Okay, so this is my very first try at Twilight fanfic. So forgive me if it's terrible and please review to tell me rather or not it sucks. It will also be pretty short chapters. There aren't really any warings and tey to ignore the grammer mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
I loved him, I have since I was born. There wasn't really a choice really; not that I minded. It wasn't the Iove I had for him that that had me on edge. No it was the smile, the smile he only has for her. I get the smile he gives everyone, but she gets more. It was their own secretive smile. Most of the time he knows what she was thinking without trying. He knows her in ways that no one else does and that without them having sex. They had never had sex. They weren't that intimate with each other. Anyway he was suppose to love me and I believe he does on some level; though not as much as he loves her. I'm pretty sure everyone can see it. Like right now there having a n argument.
"Jacob, she laughs "That would never work." He smiles at her and my gut twist. Dad looks at me and I know this is killing him as much as it's killing me. Watching the women you love, love someone else because no matter how many times she mutters three simple words, she will always be thinking of him. It sad that anyone thought she could ever love dad. Mom will always want Jacob.
