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T H I R D  P O I N T  O F  V I E W

Vienna closes the bedroom door, staring down at the white envelope.

She didn't want to read the letter. She wanted to talk to him in person, but her curiosity kept her from continuing her thoughts as she opened the envelope.

Vienna sighed at the familiar handwriting.

M I C H A E L

dear vienna,

writing this has been an issue for the past three months. i don't know exactly what to say or what're the right words to say in this situation i have put you through. all i can say right now is that i'm so sorry.

i know that the way i left was horrible. i shouldn't of left you that way nor should have i kept it a secret that i would be leaving. you deserved to know my reasons and you deserve to know my reasons now.

you probably won't read this for awhile, but if you are actually reading this the day calum receives it than i thank you.

i was worried that you wouldn't want to read a bunch of bullshit excuses or maybe you wouldn't want to even read anything i write from hating me for leaving you.

i don't hate you though.

i never could.

i never will.

you mean the world to me and i was just too stupid to not realize it before. i should have told you i liked you after 1 year of us living together.

though i didn't think you liked me. when i finally admitted my feelings, you replied back that you felt the same and i couldn't have been happier.

you made me feel something.

you made me believe in something.

love.

i'm so fucking sorry for leaving you. after i found out what was wrong with me i knew that i couldn't tell you.

i didn't want you thinking it was your fault since it technically is your fault, but it was also calum's and luke's fault.

maybe we should meet up so i can tell you the reason why i left.

i hope you'll come.

love, michael xx

V I E N N A

dear michael,

of course i'll come.

just tell me when and where.

i don't hate you by the way. i could never hate you. i still love you.

love, vienna xx

AN

Also I don't plan on telling you why he left for awhile. SORRY.

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