Closing Dusk ¤ Leah Clearwater | ✔

9. Amends

Disclaimer I own no characters belonging to twilight, they are owned by Stephanie Meyer and are borrowed by me. I only own the few unfamiliar characters.

Leah

Bella and I are currently seated in her bedroom, in an uncomfortable silence cloaking the room. By sitting I mean, she on her bed while I was on the farthest chair from her. Well, as far as far can get, the room is so small. I remember this room from Jacob's mind. Everything exactly the same. Leaning against the chair, I shift slightly almost unnoticeably before crossing my right leg over the left. I stared at Bella as if to mesmerize her stillness. She didn't fidget like she normally would when human, instead she stares back. Hmm, I guess being a bloodsucker boosts confidence.

    No one downstairs had spoken since we left the room. And that was like five to ten minutes ago. Ha, maybe they are waiting for me to kill Bella. I heard Edweirdo growls lowly downstairs. Does mind rapist like ever stops listening to a person's mind? I wonder how much fun I could get out of provoking him? Lets see, kill Bella and use her head as a football for the pack. He growls. I grin, internally. I still can't believe that Renesmee convince Jacob that they need to elope. He growls a little louder but not loud enough to make Charlie and my mother suspicious. I heard the front door slams. Leah, scores one , Edweirdo scores zero! Bella has finally notice my triumphant smile; she knits her brows.

"What are you up to?" She seethes.

My smile widens. Pissing off leeches is quite fun. "Who says I haven't done it?"

"So you aren't denying that you did something."

"I only gave us privacy, your husband can be quite a listener, don't you think?"

"Sometimes, but I love him anyways."

"How lovely, klutz girl admits golden eyes is an obnoxious know - it - all."

"Leah!" She hisses.

I grin. "Defensive, I like it."

"What sick game are you playing at?"

"Game? Who gave you the slightest idea that this is game? I prefer the word experiment. With me your mad scientist. Are you ready to be my guinea pig?"

"You are crazy, Leah."

"My point of being the mad scientist."

She laughs. "Putting all fun and joke aside, Leah, shouldn't we be discussing why you - for some miraculous reason - you hate me?"

I raise a brow. "Miraculous?" I laugh. This leech actually thinks I hate her. "Hate is such a strong word, Bella. I can't imagine hating you. You're not Sam or Emily. I didn't catch you having sex with my boyfriend in my bedroom." I ignore her shocked expression. "So you see, I have NO reason to hate you. I just despise you. It started when you started hanging out with Jake."

"Isn't that like bridge over water."

"To Jake but not to me." I sigh."Look, to be honest you reminded me of Sam. Everything you did with golden eyes affected Jacob. I wanted to hate you but I couldn't, it wasn't and still isn't my job to. If Jake can forgive you for your bullshit, who am I to judge? I started to accept that slowly. I tried to fight it at first but after my little get together with Rose and Alice, I came to the conclusion that you weren't that bad. So I tried staying away from the you guys. Now instead of getting rid of you, we are now practically related ... sisters."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know I affected Jacob that much."

"That's the thing Bella, your naivety; it continuously pisses me off."