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Leaving Amber

Novel By: ShaunaLeigh
Fan fiction



Beyond the impossible...an imprint broken...a soul flitting back and forth...another familiar with loss...forgiving the unforgivable...and leaving her behind- forever.

When former members of Sam’s pack return, a pack of their own is not the only thing they bring. Kyle’s imprint Amber may have convinced everyone to accept them, but the girl who brought them together turns out to be tearing the new pack apart. All comes to the surface when Ryan attacks her for leaving him for imprint, something Leah Clearwater is all too familiar with.
With Amber dying and coming back to life, the battle against permanent death is becoming more and more difficult. The only thing that can save her is what most wolves consider a death sentence in itself- vampire venom. Kyle has to decide whether to let Amber live a life without him as a vampire, or the other option of waiting on the ultimately unavoidable.

Disclaimer- I do not own Twilight, these characters (apart from some) belong to Stephanie Meyer. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jun 13, 2011    Reads: 38    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


Chapter 23- Leah Clearwater

"It's Carlisle. He says we need to get over there now."
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Kyle stared at me. I tried to keep my face composed and expressionless. I was still clutching my phone tightly in my hand and I slipped it into my pocket, relieved to have an excuse to break eye contact with him. The look on his face was heart wrenching- a mixture of hope fear excitement and apprehension.
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"Why, what's happened?" he asked urgently.
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"Come on, I'll tell you away from everyone," I muttered.
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He half jogged ahead of me towards all of the trucks parked down near the edge of the woods. I found it hard to make my legs move but I managed to follow him. As soon as I turned so I was hidden behind Cameron's truck, Kyle was standing there in front of me. I met his eyes warily.
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I didn't know how he was going to take it. On one hand it was good news but then on the other hand it wasn't. I didn't know Kyle well enough to know whether he'd look on the bright side or only see more problems to add to the already lengthy list.
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"So?" he said.
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That inescapable penetrating gaze that came with his imprint was fixed on me. I knew I couldn't stall any longer.
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"Good news or bad news?" I asked.
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"Bad," he replied impatiently.
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"It's positive that Amber has brain damage. Carlisle doesn't think it's as bad as he originally thought. Still it doesn't affect her abilities physically."
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"Brain damage?" he repeated, going paler.
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"It's not as bad as he thought it would be, at least he's pretty sure it's not," I replied quickly.
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"What's the good news?"
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"She's alive, Kyle. She's unconscious but her hearts beating, her lungs are working and her injuries are healing. Amber's back."
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His face had to be the most painfully beautiful thing I had ever seen.It flooded with colour and life while his eyes regained their shine, alert and no longer dead and searching. His smile stretched across his face. It wasn't the ghost of a smile he'd given me on La Push beach. It wasn't even the arrogant joking smile I'd seen when I'd first met him that morning. It was the full beam, warming care free smile of nothing but pure love and happiness that I knew, without having to be told, was the smile that appeared on his face for only Amber.
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He put his hands on my shoulders and I stared up at him, overwhelmed by the transformation in him. Then I realised that wasn't all that was overwhelming me. It was her- Amber. It was how every little thing that happened to her effected Kyle. If she was upset or if she got hurt it was harder on him than it was on her. How did she deal with that? If she wanted to cry how did she do it in front of him knowing it hurt him so badly? How did she keep from going insane having to think about someone else all the time, and not being able to be the least bit selfish?
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His hands were warm on my shoulders and his grip was firm but comfortable.
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"Is she back for good now?"
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"Hopefully," I replied.
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"I can't believe it," he laughed, his eyes shining.
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He pulled me forward and then up into a tight hug. His arms were snug and secure around my waist and I could feel the slight swell of his muscles. I wrapped mine around his neck. I felt his chin rest on my shoulder and his hair brush against my neck and cheek. The heels of my feet were lifted off of the ground.
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I was still speechless when they returned to the ground. If that wasn't enough, before I could regain my ability to speak again I was hit with another surprise.
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His arms were no longer around my waist. Now it was just the gentle touch of his hands pressing into the small of my back. His cheek and some of his silky hair brushed across my lips briefly. Then his lips finally touched softly against my cheek for a single moment.
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Shock doesn't even cover it. I was frozen with it, but on the inside a multitude of emotions were ricocheting off of the sides of my head. Not just emotions but thoughts too, one of them being "Should I hit him?"
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He was oblivious, his eyes still sparkling, his smile not as wide as it was when his teeth were showing, but still glowing.
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"Come on, we need to get a move on!"
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I wasn't listening. Something had caught my eye.
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"Leah, seriously!" he said waving a hand in front of my face.
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"What?"
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"Come on we'll be faster if we run."
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I followed him, running into the woods, but I couldn't help looking back over my shoulder. Something hadn't caught my eye- someone had. I saw him walking hand in hand with her back up to Billy's, shutting the driver's seat door behind him.
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He only met my eyes for a split second but in that instant I realised. He'd walked to his truck with her. She'd gotten in but immediately insisted that they don't leave. She'd probably told him to calm down and then to go back and apologise to Billy for acting like that in front of him. Emily's just like that.
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While all that was happening, we'd been on Sam's side of the truck where- I was certain from his expression in that split second- he had seen everything.




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