WAS "NIGHTFALL"
❝You have to think straight yo-you can't do this!❞ He stuttered, his heart accelerating with each shuddering breath. His shaky hands pulled mindlessly at his disheveled hair in frustration as he stared at her shaking form. Was it too late?
❝I've already been broken too many times. And each fucking time I had to glue the pieces back together myself. What makes you think I can't handle another heartbreak? I can, but I won't be putting the pieces back together this time. Because, unfortunately, there aren't any pieces left.❞
And then, it was forever night.
ON HOLD
[FICTION]
[NOT FANFICTION]
warning: this story might have a never ending cycle of publishing and un-publishing
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.