The Last Letter (Rewrite)

Chapter 7

The most important person, or so I thought, is now gone. She was the closest I had to a therapist. I've been told by many people that I need one, but I never took their advice.

I have officially dropped out of school. I'm getting paid at my friend's house because I do all of the household chores and run any errands he needs instead of sitting on my ass all day.

It's a pretty solid pay. I have already raised almost $400. Of course, I must admit, about half of that was from helping neighbors and some of his friends. I decide to go and treat myself like I'm worth something.

I go the the Apple Store in the mall and buy an iPhone 5s and a few iTunes gift cards. I decide to go to the hair parlor and dye some of my hair a deep purple and trimmed. After all of that is said and done I still have about $50 left. Not too bad for all of that.

I return back to his house and find I'm home alone. I set up my iPhone and easily spend the iTunes money on songs and a couple games. I spend an hour or two getting everything done.

I was blasting "Linkin Park" when Jaiden walked in the door. He heard the music and was singing along with me as he sat down on the couch. After a few minutes I realize he is singing, but he doesn't seem happy. I pause the music and look at him.

"Jaiden, what's wrong?" He returns the state and sighs. "You know," Jaiden states. "One day you're going to realize that people do care about you and love you. I care about you, a lot, and it hurts to see you in this state. Some people notice you're upset, Coraline." He pauses and takes my hand.

"Yes, I understand that you have dark days and even darker nights, but I'm going to be the person you need when you break. You can try and shut me out and push me away, Coraline, but I'm sure as hell staying right here."

I look into his eyes and I see hurt. I choke back tears and Jaiden pulls me in and holds me. He doesn't say anything as I cry into his shoulder. I wrap my arms around his neck as I let out the screams and weeps I have held in for so long.

When I think about it, Jaiden was the one to be there when my mom started beating me and screaming at me day and night. He would always sneak into my window at odd hours to see if I was holding up okay. Jaiden understands I just want to take a break from life, even if it's just for a little bit.

I'm not ready for the obstacles of life. I'm just not ready today. I probably won't be for a long time.