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Letters and arguments

"Eady? Can I come in?" He sounds so tired, but not like he hasn't slept, more like he hasn't had the energy to think.

"Yeah come in"

Ahren opens the door slowly, somethings definitely wrong.

"What's wrong?" He takes a seat beside me on my bed.

"Do you like Camille? Honestly"

I look at him curiously "yeah I do. She's pretty, smart, kind. She's great Ahren. Why?"

Ahren smiles "Eady were 18 in a month. We'll be adults, I want to be an adult with her. I'm going to ask her to marry me"

I choke on my spit "marry you??? Ahren are you insane? You're 17!"

He laughs slightly "Look I don't expect you to understand. But when you fall in love you will"

For some reason this offends me and I lose my temper "so what you're just going to ask her to marry you when you're 18? You're just going to pick up and move to France? You think she'll really do that? You think mom and dad will let you do that?" I know I shouldn't say what I'm about to but I do anyway "you wanna know if I like her? No Ahren I don't. I think she's using you, for what you have. I saw her face when she saw mom, shes interested in the fame. Not in you!"

Ahren looks at me like I've slapped him and I know that in a way I did. I've slapped him across the heart, like no one ever should and no one probably ever has. He gets up and walks to the door, his head down and his breathing low.

"When did you become so spoiled Eady?"

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I wake up to screams and sirens.

"Eadlyn!! Oh god Eadlyn quickly!"

I run downstairs pulling a robe around myself "dad!"

A siren approaches the house "dad what's going on?!" I look around. No sign or Ahren or Camille, or mom. "Dad what's happening?" I'm terrified. No ones explaining anything.

Dad comes and hugs me "I called the ambulance. Ahrens gone and when you're mom read his note... She... She"

"She WHAT"

"She fainted and she isn't waking up" I can see the tears falling down his cheeks through the blurry shield of my own.

"Where is she?"

"They're taking her to the hospital now, we'll go in a minute after I pack a bag."

"I want to see it"

Dad pauses in though "see what?"

"The note. I want to see the note from Ahren"

Dad sighs "it's on the kitchen counter but hurry up"

I don't remember walking to the kitchen counter, all I know is I'm holding the note. The one that might have- I stop my thought. She's fine, she's going to be fine. I focus on the neat handwriting all too familiar to me.

Dear family,
I'm sorry to leave you all so soon but unfortunately some members of this household are unwelcoming to my girlfriend. I'm going to marry this girl, I'm going to live in France and I'm sorry but I won't be coming home for the wedding.

Ahren