"I'm not quite sure how you managed to weasel your way under my skin. All I know is that you're in my veins now, and it seems that you are there to stay."
Alice hates love. Love isn't real. How could it be? Her father cheated on her mother with some blonde stripper, and her mother left. Her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. They were apparently "in love". But that was just an excuse and they all knew it. So, just like her mother, Alice left too.
She went to live with her outgoing and bold aunt to escape. But she's in for a surprise when she meets Dallas, a cold, brutal, and uncaring bad boy who hates the world. Will Alice's idea of love change?
(I know frank iero doesn't have anything to do with this story, but he's cute so whatevs.)
*P.S. there is a but of mature vocabulary in my story, so don't be uptight.
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.