hold me in your memory ;; [SETH]

[leah grace clearwater]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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The sun was slowly setting, sending an array of pretty colors across the sky and cooling the temperature a bit. First Beach was always at it’s most beautiful at this time of night, which was what brought Leah Clearwater down to it, dragging her feet along and letting the feel of the cool sand beneath her feet relax her. It was one of her favourite places in all of La Push, and had been since the first time her father had brought her there. Even now, twenty years later, it was still the one place where Leah felt truly calm, especially now that the small cove she was heading to served as a memory of her father. The day he’d died had been the worst day of Leah’s life after the break up with Sam, and every time she thought about either of those days, she tended to wander off to the beach and let the sound of the waves gently hitting the shore ease her mind and help make the pain of the memories pass. But of course those memories were never truly gone, they had been locked away and left a permanent mark on her heart and broke it a bit more every time they tried to surface.

Leah Clearwater had never been such an emotional, weak young woman until her father died, though she kept a tough façade in front of the other members of the pack because she didn’t want to deal with their mockery and teasing. Lucky for her, they had gotten a lot better about it and she’d been able to finally get along pretty well with them, but there were still days where she did her best to hide her depressing thoughts so as not to make the atmosphere gloomy. It was best to keep the atmosphere around the pack a light one that would help pump them up for whatever duty they were performing rather than bringing them all down, and Leah was not going to be the one to blame if that happened. The majority of them hated her enough already as it was, and she really didn’t need to give them any more reason to increase that level of hate. Of course, she really didn’t care since she’d taken to keeping to herself most of the time, unless it was to go and help them out, but she still had to put up with them sometimes and preferred not to feel like a huge nuisance. She didn’t have many friends left around town, but that suited her just fine for the time being since pack duties and helping her mother kept her busy.

Since her father’s death, Leah hadn’t had much time to grieve since she’d been catering to pack duties, and her thoughts were being constantly haunted by memories of her father, which was a lot worse than the pack having to hear her depressing thoughts about Sam. It was hard for her to try going back to the person she used to be when her thoughts were always so miserable, and she was at the point where she was honestly considering giving up. Her desire to be the girl she used to be before everything had started going down hill for her was apparently not part of her destiny however, or so she was really starting to believe. A few months ago, she had been waiting for a friend to pick her up to go to a movie and what she had gotten instead was a whole new form and a dead father. These were the thoughts currently going through her head as she lowered herself onto a piece of driftwood laying on the sand and stared out at the slowly setting sun. Her father had always taken her and Seth to watch the sunset when they were little, and doing it now brought her comfort so she continued to do it. Picking up a rock, she threw it into the water with as much force as she could muster. The gentle splash it made as it hit the water and sank made her feel a bit better calmer. Now, anger and annoyance with her ancestors and the fact that she was now stuck shifting into a giant wolf from time to time replaced my sadness. She let her anger run freely as she threw another rock into the waves, watching as it skipped a few times across the surface before finally sinking to the bottom, never to be seen again. Then, pushing her long, dark curls out of her face, Leah shifted into a more comfortable position and watched the waves crash gently onto the shore. Once the sunset was over, she’d be heading home and probably going off to patrol, but for now she was going to enjoy the memories of happier times.

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[seth eli clearwater]

Seth normally didn't have bad days, but today something just felt...off. He had gotten up and, for some reason, he felt overly tired and his feet had felt like they were made of led instead of...well, whatever it was feet were made of. Bones and blood and whatever. In any case, to get back on track, Seth just hadn't felt as cheerful as he normally did. He had heaved a rather heavy sigh, and then he'd gotten dressed and sluggishly moved downstairs. His house was quiet, which likely meant that he had been the last person up. Seth had wallowed at home for practically the entire day, wondering why he was feeling so crummy, and had just grabbed an apple before meandering his way outside. He had no idea what he was going to do this close to sunset, but for some reason he felt compelled to go to the beach. It was calling him, so Seth munched on his apple slowly and made his way there. He still felt funny, and eventually he sort of began to realize why. His dad. Of course. He should've realized that. Suddenly he paused in his tracks, the dream he'd had the previous night moving up and slamming him full force.

