Panic attacks; they come at the worst times. I'm 30 minutes away from getting off work and about 2 hours away from meeting Michael. Questions and thoughts encircle my mind. "What kind of an answer does he need? Why did he make it sound so urgent? Do I still have feelings for him?
To be honest, I already know the answer to the last question. Yes. I know I broke up with him, but it wasn't because I wanted to end it. I wasn't good enough anymore. He never said this, nor thought this, but I know once he toured the country and saw what lie outside our small, little town, he wouldn't want to be stuck with some loser nobody. I didn't tell him that in the note.
I've declared myself a jerk because of that note for multiple reasons. The main two being: I broke up with him through a note, and I never really told him why in that note.
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The Note
FanfictionEveryone in Nat's life seems to abandon her, making goodbyes hard for her. That's why she left a note; she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes and say goodbye. When he comes back to town, she can't make herself face him to explain. Nat is left bro...
