Chapter 39

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🎈CHAPTER 39🎈

•°Corinne's POV°•

I stared at the sun, busy going up, the sun's reflection on the water, it was truly calming, the letter Stan wrote to us stil in my hands, thinking over what he wrote to us.

Dear Losers,

I know what this must seem like, but this isn't a suicide note. You're probably wondering why I did what I did. It's because I knew I was too scared to go back, and if we weren't together, if all of us alive weren't united, I knew we'd all die. So, I made the only logical move. I took myself off the board. Did it work? Well, if you're reading this, you know the answer. I lived my whole life afraid. Afraid of what would come next. Afraid of what I might leave behind. Don't. Be who you want to be.  Be proud, and if you find someone worth holding on to, never ever let them go. Follow your own path. Wherever that takes you, think of this letter as a promise. A promise I'm asking you to make. To me. To each other. An oath. See the thing about being a loser is you don't have anything to lose.

So... Be true. Be brave. Stand. Believe. And don't ever forget... We're losers and we always will be.

And just like Stanley said in his letter, I did decide to walk my own path, I quit my job, and decided to enjoy my time with Ben, and go wherever he went, and every minute spend with him, was pure bliss and happiness, for the first time in a long time i actually had something worth holding onto.

Ben appeared on deck, with a kiss, he sat down next to me. "You sleep okay?" He asks.

"For once I actually had a very good dream." I told him humming to myself, I leaned into his arm, just enjoy the fresh morning air, and having him by my side for what's ever left of our lives, is going to be worth all the pain and suffering.

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