Seth's dream had been so amazing. He had been sitting with his dad underneath the starry sky. They were both cracking jokes and enjoying themselves, just having a nice male bonding type of time. Seth had gotten to hug his father again, he'd gotten to joke around and hear the familiarly comforting voice that he'd known since he was a baby. Seth's eyes stung with tears as he thought of the dream, and he sniffed a bit before blinking. The tears disappeared, leaving Seth with a light burning sensation in his nose. The teenager bit his lip a bit, then shook his head, continuing his way on to the beach. He knew that he shouldn't dwell on his father, and most days he didn't. Seth knew his dad would want him to keep on smiling and all of that, but sometimes it was just so hard. Seth was normally a really cheerful kid, but everyone had their days.

It wasn't really a wonder to Seth anymore why he'd wanted to come to the beach. He used to go to the beach with his dad and Leah all the time, especially when they were kids. Seth felt another lump well up within his chest, but he looked up at the darkening sky and forced himself to stop hurting. It wasn't doing him any good, but nowadays it seemed that even reminiscing about his father made him ache with a lonely feeling. He loved his mother a lot, really he did, but it just wasn't the same as having his dad around to laugh with, or having his dad clap him on the shoulder when he'd done something good. Seth missed the attention that his father normally centered on him, and he'd begun to be a little harsher on his mom because of it. Seth regretted it, because he could see the hurt flicker in her eyes, but he just couldn't help it. She seemed to understand though, most of the time, especially when he'd come to her and apologize sheepishly hours later. Seth sighed softly and shook his head.

By now, the beach was in his plain sight. Seth paused in his steps, staring out at the ocean for a couple long, silent moments. He enjoyed hearing the gentle sounds of the lapping waves in silence, but was brought out of his reverie by a loud splash. Seth's head snapped in the direction of where the splash had come from, and he began to walk over to a girl who seemed to be taking her anger out on the water. He slowly began to realize that it was Leah, and Seth chewed his lip in slight apprehension, something he always did when he was afraid of attracting Leah's anger. He wanted to ask her what was wrong, so he would, but he could only hope that she wouldn't get angry with him for his efforts. Generally she didn't though, so Seth took a few more cautious steps forward and then plopped down beside her on the sand. He stared out at the sunset for a few moments, a sad sort of feeling balled up in his chest. He wasn't really paying much attention to Leah, but eventually he shot her a sideways glance. A pang resounded in his chest as he looked at her.

"I miss him." It was all he could muster, the only three words Seth could even bare to whisper. He felt like if he continued, then he'd start doing something incredibly uncharacteristic, like bawling uncontrollably. Seth sniffed a bit and then set his chin on his knees, staring out at the water. He wondered what Leah was thinking, and hoped she wouldn't mind that he'd intruded upon her alone time and dampened the area around them with his own sorrows.

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[leah grace clearwater]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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Happiness was not something that was easily found in Leah’s life. There was a time when it was, but after her break up with Sam she had pushed everyone she cared about out of her life and built up four sturdy walls to prevent herself from getting hurt again. It had more or less worked until her father died, and what made it worse was that Leah blamed herself and the stupid wolf gene’s activation for it. Harry Clearwater had hoped that neither of his children would phase, or at least that Leah wouldn’t because she was female and there had never been a female born with the wolf gene in the history of the Quileute tribe. So, naturally, he had been shocked when she got a little too angry at Seth and had suddenly morphed from a human to a wolf right in the living room. It had shocked him so much that he’d suffered from a heart attack, and Leah had never been able to forgive herself since. Her mother always tried to ease her guilt by telling her that it wasn’t her fault her first phase had occurred right then because it was out of her control, but Leah had convinced herself that her mother was just being nice. After all, Sue Clearwater had a kind nature and tried to make everyone happy if she could help it. If Leah was still her old self then she would have believed her mother’s words every time and smiled in response, but the new Leah was always miserable and bitter and never believed half the nice things people said to her these days. She was, however, trying to stop being that way but it was more difficult to go back to being her old self than she had originally anticipated.

Leah was used to being strong for herself after Sam, but now she was also trying to be strong for both her mother and Seth. The two of them had never really dealt with loss the way Leah had, so she had been doing her best to get them through Harry’s death. Thankfully, her efforts seemed to be working since she didn’t hear her mother crying in her room late at night as much anymore, and Seth had more or less gone back to being the happy go lucky kid that he’d been his whole life. It was good to know that her family was alright, and Leah herself was alright most of the time too. But sometimes, memories and thoughts came to haut her and her mood shifted drastically, like today. Going to First Beach helped her feel better because it calmed her and reminded her that she still had people around who loved her and needed her, despite her efforts to push every one away and for that, she was glad. It wasn’t easy being so strong all the time, and First Beach had become a sanctuary, a place for her to go and clear her head when it was clouded with the sadness currently occupying it. Plus, the sunset helped her remember better times when things weren’t so miserable and crappy in her life, so she spent as much time there as possible and tried to never a sunset on the rare occasions where there actually was a sun to watch. The colours in the sky always made things seem brighter and more cheerful and that was what helped her feel better.

