I gaze down at the city below me, toes over the edge. I will do it, i have to do it.. i just- need a minute.
"Stop struggling, see. Look down. Just look down. All those people watching, those cars going past. What a beautiful way to die." I tell myself.
Following my own instructions, i look down at all the twinkling lights under the night sky. Indulging me. People speaking amongst themselves, chattering away. It was beautiful, i felt at peace.
Then i let go.
I'm falling.
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.