Don't You Worry About Me

Elliot Fletcher always knew what he was. He didn't want, he didn't care and he certainly didn't love.

Perhaps he was just a shell.

However, one day in gusty, cold october, a girl moved the lonely, deserted house next door. There was something strange about her; she seemed different. Maybe it was the sad, pained expression that always hovered behind her sky blue eyes. Maybe it was the way she ran her finger down lines on her wrists to make her feel something.
Maybe she didn't feel at all.

Could she be the one who stayed with him?

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Ava Davies didn't know who she was. All she knew was that she wanted to be dead.

But, one day after her parents left their home in New York and moved across the country to this place she met a boy. He was alone, even surrounded by others. He was angry and rude, violent. It seemed that the only thing that kept him breathing was his fists pound into a man's face, making him bleed. He was almost as messed up as she was.

Could he be the one who saved her?