Carliana?" A deep voice punctured my thoughts and I snapped out of my memories. The gash on my side burned from underneath it's bandages.
"Carli? Carli can you hear me babe?" I shook my head and looked up to the man who had his arms wrapped around me. My eyes widened at his beautiful face, the way they always did when I saw him.
"Your shaking." He whispered sadly and buried his head in the crook of my neck.
I rested my head on his shoulder and felt my breathing ease. I'm safe right now, I thought to myself before gently closing my eyes and surrendering to the darkness plaguing my sore body, broken mind and tethered soul.
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.