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Dear Richie,

I'm still at the hospital after the whole situation. I'm so glad you were there in time to stop me and help me cause I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there. I asked the doctors if it was fine if I wrote in my diary while laying in bed and they didn't have a problem. They told me that maybe I shouldn't keep all my feelings in a book and express them more with others. That's when I started to think, should I confess to you?

I want to tell you but I'm afraid of what you'll say, especially since I tried committing suicide yesterday. You also had Angelika and I didn't want to ruin that. I'm trying to get better and not worry so much on everything but that's all I'm doing. I'm also worrying about the fact that my mother might go to jail for child abuse. I mean, where am I going to live?

If you still wondering, yes, I still like you. You're just too adorable and whenever I look into your eyes, I find more reasons to love you. But falling for you will soon lead to the ground which will be painful to land on. It wouldn't hurt as much if the fall wasn't big, but I fell for you hard, Tozier. I'm still wondering if you'll continue to talk to me again and we can catch up on all the time we missed. Just you and me. Well, let me get some rest and sleep. I'll probably be dreaming of you.

Love,
Eddie ( the tired survivors )

P.S. : sleeping on hospital beds are the worst ;-;

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