After throwing a few more rocks into the water, she gave up on it and let her arm drop and rest across her lap. As she pushed a few strands of her hair back behind her ear, she saw someone approaching from the corner of her eye, and was surprised to see Seth. She watched him as he sat down beside her and gave him a weak smile before turning back towards the water, enjoying the gentle sound the waves were making as the hit the shore. She hoped that he wouldn’t ask her what was going on, but figured that he eventually would because that’s the kind of person that he was. She didn’t mind so much since it was Seth sitting with her, so she didn’t say anything to try and make him go away. He seemed upset like she was, and after he had uttered the three little words, she knew she was right. Turning towards him, Leah moved closer to her little brother and raised her arm to rest across his shoulders. “I know you do, Seth. So do I,” she said, hugging him close to her. It was one of those rare sibling bonding moments, and Leah was surprised but pleased to be experiencing it, despite the miserable circumstances that had provided the opportunity. “It’s going to be okay though. You’ll see,”

[/color] she said, more trying to convince herself than Seth.

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[seth eli clearwater]

It was a rare thing, Seth knew, that Leah would let her carefully placed guard down and let them have a little bonding moment. He remembered back in the days of Sam, when he'd ditched her, she had pulled back into herself and hadn't let Seth do a thing about it. It had hurt him quite a bit, because he was pained that he couldn't help his sister and she wouldn't let him. He had wanted to help her make things alright, but eventually Seth had just been forced to give up and stop. Leah had eventually come around, but since then Seth recognized the change in her. She wasn't as open with him, nor as carefree with her feelings. Sure, she'd always been a pretty tough girl from the start, but after Sam...well, it just got worse. Seth inwardly cringed and then pushed those thoughts out of his brain, instead focusing on the feel of his sister's arm around his shoulders.

Leaning into her embrace, Seth slipped his arm around her and let his cheek rest against her shoulder. He simply stared out at the ocean for a while, the setting sun and her presence making him feel lighter. "You're always so strong, Leah," he whispered, his voice barely loud enough to be heard over the gentle lapping of the waves. "Do you miss him too?" Seth knew his question was probably a dumb one, but...he asked it anyway. He figured she'd probably answer yes, because Seth knew that he and Leah had been rather close to their father. He thought of the numerous times they'd come to the beach and played in the sand together. Seth's lips twitched into a slight smile as he remembered his dad's voice, but then his eyes widened and he felt tears pool in his orbs.

What would happen when he forgot? Seth knew the human memory, and even the werewolf memory, wasn't always perfect. Eventually, with time, the memories of his father would fade. Seth knew he'd forget what his father smelled like, and what it felt like to be wrapped in his embrace.. Eventually, he'd probably even forget what his voice sounded like. Sure, pictures would help him remember how his dad looked, but...the revelation made Seth's heart constrict painfully in his chest again. He felt ashamed of himself suddenly, then frowned in determination as he tried to promise himself that he would never forget it - any of it. His lips had gone dry throughout that whole little moment, so Seth carefully licked them, blinking the unwanted tears from his eyes. He focused on watching the ripple of the ocean, his grip tightening slightly on his sister's waist as he tried to remind himself that he wasn't alone in this, and that the rest of his family was hurting just as much - if not more - as him.

After chewing his lip for a few moments, a habit that he had developed rather unknowingly, Seth finally decided to just spill his guts and lay his cards down on the table. She'd probably have made him eventually anyway, so Seth wanted to get it over as fast as possible. Like ripping off a bandaid super quick, and all. "I wish I would've spent more time with him now," Seth admitted quietly. He knew it wasn't good to dwell like this, but...he couldn't help it. Pain wasn't always something Seth knew how to manage, because normally he could be happy at the simplest things. When it came to feeling sad and hurt, normally he was able to brush it off and just move on, but this time it was different. This time, with his father's death, it felt like a part of him had broken off and had gone missing forever. Seth didn't like that feeling at all, and he had absolutely no idea to deal with it. He shot a sideways glance at Leah. "Mom says you blame yourself," he explained quietly, his lips pulling down into a slight frown. "I see it in your eyes, Leah. You blame yourself for it, don't you?"

