I don't blame anybody for not wanting to be friends with me , or not wanting to talk to me, or being afraid of me. Honestly, I wouldn't want to be friends with me either, and truth was, I was scared of myself too. It would be nice to have a friend ,like, just one. You know? Just someone to talk to, but I guess I brought this upon myself. Ill always be known as the girl who tried to kill herself. I'm a mess. Between my drinking problem and trying everything to keep this girl alive, I need to get my life straight. I'm afraid that at any moment she'll slip from my grasp and poof be gone. My life would be over, literally.
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.