First, before I tell my story let me introduce myself. My name is Elizabeth Griffin and at the age of fourteen I was sentenced to prison for murdering my mothers' abusive boyfriend. Well, being terrified but not exactly feeling guilty at all just REALLY helped my sentence with the judge. Anyhow, the criminal justice systems went to hell a long time ago.
There's a reason for that.
Authors Note: So guys, I wrote this about 4 years ago, and at the time I was apparently unaware of my horrific grammar. As I'm back on Wattpad again this story will continue, as I have always wanted to see where I could take it. Apologies for any annoying mistakes. I will be editing everything as well as adding on. Thank you!
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.