Chapter15- Leah Clearwater
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Kyle ran out of the house shuddering with the tremors vibrating
through him. Jake followed him shouting.
"Kyle what is it man?!" he yelled.
Kyle ignored him, darting into the woods. I looked wildly over at
"Leah I don't-"
I ignored him. I ran after Kyle, not even stopping when my lace
came loose and I lost a trainer somewhere along the way. I could
see Kyle's figure up ahead but he'd gotten a good head start and
I needed him to hesitate if I was going to catch up.
"Kyle wait up would you!" I cried as I felt my other trainer
begin to loosen.
It looked like I'd be waiting on that moment of hesitation for a
while. His feet pounded against the ground so hard that birds
flew off, alarmed. He must have realised that eventually he'd
come to the cliff. I mean he did used to live in La Push and all
of the guys go cliff diving. They all feel the need to prove
"Kyle the cliff's up ahead you'll have to stop eventually," I
He continued running and I soon realised what he was going to do.
I watched as he came to the cliff and paused at the rocky edge. I
took the chance to catch up but I waited in the shade of the
trees for him to dive. He was breathing hard and running his
hands through his hair like his head was pounding as hard as his
He didn't dive, he jumped. I ran to the edge and watched him
crash wildly into the water below. I didn't see him come back up
to the surface. Even though I knew he was a werewolf and he could
hardly accidentally drown I panicked. I braced myself and dived
after him, head first off the rock.
I felt the rush of the air going past me and then, eventually, my
hands hitting the water before any other part of me.The icy
temperature didn't bother me at all but I knew it was cold. I
sliced through the water and as soon as I was deep enough I
opened my eyes. Kyle wasn't far away from me and he was working
to stop himself going to the surface. I tried to give him a
what-are-you-doing look but his eyes were shut. I swam over,
grabbed his arm and pulled him upwards.
I broke the surface of the water and Kyle's head came up a second
afterwards. He gasped for air and choked up water.His thick dark
hair was wet and flat on his head. His fringe was covering his
eyes and he pushed it back. His face was inches from mine. He was
close enough for me to see the colour of his eyes exactly.
"Kyle, are you crying?" I asked panicked. His eyes were red and I
realised that the water dripping from them were tears, mingled
with the water.
I shouldn't care but for some reason I do. I've known him for a
day but honestly I can't stop myself from caring. When I'm acting
like my usual angry difficult self he doesn't react like other
people. He looks at me like he understands me but still wants to
understand me more. I can't help but want to understand him too.
I could use any of these reasons to explain why I dived after
him. But then again I could just say I'm an idiot, and it looked
like he was trying to drown himself. It sounds slightly less
"Tell me what to do Leah!" he begged.
That's when the tears glistening on his face and the agony in his
eyes really hit me. His tortured expression had that scorching
imprinted gaze that was fixed on me. It burned right through any
restraint I had. Without even thinking I slipped my hand down
from his arm and held his hand.
"Tell me Kyle," I whispered. "Why the hell did you just make me
jump off a cliff?"
"You said you wanted Sam to be happy right? Even if you couldn't
be with him you wanted the best for him," he said.
"What's Sam got to do with any of this?" I asked.
"Am I a horrible person? I just don't want her to leave me," he
"What makes you think she's going to leave you?" I asked
How could he doubt his imprint? Amber wasn't ever going to leave
him. She'd given in to the imprint and even left Ryan for him. I
couldn't even imagine what could have happened to make him come
to this conclusion. I hung on to his hand even when he wiped his
eyes. It was as hot as mine but it felt almost too warm. The icy
water around us was beginning to feel warm. We were too close to
each other's faces.
"Kyle, answer me. What makes you think she's going to leave you?"
"Leah I can't let them take Amber away from me. How can I be with
her if she's like them?"
"I've got to decide," He said, "whether to let her die or be one
of them. That doctor says he'll change her into a vampire."
"They want to change her into a blood sucker," I said blankly.
Vampires are werewolves' natural enemies. Everything about them
repels us. Their scent is so disgustingly sweet that it hurts our
noses. The fact they suck the life out of you is horrific enough.
Amber is Kyle's imprint. She's his reason for living. She's his
soul mate, the girl who is made for him so they are perfect for
each other in every way. They love each other- it's just fact.
How can you let your imprint become a vampire? I stared at the
water droplets that clung to his eyelashes and the red rings
underneath his eyes.
"I don't think I can do it," he said.
"You're not going to," I said fiercely.
"I have to," he whispered, "if I don't Amber's gone. If she's a
vampire at least she's still here even if she's not my Amber
anymore. I get to keep her in some way."
"Kyle if she's a vampire you've lost her. She'll be a filthy
leech. She'll have to drink blood to survive. You'll be nothing
to her," I shouted.
"I know she won't be the same. Nothing will be the same and I get
that. But if I don't that doctor told me what will happen. Even
if she pulls through this she won't be the same. Eventually I'm
going to lose her for good," he said.
"What do you mean for good Kyle? You haven't lost her yet, she's
still here. Remember? She could pull through this and end up
okay! If not then sorry, but would you really rather she be like
them?" I said desperately.
I wanted to shake him or slap him again but I just couldn't. Not
when he was like that. I couldn't do it when he was this upset no
matter how selfish he was being. I felt like hitting myself then.
How could I call him selfish?
"I have lost her Leah. She died."
I felt cold, like I could finally feel the iciness of the water.
"What do you mean she died?"
"She died earlier today before I went to see you. For a second
there she was gone. When I looked at her today I realised. I
could feel it. I've lost her," he said.
I couldn't doubt him when his eyes were burning into mine. Pain
and loss were etched on to his face. I felt my hand shaking and
it was him, positively shaken by the truth of his words.
"Your imprint broke?"
He nodded, the tears dripping steadily down his cheeks. They
looked never-ending. I felt more useless than I had ever felt
before. I had no idea about imprint. I couldn't tell him I knew
how he felt because I'd be lying. He brushed the tears from his
"Leah she's dead now. She's dead."
"What are you talking about Kyle? How can she become a vampire if
she's dead? You said she died for a moment? Did she die again?
Kyle, speak to me. Tell me damn it!"
We were close enough so that I could feel his breath on my face.
I could feel the heat of his skin inches away. My breath was
coming fast from shouting. I glanced at his lips before he looked
back up from the water at me.
"I know I'll do it in the end," he said dejectedly.
I had no clue what to say to him. Now the silence seemed
never-ending as well. He swallowed before he managed to speak
"I know I'm going to do it. I'm too selfish not to," he spat
furiously wiping his eyes.
It hit me hard how much I wanted to change things for him. I
wanted to rewind time, stop Ryan from killing her. He'd needed
Amber and now he didn't- he just wanted her. It was all he could
think about. Now he could do something about it and he was going
to. He was determined and he was selfish.
I knew he was selfish. I knew from the moment I met him what sort
of guy he was.
"I hope you don't Kyle," I told him.