Our love was bitter sweet. There were some good times, but mainly bad. I've always kept telling myself that the heartwarming moments paid for all of the life shattering ones, but in all reality it didn't. His emotions flicked on and off like a light switch. One second he made me feel needed, the next I'm being beaten senseless. He was so clueless upon the topic of other people's emotions. And I was stupid enough to stay with him. Why? Because though he was quite the violent man, I felt as if I could fix him. Pull him onto the right path. Bring some emotion into him. And... Eventually I did. But... it took a lot. My name is Victoria Shaft, and I took my own life 3 months ago.
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.