Letters to Marie

Chapter 13- Letter Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty One, Twenty Two and twenty three

Before I begin the chapter I just want to give you all a massive thank you, I think I have the best fans and readers out there! I have yet to have a negative comment which I am so thankful for and knock on wood I can continue writing well enough so I won’t get any! LTM has reached 20,000 reads and that's insane for me like I really want you all to know I really appreciate all your comments and votes! Seeing that it reached 20,000, I wanted to do something a little different with this chapter and an idea sprung in my mind which is why you see the title has so many letters! Any ways I hope you all enjoy this chapter oh and I'm going to start replying to comments if you guys want instead of just every once and awhile! I just forget to respond sometimes! Also if you guys ever want to talk I'd love to get to know you guys! Okay thanks so much again love you guys! -Muah! 

1/6/2013

Marie's P.O.V.

"I can walk, really it's fine." The accent haunts me again, where is my admirer from?

"No, there's no sense in you walking in the rain when I have a perfectly good pull-out couch." I laugh at my words and he nods in agreement following me to the linen closet as I scoop out two pillows, a fitted sheet, a regular sheet and a blanket. 

Silently, I help him pull out the bed and get it set up with the sheets and blankets creating a perfect bed for him to sleep on. 

"Is there anything you want before I go into my room? Water? An extra blanket?" The nod of his head and kiss on my cheek tells me no and I gather the two letters he had given me earlier and my water and make my way carefully to my room shutting the door quietly. One foot in front of the other, then I'm placing the two newest letters with the others in order as usual and sliding under the white duvet letting my body unwind and relax, the sound of the fan going puts me to sleep almost instantly.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Within an instant I'm up and awake soaking in the slight but there Sunday sun that shines through the windows I didn't shut, reminding me it's 5:30am and I can go see Rose at 6 o'clock. Doing my best to be quiet I hop in the shower removing any trace of dirt and rain that may remain from last night. I towel dry my hair and allow it to curl on its own and apply the usual makeup as I would for work. Ugh work, I have to go back tomorrow. 

My outfit consists of a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, one of my favorite pink summer tank-tops, my absolute favorite leather jacket, and of course my low rise converse. I peek out of my bedroom to find he's fast asleep on the couch, head in a pillow away from my view hood still up and sprawled out from side to side. I can hear faintly his light breathing as he continues to sleep. 

I put a view snacks in my purse to munch on at the hospital in case I get hungry and grab a paper and pen to begin to write him a note as to why I'm gone.

     Dear my admirer who sleeps so soundlessly, 

               You were still fast asleep when I got up to go see Rose so you're very welcome to stay until I get back but I'm not sure when that will be, help yourself to any food you want or drinks, you can shower if you wish there are towels in the closet in the bathroom that I'm sure you'll be able to find. Don't worry about cleaning up the bed or anything I can do all that, also your clothes are on the dining room table in the kitchen freshly cleaned and dried. The power came back on shortly after we were asleep I'm guessing since nothing was too melted in the freezer. Alright good luck in my little flat if you need anything you can always give me a call or text me 020-7485-3267. Oh and just in case you leave  or have to go I'm trusting you with my spare key to lock the door just put it under the place mat or something.