Gone | Edited

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Dedicated to mellove211 for the love shown! Thank you!

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GONE - 40

Dear Issac,

9 months.

Wow, it's sure been ages since I've written to you.

Life has been pretty darn hectic.

Let me give you the basic idea of what has been going on:

Diesel, my boyfriend of 4 months, and I have moved in together. I know it's pretty fast seeing as we haven't known each other long, but we go to the same university and thought why not?

Speaking of university, Lola moved away to Wales with her boyfriend. She said it was her life-long dream to study there and I'm happy that she's chasing her dreams.

I mean, the girl deserves it. She's been my pick-me-up even when she knew I was the bitch of the school. She didn't care. Instead, she saw that I needed a friend and helped me out. For that, I cannot thank her enough.

As for me, I'm studying business management. To own a clothing boutique has always been what I wanted to do. You know that, though.

It's only been a few months in and it's already kicking my ass with the crap ton of essays they give. Reason number one.

Diesel and I have been amazing. We're planning on going abroad for Christmas break. The living together really gives us alone time too.

Alongside that, he's been taking me on lots of dates. He seems like the cheeky boy who hates romance when in reality, he's a soppy cutie. Reason number two.

I'm also happy, after so long. Reason number three.

I've also gotten a job. Cue the dramatic gasps now. Yes, Emma the lazy couch-lover, has gotten a job. But not any job, a job at the café we all love. Working there makes it less miserable for me because when I'm cleaning the table or taking orders from rude customers, I just think of all the memories I share with very important people in my life. Reason number four.

I've also decided I don't need to write to you anymore. Reason number five.

These past few months away from writing to you has given me the time to do some soul-searching for myself. I realised that I wrote to you as a way to release my emotions, almost as if you were still here. I reminisced and stayed in the past.

Not writing has meant that I could become a better me, and start to move on from you. I say start because the truth is, I still love you Issac. I always will. All the years we spent together mean a lot to me and I am not going to forget them. They shaped me into who I am today.

I don't know what the future holds for me, Issac. Or you. But all I know is that if you were to ever come back, there would still be a part of me that would want you. Sure, you hurt me a lot and I would still make you pay, but you do matter to me.

I wouldn't get my hopes too high though, because Diesel keeps me happy and I'm not the type to go running back into someone's arms like that- it's just unfair.

I know I'm confusing you right now, but this shows my acceptance to what has happened. My growth as a person.

So here I am, currently sitting in that same treehouse that I was afraid to even utter a word about, writing my final entry to you.

I'm glad I got the chance to know you Issac.

But, damn I wish you weren't gone.

Love,

Emma Kingston, the girl you once loved.

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I put the lid onto the pen as I sign off and close the book. I take the ribbon I bought and tie a bow around it. On the cover I then write, Issac.

After placing the book in the corner, I look at it.

I couldn't have ever imagined my life turning out like this.

I always imagined Issac by my side, boyfriend or not. We imagined finishing school together then travelling around the world for a year. After enjoying our life, we'd come back home and go to university, then opening our own shops. We'd then get married and have children who would be loved by us dearly.

The reality wasn't like that.

The reality was that Issac left, and I wasn't okay with that at the time. I moped, I sulked and I became someone I would never have known to be. But then, Lola became my friend and helped bring me back unknowingly, while teaching me to have fun again. After that came Diesel. I never knew I'd ever date someone after Issac but I guess that didn't work out. But it worked out for the better.

I didn't have my year break of travelling, instead jumped right into university. As for children, I don't know what will happen. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Someone once said, 'Some people are going to leave, but that's not the end of your story. It's the end of their part in your story.'

This was the end of Issac's part in my story.

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Author's Note: *SOBS* THIS WAS THE LAST CHAPTER OF GONE. Just the Epilogue left.