to: aspen
from: lane
subject: you belong nowhere but in my arms.
fourth email back.
aspen clary lawrence you have lost all rights to try and tell me what to fucking do.
you don't let me call your phone and give me the simple pleasure of hearing your melodic voice.
you don't allow me to come and find you and drag your pretty little ass back home where you fucking belong.
you insist on me being here and you being there.
my lips have become chapped and unappealing and raw in regards to not being able to smash themselves against yours.
your toes have probably gone cold and suffered through brisk nights because you aren't able to curl them into my calves in attempts to warm them up.
you're continuously saying that this is best for both of us, but you've yet to prove it, and all evidence is showing that you are much better here.
-lane, who you know has a backbone.
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a/n
I'M SORRY I GUYS I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS YESTERDAY GAH
but i like this chapter a lot !!!
can we get it to 425 votes pretty pleaseeeee :))
and comment comment comment
and just a thank you guys for everything, i really can't thank you enough. the response for 'letters to you' and for this story too is absolutely unbelievable, and i just wanted to thank you again!
oh and i can't get this story to be under teen fiction in addition to short story and i'm not sure why? anyone know?
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emails from me
Short Story❝ sometimes you need to leave the people you love most because they're better off without you. ❞ // sequel to "letters to you." copyright, all rights reserved. [lowercase intended.]
