When Sloan Casey was at her lowest point at 17, she met Alex Abrams. Though sheltered it was almost as if Alex brought her back to life through her struggles. But after falling for Alex, the last thing she expected was for him to ghost her.
But what...
TW: Mentions of death, self harm and abuse are themes within this chapter
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Three weeks.
That's how long it's been since I've seen, spoken or heard from Alex. After that night he just vanished and when my mom knocked on my door saying a letter for me arrived.
I craved for it to be him, anything? Hell maybe even an SOS letter, so I knew he wasn't actually ghosting me.
I hadn't spoken to dad, not since that night. I cried in my friends arms, Teddy told me that sometimes guys just give girls their space. With what I endured, that's totally understandable.
Avery said, maybe he's worried your mad. But as his signature was signed on the seal of the envelope, I knew it was him.
I peeled it open slowly and lifted the letter
Dear Sloan,
I think this might be one of the worst things I'll have to do to someone in their life. But not just for you, for myself. I have to let you go, no matter how damaging it will be for me. I can't come between me and your father, one day you'll thank me. You'll find a man who treats you right, who dad approves of and makes you unconditionally happy. Letters aren't my skill, neither are goodbyes. But for your safety and for the respect of your family, they win. It doesn't make it any less painful and I'm sorry for what I'm putting you through. You deserved better than me princess, whoever the lucky bastard is, he'll find you. He'll make you happy and you'll heal again.
I love you Princess, never forget that.
Yours,
Alex
I watched as the letter fell to the floor stained with my tears. I stood mute but tears falling, I wanted it to go away. The feeling of nothing but ache, I wanted him.
"Sloan?" I hear my moms voice echo and as I look up to her I break. My hands collect my face and I find myself lost, today was worse than that day, today was the day I lost Alex.
"I have to go" I stood and left my mother in my room with the letter. I stole her keys and ran out of the house, I knew it was crazy, but I had no other resorts.
I found myself driving to Cambridge. I was going to find him, to stop him and I didn't care if I embarrassed myself, or him. I steadied my breathing on the drive in.
We would figure this out, he would explain. I would explain, I didn't care what dad wanted, what he thought was best. Because I knew for myself, I knew who Alex was. I knew he loved me and he did this because of my father.
I find my way to campus and see students if all sorts and then a girl stops me "Can I help you?"
"Yes, do you know an Alex Abrams?" She looked at me puzzled and shook her head.
