Chapter Sixty Nine

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Dove's laptop dinged. It snapped her out of her thoughts and brought her back to reality. Or, at least she thought it was reality. She walked slowly toward her laptop and opened it with hesitation before she saw what made it ding. Right in the bottom right side corner was an email notification from Max. Dove rolled her eyes and clicked on it just to see what was sent to her. It couldn't be that important, right?

And in front of her was a message telling her to message Max back. She let out a deep sigh and thought for a few moments. If she were to message him back, she'd answer with anger. But it'd solve their issues eventually by letting everything out. Or, she could ignore his email and continue with her life. The second one sounded like something Johnny would tell her, but she went against it.

She clicked the reply button and started typing out words that magically appeared on the bright screen in front of her face. 

'Dear Max,

I'm mad at you. There are so many reasons why I am. You ignored me, you got pissed at me even though I showed you nothing but compassion and care, and you don't listen to what I write back anymore.

And at one point, I liked you. A lot, actually. I'd sit in front of my computer for hours and wait for replies. But then you started to ignore me and after two weeks, I knew you were avoiding me. So what else would I do? I had to move on, and you know you would too if I just up and left for two weeks.

The problem I have now is that I'm not sure if I want to fix things between us. I might but right now I'm so mad at you for what you put me through and I don't want you to hurt me again. Do you understand that? You hurt me. And so I moved on when you ignored me. I found a boyfriend who cares about me. But you're too busy staring at the past to realize that I can't be with you anymore.

Which brings me to saying, stop calling you mine. You are not mine. And I am not yours. Simple. You lost that chance when you up and left.

So I don't know if this is goodbye or if this is a different kind of hello, but I do know that I am done writing for tonight

So..Goodnight.

The TAKEN girl,

Dove.'

And with that, Dove sent it and closed her laptop with a slam. She let out all of the breath in her lungs before she got up from her chair and plopped herself on her bed.

The rest of that day was going to be awful. 

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