He hugged me tight "will you answer me now?" He said with puppy dog eyes. "Do you have a box of unread letters?" I asked, tears still streaming down my face. He took my hand and guided me towards the bus and to a big box in the back bunk where no one slept. I looked through the letters and found one in a small envelope that said "For Oli" in sloppy cursive on the front, "here." I handed him the letter I had given to Josh yesterday before I met Oliver.
Olis POV
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"Hey oli, I just wanted to say thank you, to not only you but the whole band. You've saved my life countless times without even knowing it. When I discovered BMTH I was going through a very though time, I still am. I was able to connect with your lyrics unlike any other bands. I was sitting with a bottle of pills in one hand and a razor blade in the other, I wanted to post a last goodbye but the post that showed up on my feed was one by you. It said something about how anyone who's dealing with self-harm should stop and it all gets better, I cried for hours. I thought about what I was about to do, I thought about how if you could live through it and help people while doing it I can too. I've given up on recovery and I'm still suicidal but your music just might keep me going. I'm still mocked and bullied by family and "friends" like I have been my whole life but I can't be judged by you, you know me better than anyone else. Thank you. Love, onyx"
I read in my head, I put the letter down in the bed and hugged her. She smiled and said "you're the only person I've ever opened up to.. My parents left me, they live in Florida, I'm not sure they even know I moved to Vegas." She said.
---------------------------------------------otay sorry ill update later today probably.. Most of the things in that note are things I've actually experienced.... Actually everything is real exempt for my parents leaving but let not talk about that cx keep voting and commenting and all that good shit <3
