‘Dear Steven Yeun,
Well Steven, this is my second time writing to you. And, it's gonna be short, because it hurts to write to you, because One, You hurt me in I never thought I would be hurt, and Two, You probably won't even read these letters. But, if you do, I still love you, and I shouldn't. You fucking broke me. Shattered my fucking heart. I always wanted to my name to be Lauren Yeun, it would've been amazing, but now, it will never be.
Much Love,
Lauren Cohan.’
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Lauren's POV
/this is a flashback so its in italic\
Today was the day. Me and Steven's first date ever. I was so excited! I picked out my white tank top sorta thing with black polka dots and my favorite jeans. I remember Steven said to be ready by 7:30. So I was ready by 7:00 because Steven was always early. I curled my hair because he loved my curls, and I wore red high-heels because why not? I was sitting on my phone talking with ‘The Deadhead's’ it was my squad, I loved talking to everyone. Xena was talking about her birthday since it was a few weeks away, March 8th. She was gonna be a teen! I had bought her tickets to LA to spend a few days with Me, Alanna, and Emily. She would be so happy! But, I heard the doorbell so I quickly told everyone bye, and took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw Steven standing there, he was wearing a black flannel and jeans; something different. I liked it. "Hey beautiful!" Steven said with a huge smile as he kissed my cheek. "Hey." I said nervously, but in my British accent. "Ready?" He asked as he held out his hand. "I've been ready for years." I said with a stupid smile on my face. He took me to my favorite pizza place Jets. He knew how to plan the perfect first date, at least in my book. After Jets, he said he had another suprise, all I could think was how could this night get any better?
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A/N
Jets is a shout out to the babe
And Dammit_hemmings is cool
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Lauren's Letters (Sequel To Hurt By The One I Loved)
FanfictionAfter Lauren Cohan commits Suicide, what will her two best friends do as they read the letters left to them?
