I watch his feet create distance between us, with each step he takes my heart cracks. Do I tell him, tell him everything? He won't understand, he will think I am crazy! ... But watching him leave is slowly killing me inside.
" Wait!" , is the word that manages to escape my lips.
His head turns to look at my face, which I imagine is a mess, crumpled with pain. I realize that tears are streaming down my face, burning their way down my flesh leaving me a blotchy mess. He takes in the scene, and I can tell that he is debating on listening to his head or his heart.
" Please,.." , I say through tears, my eyes locked with his, silently pleading. He opens his mouth to speak, but he can't seem to grasp the words, and I watch as his blue eyes grow bluer, tears welling up, making ocean waves. I take a step towards him.........
( Must read from the begging to find out what comes next!!)
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.