I walked through the dark parking lot slowly because as you could imagine, I wasn’t exactly in the best mood. I stopped when I saw a familiar car. It was Allison’s car. Maybe Allison was right, I just needed to let her go. I pulled out the paper and pen I keep in my pocket – I keep them there in case something like this ever happen—and I scribbled down my thoughts and stuck the two pieces of paper on her windshield.
Dear Allison,
You were right and I am going to let you go because I know that it’s what is best for you. And well…
That note ended and the new note was stuck behind it.
Because I love you.
Before I walked away, I wrote the words, “Goodbye Allison.” On her window in hopes that she still checked to see if I had written anything on it.
I nodded and smiled slightly walking away from Allison’s car and to my motorcycle. I had a lot of apologizing and explaining to do when I got home and this wasn’t going to be easy.
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I walked in the door to see Isaac awake in my bed. “Where did you go Scott?” He said softly and he sounded like he had just woken up.
“It’s not important.” I mumbled, “What is important is that I am sorry. I’m so sorry everything I’ve said and done today. You don’t deserve all of this hate and I know that you cannot help that you fell in love…” I swallowed, “Or whatever it is that you’re feeling. It’s not your fault and it’s not Allison’s. That is just the way that life is and although I don’t like it, it’s okay. I have to let go because if I don’t this won’t work. So, I’m going to let Allison go and I am going to stick with you no matter what. You guys are… cute together.” Was the last thing that I said before walking to the bean bag chair and taking a breath.
What did I just do? Why was I doing this? The voice inside my head just kept reminding me, “For Allison.” If Isaac made Allison happy then I would be happy and it would hurt to see them but I know I can move on… right? Allison said that I could and I knew that she was right. Somehow she was always right. I had learned to never doubt Allison, she knew everything.
So, that night I would go to bed without having nightmares, without feeling upset, angry, or betrayed. That night I would go to bed happy, thankful for such good friends and most of all I would go to bed with these words in my head. “For Allison.”
