the letter.

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I sat on my bed. It's been a long day of working on my robot. I was sweating, using a paper to cool me down.

I saw my door open and lifted my head that way. Tom came into my room and hugged me, which I thought was weird. It wasn't anything he'd usually do. He whispered something, I didn't get what. I would go up to ask, but he already had left my room.

I was confused. I wasn't sure what just happened. There wasn't an explanation, and I still couldn't figure out what he said. I laid my head down, wrapping my arms around me like he just did. I thought hard about it. Was there an event happening I didn't know about? I turned around and took a nap, which turned into a whole night's sleep.

When I woke up there was a letter on my floor. It was blue, with red accents. I grabbed it and pocketed it. I wasn't ready for it, I felt like it was something bad. I headed myself towards the kitchen. Catching an eye of Tom while he was making his toast. I looked at Edd too, he was munching on his cereal. Matt wasn't here he probably was sleeping.

I made eye contact with Tom for a second. He looked like he wanted me to say something. But I didn't, I didn't have an idea why he was looking at me like that. I looked away and searched the fridge for food.

Edd started talking about Ringo. Apparently, she was sick at the vet. He was worried for her since she had a overnight stay. Me and Tom listened to him, though I could feel his eyes glancing at me the whole time. Something was up with him. It was probably to do with the note in my pocket, or last night. I put my hand in my pocket and felt it while waiting for Edd to be done.

Soon, he was, and I went to my room. I sat back on my bed and took a deep breath. I opened it carefully trying not to ruin the pretty blue paper.

He talked about how much he liked me, and loved me. I blushed quickly reading over the letter a more than a few times. I knew why he was looking at me like that this morning. He wanted me to tell him I loved him too. And by not saying that he probably thinks I've rejected him. I felt bad. Putting the note in my drawer for later, I knew I'd read it again later.

I should go out and tell him but he's probably already at work or his room. I missed my chance today. I imagined his words in my mind many times, honestly loving them. The truth is I felt the same way. I didn't know I did till I read his letter. I would have acted on it sooner if I knew it was this. And he needs to know soon that I love him too.

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