Peyton Meyer imagines

Leaving for the wrong reasons

      I couldn't do it anymore. I had to leave her. This was too much for me. She's pregnant! I'm not ready to be a dad, I'm too young for this. I just started my acting career.  I loved her of course, but this, this was just not what I wanted. I knew that this child was going to be born in this world weather I wanted it to or not, but that doesn't mean I have to be around to see it happen.

I packed up all my stuff, and sat down to write her a letter. How do you tell someone you love that you can no longer be with them? Not only not be with them, but not be in their life? After she reads this letter she won't even want to see me. Probably as long as live. I'm not sure if this is the best thing to do, but it has to be done. The letter will just be the easiest way to say goodbye.

Dear Y/N, I love you. I always have, I always will. You are the light of my life, or at least was. This is the hardest thing I've ever done. I don't even know how I'm writing this to you right now.

I'm crying as I write every word. I really will miss you. Everyday. I know that after you read this you will probably hate me and never want to see me or hear from me again.

I'm not ready for a child. I'm sorry. I'm just not ready. I wish I was, but I'm too afraid. To make things easier for you I left some money on the counter in the envelope, I also already changed my number.

     I love you baby girl. ~Peyton

     I had to go to the airport to catch my flight for New York. I was gonna miss her, but I know she probably won't miss me. I locked the door from the inside and left my key in the basket.

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Your POV
     I was getting home from school. I went to the apartment. When I walked in it felt strange, it was emptier than usual. I saw there was a note, an envelope, and a key in the basket. I was confused, and walked over to the table.

     I picked up the note and began reading.      Dear Y/N, I love you. I continued reading, and began to cry. He left me. He left me! He said that he was too afraid, but now I'm so scared. I can't raise a child on my own.

     The envelope was beside me. I looked inside and saw three grand inside it. I'm still in college. I don't have a job, my family is on the other side of the country.

     I never want to see him again, that's one thing he got right, but I need him. I'm too young.

There's no use crying over spilled milk. I've gotta move on and get ready for our baby. My baby.

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A/N: this is longer than I've done in a while.