Tom Holland Imagines

Saying Goodbye - part 2

~A/n . . .a lot of you wanted a part 2 so here it is! Hope you guys like it! :)~

 The sunshine shown through the curtain of your window, which casted a soft warm glow over your room.You sat down in front of the window where your desk was and grabbed a fresh sheet of paper. Your head swirled with thoughts as you picked up a pencil. Your hand shook as you stared at the blank sheet of paper. You didn't know where to start or what to ask him. Did you even want to know what he was going through at this moment? Did you want to know about the war? Would it make you feel worse? Nevertheless, you decided to start writing.

"My Dearest Fion," 

You wrote as you caressed the paper with your pen.

"I want you to know that not a day goes by that I don't think of you. That I don't continue to love you. I worry for your safety every hour of every day. I miss the long walks through the meadow and the talks we had near the fire. I want you, my love. I want you home with me. Come back to me, my love."

You suddenly stopped, leaving your pencil in mid air. Hot tears swelled in your eyes as the memories came rushing back to you. You couldn't do this. You promised you would write to him, but it was so hard. A tear dripped onto the sheet of paper and blurred some of your cursive writing.  Anger flowed through you and you harshly grabbed the paper in your hand and crushed it into a ball. You threw it onto the floor and burst into intense sobbing. Your heart ached at the thought of Fion not being here with you and it hurt so badly. Again, you questioned if you could continue to live like this . . .without him. Suddenly, there was a knock at your front door. A bit shaken, you stood up and wiped the tears from your eyes. This didn't help in the least because your eyes were still red and hot. You went down the hallway and up to your front door and opened it. It was a telegram deliver. Your eyes widened as you started at the big yellow package. 

"Telegram, ma'am." He said handing it to you. You took it from his hands slowly.

"Thank you." You said. He tipped his hat and then left. You stared at the package while shutting the door behind you. Your heart rate picked up as you walked towards your rocking chair in the living room. You slowly sat down and opened the letter with your shaking fingers. It was from Fion. You slowly opened the letter as your hands still shook with fear and began to read it. A smile spread across your face as you read it. 

"My beautiful Felisha, 

I can not explain how much I miss you. The war has been rough but the thought of you keeps me going. Especially because we will get married when I return."

Your heart skips a beat. He opened the locket! You were smiling so hard now, a warm feeling spreading through your body.

"I do not want to get into to much of the war because that just isn't what I want to talk about. If you really want to know, then I will tell you when I return. There is also, something I need to tell you. I was wounded in a fight near the cost."

Your heart sank as you read those words. The fear and anxiety came back now, stronger than ever.

"I do not want you to worry, my love. I am fine. I want you to be happy because I am coming home now. They released me because I was to injured to fight. By the time you finish reading this, I may very well be on top of the hill behind your house waiting for you. I am coming home to you my love. I am coming home.