The Jock vs The Bad Boy (BWWM)

He picked up the table and through it across the room. Then he picked up my mother's flower pot and through it towards the wall. He walked towards a picture of us and lifted it up just when I thought he was about to slam it down onto the ground. He stopped and brought it down to look at it. He looked at the picture of us. We looked so happy and in love, his arms were around my waist and my hands were around his neck. We were looking into each other's eyes and smiling like idiots.

The next thing I see surprises me. A tear drops onto the picture.
Wait is the Bad Boy crying because of me....
He kept his gaze on the portrait and asked me "Laura, who do you love me or him!" He said it so softly, with a bit of hurt in his voice. I could hear his voice break when he said him. Why does he want me too choose. It's too hard. I love them both.
"I....I..."

If you want to know what happens read the book!!!