Dear X,
I keep talking to Parker and I feel awful about it. He and Madi were together, but never actually together. You know what I mean? They kissed a lot and were best friends, but nothing else happened. I'm not exactly sure what happened, but they stopped talking and now Madi hates him.
Madi is my best friend I think, considering I talk to her the most. Therefore, I am obligated to hate him and not have any contact with him. Two problems: 1. His locker is right next to mine 2. He's pretty cool and I like talking to him. Madi obviously doesn't like that.
Personally I feel as if I am indebted to him. Last year on July 31, I planned to die. I had all my funeral arrangements, wrote a will, all that stuff. It was going to be perfect, I had no doubts on what I was doing and had made peace with people. Tate asked if there was any way he could change my mind, but there wasn't. I had waited for this ever since fourth grade. I can't recall the time, maybe 23:00 or so (11:00 as you say, I know you despise my taste in military time) and I was writing a final story. Parker texted me and asked if I was going to kill myself, needless to say I denied it. He said more, but I don't wanna talk about it.
For some reason, what he said made me want to stay. For some strange ass reason, out of all the people who spent hours on end trying to talk me out of it, what he said stopped me. And I had never told him about that day, and he didn't even lecture me about it. He just made me feel like someone cared about me. I owe him my life.
I told Madi he saved me and even she thanked him for it. She didn't tell him what for, but that's the most civil thing she's done since they broke apart. I hate seeing people who need each other turn around and leave the other. Sound familiar?
-Casely
