Chapter 3

We can stand alone, and now no one can touch us. I let out a loud groan, rolling over in my bed. My hand slammed down on the alarm clock, smashing it to pieces. I'll have Billy buy me another one sometime later. Kicking the covers off of my body, I laid in bed for what seemed like hours, staring up at the ceiling, the previous night's evens replaying in my head.

I had left Leah alone. I had left Emily confused. I had left Sam upset. But the thing was, I hadn't planned any of this. I didn't want to imprint on Leah. This was never my intention. I wouldn't do this to Sam, even if he and I aren't extremely close. So I did the first thing that popped into my head.

Sliding off of my bed, I landed on the floor with a small thud. My arm outstretched to the side table next to my bed, and my hand landed on the phone. Picking it up with ease, I slowly dialed a number and placed the phone up to my ear, my heart pounding as I waited for the other voice to come onto the line. And when it did, I wasn't expecting it.

A chill ran down my normally warm spine, and goose bumps had formed on my forearms. When I heard that voice, everything around me just disappeared. It was like the person on the other line was the only thing that mattered. My breathing grew heavy, and a bit down hard on my lip. I was afraid to speak.

"Hello?" Leah asked, confusion highly noticed in her voice. "Jacob, if this is you, why are you calling?" It was too late now to hang up the phone. She had said my name. She knew it was me.

Letting out a deep sigh, I closed my eyes. "I'm sorry…for yesterday," I muttered. A muffled laugh could be heard on the other line, and my eyes shot open. Did this mean she wasn't mad?

"Why did you just leave like that?"

"I had to be somewhere." Another laugh.

"You're forgiven." How was it that easy? This wasn't like Leah. If someone had just left her, she'd have some nasty words to say to that person, especially me. Leah was never afraid to express how she felt about me to my face. She wasn't the kind of person to go gossip to her girlfriends about these kinds of things, for the mere fact she didn't have any girlfriends. Leah was the oddball. She didn't fit in with the girls, and she didn't fit in with the guys. She was on her own, except for the pack, and even they didn't like her most of the time.

"Leah, can I ask you something?" I continued biting down on my lip, and I was sure that at any moment, I would break through the skin.

"Yeah, sure."

"Do you want to hang out tonight?"

"No." Dial tone.