Sure, Leah was always good with hiding her emotions, but it wasn't like Seth was a stranger. He lived in the same house with her, and by now he was pretty good at judging people's moods and thoughts, especially when it came to topics like this. He was sort of going off a hunch, trying to see if she'd confess to it, so that way maybe it would just be easier on all of them. Maybe they would be able to just get things out in the open, and then their hearts would finally be able to stitch themselves back up from the wound their father's death had caused. Seth wasn't sure why Leah blamed herself, if she did, but he wanted to get to the bottom of it. He was sort of hoping that by making her feel better, they would both feel better, and then life could go back to what they considered "normal".

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[leah grace clearwater]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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It was rare to see the Clearwater siblings bonding over anything, since most of the time they just fought over the living room and television, and whose turn it was to do dishes and other things around the house. But, they were able to bond over the fact that they had both lost their father, someone they had both loved deeply and were very close too. The three of them had always spent so much time together, and it was still weird to walk down to the kitchen and not see Harry sitting there at the table waiting for them to come downstairs for breakfast. It was still weird to come home and not see him perched in his favourite chair by the window, only half watching whatever program he had on the TV. But most of all, it was weird to walk around the house and see things like one of his jackets and pairs of shoes still in the closet, or his fishing pole and tackle box sitting in the corner by the front door, waiting to be picked up and brought to Chief Swan’s house for another fishing trip by someone that would never touch them again. The house felt empty without him there, and Leah wished she knew how long it would feel like that. All she wanted was her family to be able to go back to normal and get past all of this, but she knew that it wasn’t an easy task for anyone who had lost a loved one. That was why she was doing her best to get her mother and Seth through it, because neither of them were used to that level of pain and heartache.

She felt Seth lean into her embrace and wrap his long arms around her in a returning embrace, and she looked down at his head now resting against her shoulder. In comfort, she raised a hand to his hair and lightly pushed it back from his face, hoping to soothe him a bit. To see the two of them hugging was another rare thing, but over something like this nobody could blame them. It was amazing how, after almost a year, it could still hurt so much to lose a loved one and it made her wonder if any of them would ever really be completely alright again. Her guess was probably not, since she saw the way Jacob was when his mother was mentioned or something reminded him of her, and Sarah Black had been gone a lot longer. “Someone has to be, otherwise this family would just fall apart,” she responded softly, still stroking his hair lovingly. His comment was barely a whisper over the sound of the waves, but her enhanced hearing from the wolf gene helped her hear him. “Every day, Seth. Every day,”

[/color] she responded, staring out at the slowly darkening water. It was hard to watch the sunset without her father, but having Seth there made it a little more bearable and brought back good memories of times when the three of them – and sometimes even the four of them, when Sue decided to come too – would sit on the same piece of driftwood and watch it together.

Eventually, Leah knew the pain would fade but it would take a long time. Losing a boyfriend was something completely different than losing a parent because a parent was part of your life from the day you were born and would always claim the biggest spot in your heart. That was probably why the hole in her heart felt so much bigger now than it had when she and Sam had broken up, and why it felt like it would take forever to fill. The first guy that a girl’s heart went to was her father, and he would always be her main man no matter how old she got and who she dated and fell in love with. That was how Leah had always thought of her father; he had loved her first and that would never change. It would be hard for her when she finally got married, if she ever did, to not have him standing by her side to give her away but she didn’t have to dwell on that now. She could feel Seth’s grip on her waist tighten and her grip on him did the same in return. Right now, her little brother was her candle in the wind and she was his, and they would get each other through this and help their mother together. At his words, she nodded, trying to avoid letting her hair fall into his face. “I wish I had too, but at least he knew that we loved him. He never questioned that for a minute, so don’t you question it either.”[/color] She said this with as much seriousness as she could manage, because it was true. Their father knew that they loved him and that though they were growing up, that would never change.

Judging by Seth’s tone, Leah decided that there was really no point in arguing with him or trying to deny the truth. Yes, she blamed herself for the heart attack that had killed her father or rather, she blamed the stupid wolf gene and its decision to trigger at that exact moment. Most of the pack hadn’t phased for the first time right in the middle of their living room in front of their parents, so nobody else had put such shock into someone they loved that it caused something fatal. Of course, she wasn’t going to tell her brother all of that, but she figured that she would at least admit to blaming herself. “Yeah, I do. It doesn’t matter what anyone says because I won’t change my mind about it,”[/color] she said, subtly trying to tell her brother not to try and convince her otherwise.


