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letter two
My angel, Kitty.
I was so anxious to get a call back from you. Sitting by the phone all of that autumns day, refusing to be outside of an arm's reach of my cell phone – in case I missed your call, maybe missing hearing your angelic voice. I spent my whole day, waiting for you. Just you Kitty. The anxiety and fear I felt at the mere thought of never hearing from you again was extreme. The thought of losing something that wasn't yet mine made my hands violently shake. But that moment, at 6.32 pm, when you sat at your white wicker chair to the right of your small patio when you called me, made my day. Hearing your sweet murmurs through the airwaves made my heart sing, Kitty. You brighten even the shadiest of days, softened the toughest of hearts when you spoke. Your smile evident through your words.
Kitty, you made my stomach churn at your eagerness to see me again. I was so excited to think that you liked me too. That someone, as peculiar and spell bounding as you would want to associate or be seen out in public with a mere mortal such as myself. I didn't believe I was worthy of your affection. Your sweet, sweet, innocent affection. My heart crumbles at the thought of you wasting your infatuations on someone like me. However, I could never live with the concept of someone else loving what was mine. Something soon to be mine. You offered to go to dinner the next night at your favourite restaurant. 'Unless you are busy' you commented, your voice wavering slightly. Oh, my love, how clueless you were at the thought I would busy myself elsewhere rather than spending time with you, Kitty. I hope I didn't sound too eager, for I was talented at hiding my emotions and unwavering infatuation for you.
For the next 12 hours, I never slept. I spent time thinking about what you would like me to do; how you would like me to dress, how I should complement you without scaring you. I desperately wanted you to love me as I loved you. For you to enjoy my company as much as I dramatically craved yours. For you to want me like I undeniably wanted to call you my own. I was so proud of you, Kitty, for being so clear about what you liked on your Instagram. I never thought you would be so out there with your public account. How I misjudged you, Kitty. The anxiety was overwhelming, as negative outcomes of tomorrow night began to flood in.
Because I wanted you all to myself for the rest of your life and mine, darling.
Sweetheart, I wish I didn't overthink our relationship.
Eternally yours.
- K.
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okay chille-
can I have some feedback on wether this is actually interesting to read? i think its pretty spooking dating it with the day it was updated as if it is actually happening 👀
I'll update tomorrow I promise, anyway, that's enough internet for one day lmfao
lots of love,
- c
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KITTY | 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨
Mystery / Thriller"i know you better than you know yourself" ------- a nameless man reflects on his relationship with kitty through a series of video tapes and letters.
