Have you ever fell in love before? What about with two different men? And these two men hated each other from the start? Yet they played as nice as they could in hopes to keep you happy? What if there was the possibility that you KNEW you were in love with them both but with one, he could leave you at any moment but the other already has? What if the one that COULD leave told you that you were his one and only right before he went into battle? What would you do? Who would you choose? The one who automatically assumed that because you went to save his life that you still love him as you once did? Or the one who helped put you back together when the other tore you apart? I love them both. Possibly one a hell of a lot more than the other. This is my story of how I woke up and realized that the love I held for one was all in the past and the love for the other is so much stronger than I or anyone else could have possibly thought.
A/N: So yeah I've become unhappy with my other Twilight story SO I've deleted it and I'm redoing! Sorry if you guys liked it if you do Lemme know and I'll repost it or one of you guys can adopt it I suppose. Just give me credit for the first Chaps!