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[seth eli clearwater]

Seth had to admit, he liked these kind of moments with his sister. It was like they were all each other needed, and with the whole sunset deal it was like it was ripped right out of a storybook. The sunset looked like it had been painted almost perfectly, with just the right splashes of color in the right spots to make it absolutely perfect. The ocean added to the effect, and the gentle rippling of the waves made Seth smile. Sure, he was sad about his dad, but the beach always managed to make him feel at least a little bit better. Plus, this few-in-a-lifetime moment with his sister was sort of making him feel nice too. He missed these moments with her, though they were definitely few in far between, so Seth supposed that there really wasn't all that much to miss. Oh well, he still missed them anyway.

Seth sometimes couldn't help but wonder what Leah thought about, and how she could just keep going on with her life so easily. Maybe it was the whole deal with Sam that had her toughened up? Seth wasn't sure, but he had a feeling that had something to do with it. Maybe if Sam hadn't ditched her a while ago, then...well, maybe things would be different, Maybe it would be Seth trying to be strong for his sister. Actually, that probably wouldn't be the case. Seth realized it without much trouble. Leah was never that type of girl, never one to desire lots of comfort or hugs and kisses from mommy and daddy when she fell down and scraped her knee. Seth was sure of it, because she'd always been the toughest girl he knew. He wasn't sure why she thought she needed to be that strong, but...oh well.

Seth smiled a bit and closed his eyes, happy to lean into Leah's embrace. When he felt her run her hand through his hair, Seth felt a slight twinge of sadness. He loved it when his dad did that as a kid, and even now he still loved it even though it was Leah who was doing it. He listened to her talk, and despite the fact Seth wanted to retort and say that she couldn't be strong forever he kept his trap wisely shut. He wasn't about to go and ruin the moment, because he thought that she'd probably get defensive or something if he tried to tell her that. Her voice was soothing his haywire nerves, and the familiar scent that radiated off of her made him feel rather safe. Alright, so maybe she was good at her whole self imposed "pillar of the family" or whatever. Seth wouldn't go admit that to her though.

"You know, despite the fact you get on my nerve sometimes, you're still a pretty cool sister," he said quietly, a slight smile appearing across his face. That's just what Seth did; he tried to lighten the mood. He wasn't the type who could manage to dwell on sad feelings for long, because if he did...well, Seth was pretty sure he'd just crumble. Sadness was simply something he had no idea how to handle. "I mean, I can't...I don't think..." Seth whispered, his voice suddenly breaking again. Inwardly, he cursed. This wasn't how he had meant for his little joke to go. "I just - I don't think I could do it like you do. How do you do it, Leah? How?" he half whispered, though his voice came out in a fairly pleading tone. He just had to understand. He just had to.

How could she be so strong, even though she actually admitted to blaming herself for his death? How could she make it through Sam, and now this? Seth didn't think he could do it, and he had no idea how she'd managed. He knew he'd probably go nuts, or something worse than that even. "You shouldn't blame yourself," he finally whispered once he'd regained control of his voice. Seth lifted his head a bit and looked at her, trying to smile but finding it difficult. "You know dad wouldn't want you to blame yourself, Leah. I know you probably won't...accept what I just said, but..." Seth trailed off, tearing his gaze away from her and staring back out across the waves. The sun was nearly gone now, and Seth honestly wasn't sure if he felt better or worse.

hey it’s, finished!
cause you’re awesome, leah
they’re all, 746
i love them, template @ + stockholm syndrome / lyrics @ the script *live like we’re dying
just letting you know, “ epic threadage time XD ”

[leah grace clearwater]

people change and promises are broken
clouds can move and skies will be wide open

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Despite the fact that moments like this with her brother were rare, Leah had to admit that she really loved them. Now that their father was gone, it was only the two of them left to go to the beach and watch the sunset when the rain actually went away for a day and it was a perfect way to remember their father. It had been something the three of them did whenever the day had been sunny to celebrate the lack of rain and it was a tradition that Leah – and probably Seth – was going to continue for the rest of her life no matter where it took her. The sunset tonight looked beautiful, lighting up the sky with pinks and oranges and telling them it would be warm out tomorrow despite the fact that it would probably be gloomy all day. Sunshine was a very rare occurrence in Washington, which sort of sucked if you really thought about it. But, Leah had grown so used to it after living there her whole life that it really didn’t bother her much anymore. Being on the beach also made her feel calmer and less sad about her father, but of course she would never completely get over his death.

