The Twilight Saga: LEAH - english version (fan fiction) by uffachefatica

Eclipse (chapter 4) legends

Eclipse (Chapter 4)

Legends

My mother prepared food for an entire regiment. Although we have already had dinner, and probably also the others, she prepares of the sandwiches.

"Thanks for helping honey".

"I did not do much".

My mother looks at me thoughtfully. It is worried because I do not eat like the others and I say that simply being smaller I need fewer calories. The truth is I do not want to eat as the boys. In my life there is nothing to -human-, not even love. This is why I try to control at least the appetite. My mother sighs, knows there is something else and she would that at least I spoke with her. But at thing would serve. And then I do not trust more of her. I know that in the end something of our conversation arrives also to the ears of the elders.

"Why did not you have done the your down chocolate cake?"

His tone is soft, there is no kind of reproach in his words, but I reply the same coldly.

"Why will already Emily has bring the cake. You do not need that I do also the my cake".

Mom sighs and tries to make me a pat on the cheek, but I now I pull. I do not want to be caressed. I'm afraid to cry, but mostly I'm afraid of losing people who I love the most. I fear that if I me open it with her, then someone me the bring away immediately she. I not could stand such a thing. I already lost Sam and my cousin, I'm losing Seth and in a sense, too my mother. Better put immediately of the stakes. When everyone itself being stave off it will be easier to bear. And then that touch it hurts too much, burning. I prefer the physical pain, it is easier to bear. Among other things I do not know if these caresses are dictated from the affection or from the pity. I finish of to clean when Seth comes in a fury.

"Is remained something?"

"Is remained something brother, but is in the dustbin".

In response makes me a tongue, then he turns to my mother.

"Jacob is gone at to takes Bella. She is already at the den with everyone else. I can not wait that Sam take away the veto on the fact that I too can transform".

He comes up with the same impetus. Excited because that he will see the his idol, the girlfriend of the bloodsuckers. Perhaps he is hoping to see one of them.

"Bella comes listening to the legends?"

I try to be as cold as if I did not care much. But now I would strangle all. Isabella Swan is not a Quileute, not a shape-shifter, but has managed to infiltrate the same.

"Yes. The boys call she wolf girl".

"I did not know she itself transforms".

"No. It's just a nickname. Bella the had given to Emily and from that moment the boys have begun to call it that their partners. And she also because of Jacob feels so".

I stay for a few seconds. They are the guys wolf, their girlfriends girls wolf, but what am I?

"Leah is everything okay?"

"Of course".

It is not easy to fool my mother.

"Honey is not the end of the world".

I'm tired of hearing that phrase. Tired of seeing that no one can understand. Sometimes me seems to live with a stranger. It must be said that I do not talk more with her from some years. But Dad would understand the fly. And not just because he knew well me. He knew it was not right keep me in the dark. He knew it was not right that other people, outside of the guys who could have inherited the gene mutant they knew everything. And he knew it was not right what had happened between Sam, Emily and me. He was the only one who really understand me and I killed him. This time I can not hold back the tears. Fortunately, Mom is now distracted by Seth. Somehow he managed to sneak and at take a couple of sandwiches.

When we arrive we find almost everyone. Lacks only Jacob and Bella. Looking back on that little girl makes me sick. Once I was hoping that she itself will put together with Jake, but not anymore. That boy deserves better.

After having have put the sandwiches on the table, we sit by the fire. My mother is positioned next to the elderly. In this week she is have cut their hair very short. It did for me and this gesture did is not have pleasured at Billy Black. Seth is positioned next to Embry and I am forced to stay them close, but since my brother does not want me too attached I put myself closer at Call.

"Are you cold?"

I do not answer the question of Embry. I try to focus on the flames to not see them. But it is hard not to hear them.

"Are you cold?"

This time the tone of his voice is slightly ironic. Despite being June, despite the high temperature of my body, I wore a windbreaker. The truth is that since Sam left me I've never stopped feel cold. But it's an internal thing and not even a blanket can remove off this frost.

"Hey, girl vampire".

I raise a second look. Bella is with Jacob and the manner in which it is received by all on my nerves. It is one of them. Emily makes her sit beside her. Now there's someone else in my place, but maybe it's better that way. Are stayed I in the end at to break off the friendship with my cousin. But it hurts the same. What makes me most angry is the way Isabella Swan looks at me. With curiousity wondering she what am I doing here. She is the foreign, not me, but behaves like if the I will am. I try to focus on the flames but I struggle to not feel the eyes of Bella on me. Probably she are asked how is it possible that Sam itself was in lover of me. If they ask everyone seeing them together. I wonder I too. Luckily Billy begins to tell the story of the great people Quileute, of Taka Aki and his imprinting. And the sacrifice that she was forced to do to save the life of her beloved husband. The tone of his voice is solemn, but chuckles at bat of Quilt. That devil there is of grand in the become into a beast, a monster. And it's not even a game.

Eventually I moved away without give too much in the eye. After breaking up with Sam I stopped participating at the partys. I have nothing to celebrate.

Only my mother notices it and tries to stop myself, but I respond with the usual excuse:

"I'm not hungry".

As usual, sorry for the bad translation. I hope that something itself understands