me, Seth, and Jake then Quill, and Embry joined. We were all surprised as hell when he made me his beta. The boys had been pist, A. Because they were friends with him and I was the bitch from hell and B. I was a girl. Naturally I proved myself; I fought both Embry and Quill (separately of course) and won. It wasn't easy and I got some wounds but in the end I won. Jake had wanted to order it but I wanted the fight.
I had always been the outsider in Sam's pack. I may have been the fastest (Still am even with the new ones around) but I was the girl. The freak, the oddity, Sam's little cast off. I was always treated with kid gloves and when I tried to retaliate, when I tried to prove I was more than all that Sam had to get all sentimental and order ME down. Never mind the other guy it was always me who had to go all submissive and apologize and all because he was so sorry he had hurt me...idiot. So I would pick fights and practically beg for a fight, they all knew why I wanted to fight but it didn't matter Sam was the shield I never wanted.
So when I wiped Embry and Quills ass it was great. There were no hard feelings we buried the hatchet after that so it was all good. Then the flow of new wolves and our once quite group mind was loud as hell. I was so Imagine being the only girl in a pack of sixteen boys, ya sixteen. I may have been the girl but the little turds learned not to cross me, I may be a girl but I was also a cold, mean bitch cross me and there would be hell. I had hoped to install some fear and respect during my historic reign as the first ever female beta. Instead the little bastards respected me but loved me also, especially Phillip. He was a horn dog literally and figuratively speaking, no matter how many times I threaten to neuter him he just kept on flirting with me. For god sakes I was older than him by like seven years, but I was attached to him. I was attached to them all and I missed them all so terribly.
So why should I leave such a good life? Why trade all that for a slave's wage and having my ass grabbed by horny truckers every damn day? Love that’s why.
It didn't matter if I was in his pack or not Sam was still a factor as usual. He was my first (in more way's then one). I had loved him so much, and so hard, I gave him my mind, body, and soul. Then he goes and imprints on my cousin and there goes my life. Was it any wonder why I had become so bitter and spiteful, I had hated him and Emily so much I had wished ill will on the both. The Emily was attacked and I was so ashamed.
You'd think seeing his mind would make everything better right? WRONG! it made it worse. He still loved me, he just loved her more. Even though he imprinted on her, imprinting couldn't take away all the memories, all the feelings, all the love we had once shared. It was overwhelmed by the power she had over him but it was still there. He still wanted to be in my life no matter what, and when I learned it was him that hurt Emily I attacked him.
He beat the hell out of me (I got a good hit on him) but we both knew it hurt him worse than it had hurt me and I took a perverse pleasure in that. I also took a masochistic pleasure in Emily’s pain, I hated myself for enjoying her pain but at the same time I loved her still like a sister. That was me a constant war of love and hate in my soul, love/hate at them, love/hate at myself, love/hate at the pack, and love/hate with my father.
I killed him, when me and Seth phased the shock killed him. We had a huge fight earlyer about Sam. He had tried to defend him, because as an elder he knew but couldn't tell me so I naturally took the anger out against him. Mom and Seth got involved we had all yelled and shouted and soon the rage turned me and Seth furry and Dad died. I still remember the last thing I said to him "I hate you!". Not I love you, I hate you. The last thing he had to hear from his little girl, the apple of his eye was words of anger.
So after all that I think I damn well deserved to be a super bitch. Yes I made everyone and anyone's life hell so what. None of them lost there fathers, none of them had there lives ruined anywhere as nearly as bad as mine. Big deal they couldn't go to college, me neither and I can't have kids either. Plus I had to deal with the constant pity, had to deal with all the get over it attitudes from the pack about Sam, as if any of them could understand me and him. Being a wolf may give us an understanding of each others minds but they don't let us see each others hearts.
So I was a bitter, cold, hateful, spiteful, B.I.T.C.H. I learned the hard way what happens when you give yourself to someone that’s never going to happen.
Speaking of my dad, my mom is dating...his best friend Charlie Swan, Bella Cullen's father. He wasn't even dead a year and she was going out already. Plus I had to deal with being in Sam and Ems wedding, can you believe that shit? Like just because he found his soul mate I’m supposed to smile and say ok all's forgiven like he had never meant anything to me?. Ya so totally needed to get away.
I was trying not to phase. I had a little theory, well Dr. Leech did. Yes I asked Carlisle Cullen to do some tests on me. I swallowed my pride and asked a vampire for help, they all owed me that. All the times I risked my neck to help them, and the fact if it wasn't for them I would be happy.
So ya he thinks that as long as we phase we don't age, so maybe if I didn't phase I would start ageing naturally and have a period then have kids one day. I wasn't very successful I still had temper issues. So in order to set my life straight, to finally get that inner peace I needed I left home and I had no contact except the occasional letter. I had a crappy job and a crappy apartment but I needed this. I needed some normalcy before I finally snapped. And if being alone was the only way to get it, then so be it.