She secretly always wished that she could be like Seth; so happy and cheerful all the time despite rare moments like this where he was anything but. He was always such a fun person to be around even though he annoyed her most of the time, and Leah could remember when she was like that too. But, life had a funny way of throwing things in people’s way and making them change who they are entirely. That was what had happened to her after the Sam debacle and her father’s death, and she couldn’t help wondering if she was going to stay a miserable, boring person for the rest of her life. She sincerely hoped not because her life pretty much sucked the way it was now, but she didn’t know how to change it. She had been the person she is now for so long, that she felt like maybe the old Leah Grace Clearwater was gone. Hopefully, that wasn’t the case but it was entirely possible. Either way, she was determined to try and bring that person back in hopes that if she did, her life would get better. She’d spent her whole life wanting to leave La Push and go away for college, but phasing had put a big damper on that and she figured it was a good idea to at least try and maintain some kind of good life if she was going to be stuck there for a while.

“And despite the fact that you irritate me more often than not, you’re a pretty cool little brother,” she said with a small smirk, ruffling his hair playfully just to lighten up the atmosphere. It was preferable to the sad atmosphere that was surrounding them before. She could hear him struggling with his words and she squeezed his shoulder even harder, pulling him closer. She wasn’t used to seeing her brother so down because he was such a happy, upbeat person but she liked being able to comfort him. “Honestly, I’m just used to staying strong after the Sam thing,”

[/color] she replied, taken aback slightly by his question. She shrugged at his words, not really know what to say. “I know I shouldn’t, but I just can’t help it,”[/color] she replied with a sigh. “I’ll get over it one day,”[/color] she said with a hopeful tone. She wasn’t sure about the truth behind her words, but she was hopeful.



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[seth eli clearwater]

He had to admit, despite the fact that sometimes she was cold and mean, Seth knew there was a much softer side to his sister. It was a side he looked for frequently, but it was only in rare moments such as these that he found it. Seth smiled a bit lopsidedly and shot her a sideways glance. Though Leah didn't seem like it, Seth actually considered her to be pretty good at giving people comfort, but he wasn't quite sure how she'd take it if he ever actually uttered the words out loud. Leah seemed to pride herself on the fact that she was strong willed and didn't wear her heart on her sleeve and all that, but a part of Seth figured that it was an act. Maybe not a big act, because it was her personality since Sam and his little issue, but there was more to Leah Clearwater than she generally first let on.

The lopsided smile remained on his face as he gazed back out across the ocean, amusing himself by thinking of happier and much less darker times. Times where Leah was just as happy as he was, and where they got to annoy their parents to no end with their antics. It was a time that Seth often missed nowadays, but he would do nothing to go back and change a minute of what had happened since. He loved his life, and his family, and even though they were going through some pretty tough times Seth was going to do his best to pull through, and not let the darker stuff bring him down. He hadn't let it before, and he knew his dad wouldn't want him to dwell on things too long. And Seth wouldn't, because he loved his dad too much to do silly things like that. Besides, Seth was pretty sure he got his insane happiness from watching his dad through the years, so being mopey wasn't going to help his father's memory in the slightest.

"So...," Seth began, his voice taking a slightly sly edge, "if I'm pretty cool, does that mean you'll make me pancakes for breakfast every day? Or maybe some waffles, with that awesome fresh fruit that mom buys?" He swung his head about to give her a wide grin, his eyes hopeful. Yeah sure, Seth knew she'd probably hit him or deny him, but it was worth a shot, and he had finally gotten tired of dragging the atmosphere down. That was not his job. Seth was supposed to make everyone feel like laughing, not like they were supposed to be crying. "And maybe, while you're at it, you could possibly clean my room too?" Yup, now Seth was definitely pushing things a bunch more. But oh well, it was much better than his angsting anyway.

"You will," he agreed, and gave her another bright grin. "And I'll help you and push you until you are," he said, his tone rather gave and full of promise. Seth let out a soft laugh, showing that his graveness was more or less for the fun of things, but he had meant what he'd said. Seth was going to make sure Leah's life stayed good, and he was going to kill someone if they got in the way of her happiness. He shot her a sideways glance, looking her over briefly. She definitely deserved to be irrevocably and unequivocally happy, that much he was sure about. With all her past issues with Sam and that junk, Seth figured it was about time she got to just enjoy herself and be happy.

hey it’s, finished!
cause you’re awesome, leah
they’re all, 603
i love them, template @ + stockholm syndrome / lyrics @ the script *live like we’re dying
just letting you know, “ epic threadage time XD ”