Death Of Love

Chapter 14

I was going through old notes, when I noticed one that looked a little newer.

The front of the envelope said "Landon" and I knew he had wrote it.

When I opened it, the words on the top read "Don't read this unless I personally give it to you or your name is Jupiter"

Oh god. He left this for me. I'm going to read it.

"I'm going to describe how I see her. This is written on October 5, in a year I'm going to give this to her if I see her.

She always wore black. Not once did I see her wearing any other color unless it was her shoes, but don't forget I had been looking at her since the first day of school last year. It's mid- semester of the second year she's been here.

Everyone knew she lived in New York, that was her favorite conversation starter. I talked to her once about it.

But the first day if school, she was wearing something other than black. She had a red shirt on, something to represent the school. She though it was nice. It was a little too long on her, so she rolled it up. There was many wrinkles in it, like it had been through hell. She had black leggings on, too. Black shoes. Her hair being blonde and black, but I knew she was going to dye it a bright color. She loved her hair being bright.

Now, flash forward to today. She got in trouble so she had to change everything. She had red hair, bright, as is faded into pink. But her mom made her change it to brown. She had on a red twenty-one pilots sweater today. Black jeans. She had to wear some form of black, something to represent her old life.

You could tell she had changed, and everyone knew why. She had lost her best friend. They were inseparable. But now they just steal glances in the hallways and then try not to cry.

She changed a lot. You could tell. Her eyes went from a bright green to a dull grey/brown in a matter of seconds when her old friends name was mentioned. Her skin was pale. Almost vampire-like. Her feet were always purple. She never wore shorts, either.

There was something about her, though. Something different. Something that had caused a bigger change. Nobody knew that, but they could tell. Maybe a loss in somebody greater than her best friend. I know one person who knew that, and that was her sister.

Nobody asked, so she never told. But even if they did ask, she would just shake her head, smile, and say "oh, just some silly old man" when in reality, you could tell it was someone in the highschool that had hurt her or caused this change.

Nothing made sense with her, not even the way she walked, talked, or how you could tell she was broken and nobody knew why.

There was something special with her. Something that wasn't there, that I was determined to fix. Because I love her. I've loved her since the first day of 6th grade."

He did love me. My wish came true. I didn't just waste a two years of wishes.

I have to talk to him about this.

A/n how do you guys feel about this? Ahhh I love it! How is this going to end? That's for me to know and you to find out! xoxoxosky