But I swear to god if another trucker patted my ass I was going to shove a sugar cube in his eye!
Jamie P.O.V
I was almost there. My mother was gone again, but this time it was permanent. I had a duffle bag of clothes and little over a hundred and fifty on me. I had more but I spent most of it to get here, if I was reading the map right I would be there in eight hours. I couldn't stay in P.A there wasn't nothing for me there, and to many bad memories. I was using the information mom left me about my father and his family. Using a computer I learned he was long gone to parts unknown.
My half-brother Sam lived in the reservation with a fiancé from another res. I had no high expectations of this visit, I wasn't even sure I would be accepted. But I did not want to be in foster care so I had to try this. If they were pleasant enough I would stay a while. If not I only had two more years to go before I turned eighteen, in the mean time I would get an education and get on my feet.
I wasn't nervous about meeting Sam, I never knew him so there was no attachment there. It wasn't like I was tearing up for meeting my big brother. I had no expectations either. I would either like him or not, I wouldn't have friends there, or any useful connections so I would have to play it nice for a while. My presence would already cause some strain in his house so it would be best to keep it cool for a while.
I was presently walking, I had mostly hitchhiked here, some had been kind enough to do it for free, and others needed some persuasion with a little green. There were even the odd one's that had wanted a special kind of payment. I agreed, but once it was time to pay up I either ran, or used my knife I had hidden in my pocket to persuade them differently. I may be a lot of things whore isn't one of them.
I hadn't eaten in a while and would need to eat soon. Luck would have it I was coming to a truck stop. Good I could find something to eat then find someone to get me closer to La Push. You never know who you will meet; you may find someone very useful.
Leah P.O.V
Men...Are. DOGS. Literally and figuratively. I was sick and tired of all the comments and grabby grabber’s. I was about to say screw it and quite when I saw him. He wore a pair of torn Jeans and a simple stained white t-shirt. He had short black hair and eye's and he had a lighter shade of the normal Quilute colored skin. But I knew one of us when I saw it; he had to have been a mixed breed.
There was something disturbingly familiar about him. Did I know him? Was he from La Push?. I was sure we had never met but there was that odd sense of familiarity. I hope he wasn't one of the new wolves sent to bring me back.
Just to make sure I decided to serve him personally, who knows maybe he was a runaway like me.
Jamie P.O.V
I walked in and looked around, there were people scattered about naturally. I went to a table and waited to be served, my waitress was a woman who I was sure was of native blood. MAybe she was from the reservation?. I had to admit she was extremely desirable, she was tall for a woman about six foot two, her skin was exotic and her face a perfect sculpture. I had to wonder why such a woman worked here? Surely she was the attention for all these sad lonely little truckers? I think she was a runaway; there was a way she held herself, a look of her eyes. She was angry, it was a kind of angry you get when the world kicks you when your down. But there was something in the way she looked at me like she knew me. She may know Sam; I will make small talk with her, see if she knows him. She might be able to help me get to know him before we even meet.
Leah P.O.V
"Hi I’m Leah how may I take your order?" I asked holding a pen in one hand and a note pad in the other.
"Yes I’ll have an order of French toast with some toast, and to drink I’ll have some milk" he said looking at the menu.
"Anything else?" I asked.
"Yes, what’s the quickest way to La Push?" he asked and I froze so he was heading for La Push?”
"You heading there?" I asked.
"Yes I have a brother who lives there, I’m visiting" he said with a smile.
I felt my body clench, that smile was so familiar. I told him the quickest way to the res, then I went to go put in his order. I kept on eye on him while he was here, I watched the way he ate, the way he moved it was all disturbingly familiar I just didn't know why.
I went to take his plates and to try and talk to him, "Your from the reservation right?" he asked.
"Yes how did you know?" I asked.
"Well it doesn't take a lot of brains to figure out were your from" he said smiling.
"Ya I’m from there" I said, "If you want my honest opinion stay away".
He looked surprised "Really why?"
"Because it's a boring place filled with boring people, and once you get in it's hard as hell to get out" I said.
"You got out" he pointed out.
"Ya and it was hard as hell getting away" I said.
"Thanks but I don't have anywhere else to go" he said looking sad.
"Then I guess your screwed" I said.
He got up to leave leaving me a really nice tip "Maybe I’ll see you there?" he asked.
Was it just me or was he looking into my eye's more then necessary?
"Not likely" I said.
He smiled and walked out and I watched him leave. I felt a great deal of stress leave me when he walked out. Maybe it was my meeting with the kid, or I was just sick and tired of being grabbed. But when I felt my ass receive a pat when I passed a table I dropped the dishes and they broke when they hit the floor. I grabbed the fat ugly trucker and punched him right in the face breaking his nose. I punched out and grabbed my stuff from my locker and headed home. My boss informed me I was fired on my way out but I just flipped him the bird and told him were to shove this job.
So I was heading home now jobless and already a month late on my rent, that’s life.
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