The Alphas Beta

//11 - Damien//

I know I haven't written to you, or more like, I know I haven't written in you in quite a while but after being loaded with tons and tons of work to do for the other members of the pack I can finally sit down and write. Even after all this time its still one of the strangest things, every morning its the same routine as it has been for the past four years. Wake up and attended to the pack while I watch as the other smile brightly and hear them telling me to not give up. They still tell me that not to fear for there is someone out there for me waiting. Funny how they can't see that there isn't someone waiting for me. At least not any longer. Sometimes I sleep on your side of the bed trying to find something remotely close to you but I know that no matter what you wont be there when I wake up. Some would say that they would rather die than not be with the one the love, but I see it differently. The pain I must have cost you is a constant reminder when I wake up without you. Waking up and knowing that it was entirely my stupidity that drove you away from me. That should be a pain I should live with and not try and run away from or taking the easy way out. I know now that sorry will mean nothing to you and they wont, and can't, change the past. If I could turn back time I would but for know I can't and I never will be. Maybe one day we will meet again. I wish you will be happy and will bring whoever you are with happiness as well. My only true wish would to be able to make you smile again. To be able to tell you I love you, and for it to mean in more ways that just that of friends. It's been almost 4 years since you left us, the pack, and even me. Four years that I have written to you. Four years since I had last spoken to you. If only I could ever find the will power to send my letter out to you.

Love,
Damien Lancer

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Placing the pen back down on the wooden table I opened up an envelope and slipped the small letter into it. Sealing the envelope I flipped it over and wrote Oliver in my messy handwriting before getting up with the letter in my hand. Turning off the light from the office I made my way over to the master bedroom before walking over and into the closet. Bending down I pulled out a dark brown wooden box from the corner of the closet.

Taking off the lid to the box I took the letter and placed it top of the endless amounts of un sent letter with only one persons name on it with my sloppy handwriting. The worm out box was almost over flowing with the letter and I quickly closed the box placing the lid back on the box before any tears that I could feel in the corners of my eyes fall.

Placing the box back into the darkest corner of the closet I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes for a second. I let the quietness try to calm me down but atlas it didn't quite work. The quietness was just a reminder of how the laughter that once was, was gone. Getting up from the floor I decided that I should probably take a nap before later tonight when Cassandra and Sven come to pick me up and drag me along with my family's and Oliver's and the pack to a local concert.

Don't ask me how they were able to get so many tickets for the whole pack. Cassandra had only told me with a sly smile on her face the the cost of the concert was nothing for us to go to and that I should come out and enjoy myself as much as I could. At first I didn't want to go but after being pestered and then told that there would be a surprise for me to see, well how could I pass that up.

I woke up later that evening to Cassandra pounding on my bedroom door yelling at me to get up and ready to leave. Groaning I slipped out of bed and slipped on a pair of dark jeans, a dark blue and black checkered flannel along with my black chucks. Running my fingers through my hair lightly I grabbed my leather jacket and my phone before walking out of my room and out the front door to meet everyone else down stairs.

When I got to the end of the stairs I looked around the room and found a suspicious looking Cassandra smiling at her phone in a creepy way. Oliver's parents both look extremely excited along with his older brother and younger sister. Cassandra quickly looked up from her phone and clapped her hands together with a bright smile on her face.