She snapped back out of the flashbacks of her mother torturing her to find a teenage boy who looked around the same age as herself
He had dark brown hair that was messy as if he had just woken up after a long night his chocolate brown eyes barely holding themselves open.
She thought of him to be her definition of perfect.
He stopped and looked up at the waitress and examined her for a couple of seconds.
She had loose curls almost looking wavy in a way, her hair a light brown colour it was neat and tidy and there was not a single hair on her head that was out of place.
Her eyes were hazel he thought he had seen a twinkle in her eye maybe he did or maybe he is just tired.
He thought of her to be his definition of perfect.
TW: RAPE
Cons; includes rape, use of drugs, smoking, drinking, possible smut included (warnings at beginning of chapter will be associated if it goes into detail)
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A/n; thank you so much for 1k reads!!!!
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.