The amENDers

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I dedicate this chapter to this awesome person for inspiring me to write this piece. I know it's not much, but they gave me the idea of writing this and they were actually interested in the story. So this is for you!!

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Dear Juliet,

This is a strange way of communicating with you, but I know you like it old school. Something you said about 'words being more real when written' and I'm taking your word for it.

It has been a while since we last talked, and I know it's mostly my fault. I got so used to you being around; whenever I called, you'd be by my side before I could blink. Every time I was sad, you would buy me gummy bears because you knew it's my favorite candy. You let me cry on your shoulder while you hugged me, and I know how much you hate hugging people. Even when we had these stupid, little fights, you continued to support me when I was nervous at my audition to join the cheerleading squad.

My point is, you've been there for me through and through. And I'm sorry I took you for granted. It was stupid of me to think that you'd still stick around after the things I told you.

I don't expect you to believe me, but I felt so sick when I realized what I had said. The impact of my words had knocked the air out of me as soon as I saw you drive away that night. I hated myself, I was disgusted with myself. You didn't deserve hearing these things. I didn't deserve having the most beautiful person on this face of the planet as my best friend.

You are wonderful, awesome, and incredibly kind. There are not enough adjectives in the dictionary to describe the kind of person you really are. Your family would be so proud of you for raising such an extraordinary person, and I really mean it.

I was jealous of you. Because after everything you've went through, you still stood tall and mighty. I felt like you didn't need me to support you, you are capable of supporting yourself. I was jealous of your strength, I am jealous.

After what happened between us, I had realized that even though you held your ground, you needed someone to hold you. Regardless of your independence, you needed someone to stabilize you. Someone who would be a constant in your life.

I'm sorry if you thought I'd be that person. I'm sorry if you thought I could handle it. I know some days you'd think you were the horrible best friend, but honestly, I'd win a Grammy for being the most ruthless and terrible best friend.

You're not selfish, Juliet. I'm selfish, I'm weak, and I'm the loser.

I let my sister slip between my fingers.

I probably won't see or hear from you again. My mom told me that you didn't want anyone to know where you were heading, I doubt she knows as well, but I respect that. So I'm going to leave this in your old house, hoping you'd magically receive it before leaving. I don't expect you to write me back or even read my letter. It's only closure for the both of us.

We shared a lot of unforgettable memories together, and I will never forget them. I had spent the best days with you, and I had spent the worst. But I don't regret any single moment I had shared with you.

I'll probably cry non-stop for a while. I have a hole inside of me that you used to fill, but it's my fault for drilling a hole in the first place. I'll take responsibility for doing this to our precious friendship.

I love you, Juliet. For once, let someone fill in your empty holes, and not the other way around. You deserve that, at least. We all wish you the best in your new life.

Yours truly,

Natalie xx

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Sweetheart,

I'll stop calling you by these nicknames 'cause I know how much you hate it when I do.

I'll make this letter brief. I wouldn't be surprised if you burnt this letter by seeing that it was from me; because, well, you hate me.

I don't blame you. Why would anyone tolerate someone when they just abandoned you like that? I know I wouldn't.

It hadn't even crossed my mind how my decision had affected everyone, including you. Especially you. I was too caught up with my own pride that I didn't even notice the sadness behind your encouraging words.

I'm selfish. I'm an idiot.

You hide your emotions so well, I couldn't ever tell with you. I know that's not an excuse, but I'm a guy after all. A stupid one.

We had this love-hate relationship going on, I never knew where or how we stood, but it was better than not sharing something. I care about you Juliet, whether you believe me or not, I do. You mean so much to me, and these were things I haven't had the courage to tell you before I left.

People say there's a thin line between love and hate, and that's how our relationship worked. But after that day at the hospital, I realized they were wrong.

We were that line that separated both, and we were okay in our position. I loved that line, and you found comfort in it; I had just noticed.
Then I had to be a jackass and erased that line from existence when I decided to leave. Now, you stood at the 'hate' section, while I miserably stood at the opposite end.

I lost you.

I'm so sorry, Juliet. These empty apologies won't do you any good, I know. I just can't seem to shake away your agonized face from my head. When I close my eyes, all I can feel is the pain that I caused you.

A beautiful soul like yours doesn't deserve to go through that.

I made promises to you, many of them I had broke. I am an idiot to think that I was worthy of your trust and precious time. I am truly sorry for that.

This is the last time you'll hear or see from me again, I understand that's how you want things to be. You are better off without me.

I loved your speech, it was spectacular. I could tell those words are going to stick and remind you how far you've gotten and how strong you've become throughout. You have every right to be proud of yourself.

I hope your fresh, new life would make you happy again. Maybe it can fulfill the promises I had failed to keep.

-Noah.

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Well . . .

These are the final words that had been shared between Juliet, Noah, and Natalie. I know the ending of this story was unclear; it's going to be explained in the sequel.

So I wrote this just to give some closure to the characters.

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