alcohol and breakups ``William

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I NEED A HERO TO SAVE MY LIFE

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A HERO WILL SAVE ME JUST IN TIME[/font][/color][/center]

"if you speak, no one will hear a thing."

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"if you think, no one will judge you -- except edward cullen."[/i]
"if someone else were talking, everyone's at attention."[/i][/b]

Leila Rose Greyback had enough laying around waiting for Jacob to come back. People had said maybe he just went off on business again. She knew he was gone. She knew it in her heart but she decided to believe the others. To believe that Jacob still cared for her. That he wasn't gone. It still brought pain to her but not as much. She was tired of feeling like this for that bastard.

Well she has met someone new. Someone who was older than Jacob was. Someone mature. William Morte Crane had captured her eye for some time. She loved making out with the guy. Even though he was old he was still hot. So Leila didn't mind that he was old.

Then she Leila being the bitch that she is did something and figured she would get away with it. She cheated on William. Dean Coleman was so hot and sexy she just couldn't resist. It wasn't technically her fault since he was so damn hot. Smiling she took a sip of her whsikey. She was actaully waiting on William now. She hoped he wasn't late. She hated it when people were late. That was a huge pet peeve of hers.

She finished a glass of whiskey and ordered another one. Where was William. She had major plans today and they could not afford to be late at all. Sighing she thought about when William came over and saw that fight with her sister. God she hated that girl with a passion. She wished Helena would just die already. Its not like anyone actually wanted her there. Sighing she took another sip of whiskey.

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tagged to[/b] WILLIAM <3 wearing[/b] this and a tiny note to you[/b], oh my whale, i think i might die! credits go to snowwhite of caution 2.0[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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If there was any way on earth that he didn't have to go and see Leina today, he would take it. Even death seemed like a much more comfortable option. But what had happened that had made William so cruel and foul towards this girl? What could she have possibly donw to make him act this way? Well she'd done the very thing William was half-expecting her to do. She'd fallen into bed with another man, a much younger and less-developed man, but that was her own choice. William had vowed he'd never have anything more to do with Leila, and even though he didn't like to admit it, he had to take her sister's side. Leila didn't much care for anybody else, or their feelings. She was selfish, but she wasn't much to blame for that. Everybody these days was being selflish, putting themselves before everybody else. Every man for themselves was the new motto of the world. There was no harmony or love anymore, and anything close to it wasn't real.

However, with all this said, William dressed and readied himself for the meeting ahead with his soon-to-be ex girfriend, and it seemed the day was mirroring himself. The sky was bleak and grey, the clouds thick and bursting with rain down to the ground. It was sheer impudence that it began to rain just as William stepped outside. He stood frozen and allowed himself to get wet, and he licked hips lips and continued to walk, his hands in his pockets as he strolled on his way, taking his time. She didn't deserve his urgency or enthusiasim anymore. He should have seen that this was just going to be a one-night thing. William was well aware that he shouldn't be meddling with children. Well he knew now, and he learned his lesson well. He was getting the eyes of passers by, wondering what was in his mind to walk through the rain without a jacket or an umberella, but of course these were mere muggles. Not that he was underestimating them, they just weren't aware of how easy a wizard could dry himself with a flick of his wand.

The rain had stopped when William reared the Leaky Cauldron, and he'd dried himself off a dew streets back in an abandoned alley, and all that was damp was his tangled and unkpet hair that was tucked away in a hat. He wasn't his best-looking today, and was rather shabby. He hadn't shaved in a while, so it made him look incredibly older. His shirt wasn't tucked in corrctly, and he had scuff marks on his lovely new shoes. Not that it mattered, really. It was only Leila.

He walked inside as calm as could be, and he seemed rather content as he eyed the pub and found the blonde he was searching for. With a sigh, he closed the door and walked over to the girl, his expression blank and unwelcoming. She didn't deserve even his presence. His eyes drifted from her as he ordered a drink, and only when he'd downed most of his glass did he look at her. "Is there a reason you wanted me here today? Or can I just make this plain?" He asked, his voice low and dark. There was something in William that was not the gentleman Leila had met. He was intimidating. "We're done." He said as if he was commenting on the weather, as simple as that. There was hardly any emotion or opinion striking in there. Truth to be told, he really didn't care.