Chapter 9

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by dolanimg_

by dolanimg_

Jesslyn' POV:

Today was the day, the day I was going to visit Grayson. It makes sense right? We both know each other's life stories and I swear he was the one who dropped off my last letter. I also have this weird feeling that I met him at the cemetery, it felt too good to be true but what if it was destiny.

Ha destiny and I have nothing in common, destiny is fucked up and that's a fact.

I looked at my legs to find what I wrote, after starting to write to Grayson I found that writing my feelings out freely was a therapy for me and whenever I felt like it I just wrote whatever I felt like and either ripped the pieces of paper or saved it for a letter for Grayson.

I got up from my position and dusted off the dead grass before carving another line into the tree behind me. Over six hundred carvings were on this abandoned tree, the tree where I go for an escape from reality. The tree I found on the day of the accident.

I checked the time on my phone, one am perfect. I walked through the streets following google maps in hopes of arriving soon.

While walking I found my parents cemetery and decided to pay a visit. I went to the flower booth and stole two roses before walking up to their graves. While walking there I spotted the same hoodie from a few nights ago and instantly smiled. He was here.

I didn't know what to do, should I walk up to him and introduce myself? Or should I drop the letter off? I decided that I'll just wait until the moment was right.

While muttering to myself I heard him whisper, "Jesslyn, is that you?" I couldn't look up at him scared as to what was going to happen next. I heard some feet shuffling before I saw him directly in front of me.

He was something I couldn't describe. Hot? Beautiful? But broken at the same time, it only takes a person who feels the exact same way to recognize the pain behind the faked smile.

"Jess I've been trying to get the courage to meet you, I'm Grayson. The guy you've been sending the letters to." I looked at him in the eyes and saw a weak smile on his face making me crack one too.

"Um, hi. I was actually going to your house to drop off the next letter." I looked at my feet nervous as to what he was thinking about me, he must be judging me. I'm not wearing my hoodie, SHIT HE CAN SEE MY SCARS!

"Jess you there?" He waved his hands in my face, I laughed nervously before nodding. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the abandoned park? It's right around the corner and I think it would help us both if we spoke to each other." I thought about whether I should trust him or not and immediately decided to say yes as he knows my entire life already.

I nodded my head and he led me to the park gripping onto the roses he stole from the shop too. He looked around the area before pointing up at a treehouse and motioned for me to come up.

We both entered the house and found a mattress there and decided to lie on it together.

"Can I see the letter that you were going to send to me?" He asked looking me in the eye, I gulped before handing it slowly.

Grayson's POV:

I stared at the girl in front of me still shocked that she was right here and we were actually talking to each other. I thought this wouldn't have happened until a few more letters were sent back and forth but here we are.

I got pushed out of my thoughts when I felt the letter in my hand, I looked up at her to see she was nervous and I felt bad.

"If you don't want me to read it I won't." She shook her head no and motioned for me to open the letter.

I sighed before tearing it open and reading it,

When you leave me alone
My thoughts run freely
I can't concentrate
I can't feel anything
I just sit there peering
Peering through a corner of my brain
Allowing me to get a tiny peak
But that's not enough for me to know
I break the corner to see more
But it still wasn't enough
I did this to myself for hours
Seeing things I didn't want to see
Seeing things I left behind in the past
But I can't help it
It's not your fault
It's mine
For allowing myself to peer in too deep
To see things that I can't change
To see things that scar me
It's my fault for breaking the wall
The wall separating me from the truth
But I was just curious
You can't blame curiosity can you
Just blame my thoughts
Which allowed me to enter hell

I put the letter on my lap with tears running down my face and turned to face Jess wanting to talk about how I could relate to everything she felt but found her fast asleep.

I kissed her cheek before deciding to sleep with her.

What have you done to me Jess...

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