March 8, 2015
Dear Louis,
I've been here a while now. They seem nice and they offer classes for us to take. I'm interested in the art. Maybe I'll find a talent other than music that doesn't relate totally to you. Everything seems to relate to you, though.
They've been trying to get me to leave my room but I refuse most of the time. I leave occasionally to attempt to eat but everyone keeps to themselves so it's pointless. They've tried getting me to go to the classes regularly but usually I throw one of my childish tantrums and they leave me alone. I've broken a chair and two vases at this point. I feel horrible for being such a brat but they don't listen to me any other way. I hate myself so much right now.
Yesterday, I threw my biggest tantrum since you died. They wanted me to explain why I acted the way I do, and of course I had no words. Words have lost their meaning. No one listens anyways. They only care because I'm a part of their income. I've heard them talking and they say mine are the most frightening. My silent screams and tears. I can never seem to form the sound I want. Silence is always more frightening than noise. I've forgotten how to speak... I miss you. I love you.
Always, Only, Forever Yours,
Mai <3
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Without You
RomanceUNDER EDITING: Mairenn and Louis had been together for a while. Neither of them kept track of the time. Mairenn knew Louis struggled with suicide and guilt over his parents leaving him and his sister when they were young. She loved him and supported...
