Conner is dead. I let this sit in my mind. Nate touched my shoulder, and I couldn't help myself, he was my escape. I gave him what he wanted, over and over, cause maybe I'd forget. But I'd cry when I'd give in. Nate told me once, "I can't be him". I really wish he could though. I really wish.
Danny has a fucked up life, but she couldn't care less as long as Conner is okay. He is her soul. But then Nate is so different, so willing to love her. And he helps her escape, escape everything. And she finds out he has a lot more to escape than her. At first, that's all he is, an escape. But he makes her happy, something she hasn't felt in a while. And she suddenly loves him like he loves her. But she doesn't know why she deserves love when Conner can't have it. Why does she get to live? She can't let herself be happy without Conner, right? He's gone, she shouldn't ever be happy again. Nate is the only one who can open her up, but he can still never be Conner. Cause Conner's gone.
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.