Dear Robin,
I don't know exactly what to say right now - I never have been particularly good with words (as I'm sure you know). But I need you to hear me out, I desperately hope you can give me a bit of understanding and read this with as much of an open mind as possible, though I'm not sure I particularly deserve that.
I suppose this is best told by going right back to the beginning - to the first time I truly met you.
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Nancy surely hadn't expected her spring break to end up like this. It was the same story every time : a problem arises, they fight yet another monster from the upside down, they win - maybe loosing someone along the way - and return back to normal life, knowing that it wouldn't be too long before this cycle would repeat itself. Barb, Bob,Billy,Hoper, more recently Chrissy, and now Fred - the list just kept expanding and they were almost helpless in stopping it, sure they could all tell themselves they were hero's and that they had succeeded if that helped them sleep at night... but where they? If they couldn't even finish off the job. If she wasn't standing in front of a police officer, telling him solemnly the details of Fred's death for the fifth time, she could've laughed at how naive she was, that she genuinely thought it would be the last time at the burning mall last summer, but it very wasn't.
Suddenly, her train of thought was rudely interrupted by the roaring of a car engine. Snapping back to reality, she heard the sound of a familiar set of voices. Roughly ten meters away, was a rusty old blue car and clambering out of it where three people - two a which she knew very well and the other... not so much. With a sigh she walked towards them, a feeling of warmth overwhelmed her. Time seemed to stop for a moment as her eyes caught the tall, awkward girl's who was standing just before her. Immediately,Nancy noticed her frizzy, unevenly cut hair and the freckles that stretched across her face and the slight blush rising up her body.Not very subtly, Robin was fidgeting with a crumpled up piece of paper, turning it over in her hands and ripping it up in to smaller parts - unsurprisingly, she was anxious and unsettled by this whole situation. Nancy felt a pang of empathy for the poor girl, after all, she had only experienced this once before while the rest of the party had a substantial amount of experience. As she delved deeper, she noticed the panicked look in her stormy eyes and the slight shake in her hand.
However, any traces of sympathy mostly disappeared by the time they had their first conversation in the library, later that day. Nancy did her best to not roll her eyes as the girl continued to ramble on for what felt like years. She clearly showed her annoyance, but that wasn't the only feeling present - it was accompanied by something that she couldn't full grasp or understand. Instead, she wrote it off as jealousy of the obvious romantic relationship Steve had with Robin, deciding that her feelings for him must have resurfaced during their brief meeting earlier before they split up. Surely, that could be the only answer.
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A/N
Thanks for reading this chapter!
This fic will mostly be set after the events of S4, however the first few chapters may be talking about earlier events (it might not stick entirely to cannon though)
Hope you enjoyed it!
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Dear Robin
FanfictionNancy Wheeler has made countless mistakes in her life, like any normal teenager but one in particular stands out. As she attempts to salvage a destroyed relationship by writing a letter, she must relive the event that have led up to the mess she is...
