You're sitting in a corner, crying and looking at your bloody arm, trying to forget and sleep eternally. Suddenly you feel cold.
You looked up and saw her. She looked at you and smiled, wiping your tears off,
"This isn't the end of your story", she said.
"Can't you see it? I can't anymore... I can't do this anymore mom! I want it to end, I want to be with you," you begged her desperately.
She looked right into your eyes with an upset and disappointed face.
With tears running down your face you asked your mother: "If this isn't the end then how does it end?"
She smiled softly and responded;
"That's up to you my little girl, you need to end this story the way you want."
At that moment everything became blurry, you couldn't stay awake.
You fainted, all alone, in the bathroom with an arm covered in blood.
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.