"He yelled at you again?" He asked
"When doesn't he?" I answered
"I don't understand why you let him treat you like that. I mean, you are his daughter"
"Was, George" I corrected "I WAS his daughter"
"He may have disowned you, but you are still his daughter"
"Unfortunately, I don't think he sees it that way George."
"Maybe, in time, he will learn to again."
"One can only hope" I said as I grabbed the tray of food from the counter
"Well kid, you know you can always come to me or any of the other staff if you need anything"
"Yeah I know," I said, hurrying out the door "Thanks George"
"Anytime kid" I heard him say as I left the kitchen.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.