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S t i l e s
After bumping into Lydia the other day I can't stop thinking about her, I felt terrible for what I said, but I've not been able to visit her, she's been in isolation.
I've debated many times going over to her house but I just can't face it. Face her. Instead I wallow in my room, wallow in sadness.
During school I ignore it, the constant knot in my stomach, the red string pulling me towards her. After school i head to the detention room to speak to her, only to be greeted by an empty room.
On the way home Scott asked me to stop round, once I arrived I head to the door and knock on.
"Stiles, Hey!" He greeted me with a warm smile. "I have a date with Allison so i can't stay, but Lydia wanted me to give you this." He handed me the letter.
"Oh... thanks, have a nice date." I say and walk back to my jeep curious about the letter, after getting in I drive home. Once I arrived home I walked into my room to see a box on my bed.
I look in to see all sorts of things, something that stands out the most is a white dress I pull it out and release it's Lydia's. I look through more to find my jacket, some cassettes and some pictures of us.
I then decide to open the letter she left me, when I open it the shell necklace I got her fell onto my lap. Looking at it broke my heart, she's not going to forgive me. I start to read the letter.
ᴅᴇᴀʀ sᴛɪʟᴇs,
ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ɪᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ, ɪᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴜʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʜᴏʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ.
ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ɪ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴏғ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀᴡ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪs ᴜɴsᴘᴇᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴅᴏsᴇᴅ.
ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ, ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ ɪs ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴀɴ ғʀᴀɴsɪᴄᴏ ᴡɪᴛʏ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴅ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪs ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ.
ɪᴍ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ, ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴇxᴘʀᴇss ʜᴏᴡ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪᴇᴄᴢʏsʟᴀᴡ sᴛɪʟɪɴsᴋɪ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡɪʟʟ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ.
ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪsᴄʜɪᴇғ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ.
