"I think I love you, and not the way I love Percy, more... stronger, and I hate it..." I mumble, sinking down into the white sheets of my bed as his figure looms by the door he had been a mere second from exiting.
"Axel I don't know what to do, I'm scared, I just want it to go away but it keeps coming back," I pause, noticing how wet my flushed cheeks have become from the pesky tears that just wouldn't subside.
My focus is on the soft white duvet that I hold clenched between my fists, but from the corner of my eye, I watch as his black combat boots stall at the threshold of my still bedroom. The atmosphere erupts into a dark cloud of silence as I hold my breath and wait for his response. The world seems to pause as I bite down on my bottom lip, sitting there, waiting for him to respond.
Was she right when she said he would never love me? Is he her prince and not mine? Why does Axel leaving seem so familiar, have I witnessed this nightmare before?
His voice, though soft and low still managed to shatter both the silence in the room and my heart, "I'm so sorry Wyn."
**Read description inside!
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.