"Ghabe left." I repeated to keep his thoughts on track. I snap my fingers to his "just-fucked-someone" face, and when I snap my fingers they're not gonna like it. He blinks, I glare "She left a note, didn't she?". I nod with disappointment, gathering my thoughts on why she left (many reasons to be exact and there is only 1 person who would be the cause of her effect. Me)."I can't believe she left" he whispered. He enters the room to change, slamming the door in my face with it's scent. I hope I'll find her... Is she lost? Is she broke? Or is she waiting.. waiting for me? Just wait Ghabe. Please... just wait... for the last time.
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.