The story of Anya and Belle.
Sometimes you have that one friend, the one that will moan at you, bollock you and even piss you off doing so sometimes but give you the strength every time to get you through each day. You just hope that they know how much you appreciate them and how much you love them because you’d be nothing without them. It feels as if they’re an angel sent to you from God because it almost like without them you just wouldn’t be here, breathing right now.
But there comes a day when God takes them away from you. No notice, no nothing. They’re gone, forever and there’s nothing you can do about it. It feels as if you’re just a cold blue sea without the golden shore. It feels as if you’re isolated from the entire world, it feels as if God snatched away your confidence, your courage, your heart, your smile, your life.
You’re left with nothing but a memory.
R.I.P
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.