Dear Calum,
I don't know if the body was you. Nobody does, to be honest. I've been praying all day that it wasn't you.. It can't be you. Calum, I'm crying my eyes out writing you this. Is it really you? I'm so fucking afraid to go in to identify that body later. They want me to come in tonight because they need to know as soon as possible, and the body was found in Los Angeles, so they called me down to identify if it's you or not.
I don't know if I'll be able to handle seeing you laying there, lifelessly. But I'm their only hope. And I need justice for myself. I need to know if there's a chance for you, or if there isn't. Baby, what if it is you? What if you're really gone? I'll never get those memories back, nothing. All these weeks I've been writing for no reason. You'll never read this, ever.
I for sure won't be able to handle it if you're dead. That's it for me. I have no family, no friends, no money, no nothing without you. All I have is school. And maybe Jack, but he's nothing compared to you. I'm breaking down Calum.. What if you're really gone? Who will comfort me? Who will tell me not to leave? Nobody. Michael's gone on vacation, Ashton I never contact anymore, and Luke? I barely knew Luke. I have nobody but you Calum.. And if this body is you.. You damn well know I'll be buried there right next to you soon.
I was planning on it anyways..
I love you, so, so much.
Love,
Dani
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Letters to Calum
Teen Fiction"I've never been so scared of losing something in my life, then again nothing in my life has ever meant as much to me as you do."
