I felled to the ground crying as soon as I saw blood streaming down from my face.
"Bitch say his name one more fucking time!" she yelled in anger.
I cried knowing I can't keep him off my mind.
"Why you keep saying his name?! You love him more than me?!"
She slapped me again and I cried harder.
"Baby I'm so sorry!" Samara came to my rescue. Hugging me and kissing me and saying the whole excuse over and over again.
"Baby, I just....you know...
Blacked Out."
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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.