"You don't have to do this!" Cam stared down the cliff. "Why not? They don't care about me at all! They hired you to help me... None of them care about my feelings. Just go back to them and tell them to leave me alone forever. Emilia, you should just crawl back on all fours and tell them to go to hell."
Emilia took a step closer, putting her hand on Cams shoulder. "Just take one step back, I can help you." Cam took a quick look at her, her eyes were tearing up and started running down her face.
Emilia took a step back, her hand fell down by her side. She turned around looking at the yellow, old VolksWagen Bubble she came in. She hated that car, but it was cheap to hold. "If you want to jump so badly, just do it. If you think they don't care so much about you, go ahead."
Cams eyes slipped over the ocean, the waves were slamming against the rocks hundreds of feet under her. The fish swam away all at once, killing eachother in the process. They didn't care about eachother either.
"Okay, if you say so."
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.