What A Life(Book 3 of My Life Flipped)

Freedom?

It had been a few months or since EJ's hospitalization. School was over for the summer and it was two weeks till EJ's 19th birthday!! He was dreading it, claiming he would be an old grandpa at 19. I shook my head saying, "I like my men older." He just rolled his eyes at me.

      I now sat, brushing through my wildly curly hair, which now hung above my butt. Stuck on a knot I struggled to break it. "Dang you knot, you will come untangled!" The phone chimed, startling me. I stood up and went to check the caller ID. Jonathan Write, it read. I knew all too well that to be Jason, calling for the millionth time to apologize. I distrusted him now, he was not my friend anymore. He got hold of EJ's number as well and called him consistently too. I finally pulled the knot free and went to go put my hairbrush in the bathroom.

     I stepped out onto the balcony, the surprisingly warm morning air hit me, like a light touch. I sighed, this felt nice, stress free. I had passed all my exams for getting out of high school and next year should go by in a breeze. For me was that simple? I could be a drama film star, but the drama in my life always took a toll on me. I rested my elbow on the railing and my chin on my hand. "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your long hair," called EJ, from below. I laughed and called back, "Oh my, I have cut my hair. Quick, sneak to the front entrance and I shall let you in through to my tower. Mother mosen't know you to be here."

     He shook his head, smirking, and ran off the the door. I took off, down the stairs I fled, and answering the door in a matter of seconds. "My beloved, we must walk in secret," I said, taking his hand, I whisked him up the stairs and into my room. As I shut the door behind me, EJ took me in an embrace, stroking my hair. A knock interrupted our private moment and I groaned. I kept a hold on EJ and made my way to the door. I opened the door and looked down to see a letter. i bent down to pick it up and headed back into my room.

     The return address was written in horrid hand writing whereas my name and address was written in neat hand writing. I grabbed a letter opener and EJ said, "Whoa, chica, don't get nasty with that thing!" I giggled and sliced through the envelope. I peered inside and discovered a lined piece of paper. It was torn in random places and the first thing I check was the from spot. It was from Jason, I read it anyways:

Dear Katerina,

I know I've made a big butt head of my self. I know I do not deserve your apology, or EJ's quite frankly. I made mistakes, too many to you guys to even comprehend. Jelousy is a powerful thing, it can succumb you in many ways you probably don't understand. Katerina, I love you, there I said it. It was eating me up at night, I needed to words to get somewhere. It kills me at night, after I hurt EJ a glass ball was placed over my heart, it was unable to move. I was furious at myself.

     I stayed up night after night, imaging what would have happened if he died. I knew we'd never become friends, forgiveness is a right. I do hope one day I do earn your forgiveness Katerina. I will not make any promises to be civil or not be jealous, it is a hard thing to get over. Especially the haunting feeling I feel, again I apologize for my indecency and I do not expect an apology in return.

Yeah you know from,

Jason.

Tears welled in my eyes and I hit my desk. The pain I felt from my hand was no match for the pain I was feeling in my chest. Jason had just grabbed my heart and squeezed it too hard. I coward into EJ, letting the tears fall. I sat down on the floor, EJ mimicking my movement, holding me. He leaned over and snatched the letter I had dropped and read it. "Can I kill him now?" EJ asked. "No," it came out as barley a whisper, "No violence." EJ pulled my hair back to where it rested behind me. He sighed and said, "My little dove, is too kind and gentle." I puffed a smile and whispered, "My tough, fierce EJ is a little too violent."

     EJ held me slightly tighter and said, "That's because I will protect you. I will not let anything harm you, Katerina Tyler. I love you with all my heart." I smiled, the tears had slowly dissolved and my voice was back to full volume. "Elias Julian, you know I love you too. I just don't want another bad outcome." EJ tilted his head at me, his curly hair following, and he asked, "Do you have feelings for him?" Sighing, I said, "There only brotherly. I feel like he is my annoying little brother trying to butt into my life. Like Nickolas will to Arabella, or as he does when I am in the bathroom."

     EJ showed a hint of a smile, "Why my little dove is a very kind person, isn't she?" I pushed him and stood. I grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. Sitting down at my desk, I began to write:

Dear Jason,

I don't know what to say. Mixed feelings spread through me as I think of whaat you are capable of. As for love it is a little thing that is something that cannot happen. Not between us at least. I forgive and forgive you because you are my brother, in some way. You annoy me to my breaking point, but you never hit me hard enough for me to shatter. I build myself up to apologize, word cannot explain how much you hurt me and how mad I am mad at you.

     You're right, if EJ died, I would have never forgiven you. I want you to know though, fear creeps up inside me. Fear of you coming out of the shadows. I want you to be happy, really I want myself to be happy. Just know that the only reason you get forgiven is because you are my brother and I love you in that way only. Please forgive me that I can not go further. Haunting nightmares storm through my dreams at night and I need to write this to clear my conscious. Please, stop calling for a few days, whenI have made up my mind I will call.

From,

~Katerina

I sighed, re-reading my words. EJ kissed my head and I stood. Walking to my drawers, I pulled out an envelope and pre-made return address things. Folding the paper, I placed it in the envelope, and put the return address sticker on. I grabbed my phone and wrote down his address. I took EJ's hand and made my way out the door. Taking him downstairs, I grabbed my car keys, and went to the garage. With out one question EJ followed me into the car. My thoughts were ablaze, but I made my way to the post office, since my street didn't have mail boxes.

     I parked the car, right up to the front part, and my eyes unblinking I walked up to the mailbox out front of the office. I stood there, staring down at the letter, then the mailbox. Biting down on my lip, to the point in which it bleeded, I opened the mailbox. Placing it inside, I closed it, waiting for the letter to fall.

     Freedom? A weight lifted off my shoulders? I wasn't sure but I knew one thing, Jason was forgiven, and I felt free? I shook my head, I needed that letter.