It wasn't that long ago when we all were still little kids who didn't have a care in the world. Then we grew up and then we all got so caught up in life that we forgot that we were just kids. Kids who didn't know better. Who got into drugs and alcahol and the parties. I wish someone would've stopped us. Then maybe we wouldn't have lost so much.
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The walls are swaying or maybe that's just me. I've never felt this way before, it feels weird. "Jazzy come on, you can stay at my place." I keep staring at the swaying walls. "You sound like a boy I used to know. A boy I used to love, but then his sister got clean and he disappeared with her. I was so proud or her." I look at him, he looks familiar. "Come Jazzy." I turn back to the swaying walls. It's been three years since that day and she stayed sober. "Ace, my Ace how I miss you. Where were you when I needed you. You use the nickname he gave me." I feel the sweet blackness start to form around my eyes.
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.