Love letters (BebexWendy)

CHAPTER 2

WENDY

As soon as I get home I grab my notebook and rip out a page. I grab my favourite pen and start writing.

A few tears slip down my cheek messing up my mascara but I don't care. I know this needed to be done soon before it went too far.

I finish writing and start rereading the letter.

It reads:
Dear Stan,
I'm so deeply sorry that I'm doing this to you but I can't bare to see you suffer any longer.
I will be needing to spend time focusing on myself as a person which means I think it would be best for both of us if we broke up.
I know it has been extremely hard for you and I have tried my best to help but I can't help you if you don't want help.
I've been quite tired and exhausted and I think you should get professional help as I don't think I'll be able to deal with this any longer.

I really care about you and I am doing this for the both of us.
Love Wendy <3

You can see wet patches on the pages from the tears that rolled off my face. I sniffle and fold the page up. I put it into my school bag and text Stan.

Wendy: Hey Stan would it be ok if we could meet up for lunch tomorrow there is something I would like you to know

Stan: ok 👍

I sigh and turn off my phone and stare up at the ceiling. Five minutes later I'm fast asleep still wearing my day clothes.

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BEBE

I hold my mascara wand in my hand steadily as I carefully put it on. I then start to tie up my blonde bushy hair with a red ribbon and suffocate my lips in cherry red gloss.

I reach into my bag and feel the secret letter and giggle.

I sprint through the gates, passing all the people until I get to Wendy's locker. I grab out the purple tape and stick the letter to the door. I smile and run off to my locker.

I blast girl in red into my headphones until I see Wendy. I sprint up to her but she looks sad.

WENDY

I know I look like a mess. I didn't do my make up and I couldn't even be bothered to pick a clean outfit.

I hold the letter out to show Bebe. "I need to go quickly give this to Stan I'll be back." I give her a small smile as I continue walking down the hall.

I spot the short boy with bleached hair and   brown jacket.
"Stan, please read this. We will talk more about it at lunch."
He seems confused as I walk off again.

I finally pass all the different people everywhere and get to my locker to find a piece of paper stuck to it. It is folded over and sealed with a Purple Heart sticker.

I carefully open the page and begin reading. I scan over the beautifully written poem and wonder who could have possibly made it for me.

I jog up to Bebe and show her the letter.
"Read it Bebe! I wonder who could have written this for me.."

I notice her cheeks flush a slight pink colour but assume that it was a different shade of blush she decided to try.

BEBE

Holy shit she read the letter. I feel my heart pound inside of my chest.

Her mouth twists into a smile as she rereads the love note.

"It is so nicely written I don't think I know anyone who can write like this!"
Her eyes sparkle as her face lights up.

I flutter my eyelashes while pretending to be shocked.

"I'll try and figure out who wrote it!" She says excitedly.

Something about Wendy is that she is extremely smart. She can figure this type of thing in a short period of time. It's only a matter of time before she realises it's me.