His eyes were so trusting, those emerald green jems staring back at me.
"You have to believe me, I didn't kiss her." He said adamantly.
I was so lost, looking at the wreck of a man before me.
"I'm sorry...but it's over. I should have stayed with Charlie." I said, and his eyes fill with tears.
"No, no. You can't leave me El, I need you." He said, cupping my face to look at him. I gently pulled from his grip, and tried to silence the aching of my heart as I kissed his cheek one last time, and walked into the inky darkness.
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.