V I E N N A
dear michael,
you spent a lot of your time hiding away in your bedroom one week. i remember knocking on your door every morning, but you never answered me. it felt like forever and i couldn't figure out why you wouldn't come out.
for that whole week i was worried about you, thinking you had hurt yourself. i couldn't get in your room since you had the door locked.
i didn't sleep most of that week.
one afternoon you finally opened your door and pulled me into your chest. you cried for an hour, telling me you were sorry for not responding to me when i asked if you were okay.
i was just glad that you were alive, but what you said next surprised me.
"i'm in love with you, Vienna." i was shocked, surprised, happy.
"i love you so much, Michael." i said, pressing my chapped lips to your smooth ones. "please don't ever leave me." i whispered into your chest.
"i could never leave you." you said. "you're my everything."
but you did leave me.
we were a so called "couple" for almost three months when i came home one day to find all your belongings gone. nothing was left behind.
you took everything.
your clothes,
your video games,
everything.
you couldn't even leave something behind for me to remember you by. not even the shirts i used to wear when you weren't home.
no letter, no voicemail.
you just completely vanished.
i couldn't understand what was going on and why you had left. i remember feeling the tears falling down my cheeks and the sob that was rising in my throat.
you left me alone in the old apartment we shared.
so i left.
i'm not okay. i don't think i will be for awhile.
but it's whatever.
so, michael. how're you?
T H I R D P E R S O N P O I N T O F V I E W
Vienna places the ball point pen on the thick notebook, running her shaky fingers across the black letters. "Why're you doing this?" She asks herself. "You're only hurting yourself even more, Vienna." She says.
Maybe it was because she wanted to know why he had left her suddenly or maybe she wanted to fill her time with writing because that's all she knew how to do.
Vienna was left alone in her old apartment that the two of them shared since they moved to the large town where she would be attending college and he would be working at a record store.
She couldn't handle the memories anymore, so she did the only thing her mind could come up with.
Vienna had packed all of her things and found another apartment a few blocks away that was also a few blocks closer to her college. It was convenient and also the same apartment Michael and her wanted to rent when they had enough money.
Her parents had mailed her money for rent and promised to continue paying for rent after they woke up late one night to her calling them crying. They knew that Michael would end up leaving at some point, but didn't know he would leave without notice.
She was excited about finally living in the apartment she wanted from the beginning, but was upset that Michael wasn't there to help make new memories.
"I miss you, Michael." Vienna whispered, laying her head on the closed notebook.
AN
This is legit shit.
