The Saving Letter

The Letter

Hello Anyone who wants to read my book, I love to read books on here and recently have become obsessed with 13 Reason Why fanfictions, I would have love to see Hannah survive in the book and show, but that's no how it was written, so I want to right my ending (I altered the timeline slightly). I don't know how it will go, I don't have a plan, I just want to see where it leads, so lets begin (PS, my English isn't amazing, I know)

The school bell had just gone. I returned all my books to my locker and closed the door for the final time. I was going to miss it, locker 247, my locker, full of my random crap, a few of my favourite photos and the tape recorder. I finished with that yesterday, I had made all my tapes and they were posted this morning on the way to school, maybe they will be at Tony's tonight when he gets home, maybe tomorrow or even the day after, all I know is that he will soon know my story.

I decided on my way home to say goodbye to some of my favourite, I started at Helmet's locker, I have some fond memories here, surprising helmet, declining his tootsie rolls in a funny manor and other flirty bit of behaviour. But I haven't spoke to him since the party, he probably hates me, I pushed him away and his life would be better off without me.

The next location I stopped at on the way home was Monet's, this was indeed the best place to get a hot chocolate, they were always creamy and full of goodness when the world was full of sadness. Next was the Crestmont. Walking past this place, I allowed myself a small smile, as I remembered the night I watch the moon with Helmet. That was a favourite memory of mine, me and Helmet, just sat on the roof, watching the eclipse and just talking. But that was months ago and everything has changed, this smile disappeared as quickly as it appeared.

That's it, that's my journey and now as I walk up to my front door I think how I will never see the outside world again, I pause, take a look around and take it all in for the last time. The last orange leaves in the trees surviving the autumn gusts, The sun trying to show itself through the grey clouds and the quite eeriness as there was nothing about, no one to stop me, no one to care.

I walked through my door to find a letter on the floor with my name on it, I was a white envelope, with no stamp, meaning it had been posted by the sender through the letter box. I was intrigued, wondering who would send a letter to me. I picked it up to look at the handwritten name, I know that writing, its the same one who drew the bunnies for me, is that what it is, a drawing of a bunny? I open it up and read,

Hannah

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything, its easier if I say it to you in a letter as I don't think I could tell you in person. That night at Jessica's party, I'm sorry if I did something or even didn't do something, I don't know. But I have to tell you some thoughts and then I can leave it up to you, to do with it what you please.

Hannah I wanted to tell you that I've liked you for a while now, but I don't think you feel the same way, what happened at the party, that has made me certain you don't like me like that, so I would firstly like to apologise for kissing you.

Next Hannah I want to thank you, you gave me a clean slate when you showed up and I could be a Clay 2.0, I could be someone who I wanted to be, not dictated by the rumours that surrounded me, You were my second chance, but since we haven't talked since the party, I guessed I messed that up too.

Finally, I need to tell you this, even if you want to ignore it and try to go back to we were before the party, providing you accept my apologies, but after what I'm about to write, you might feel its best to let me go. Anyway what I want to say is "I Love You" , I have felt this way since the night we watched the eclipse, but every time I wanted to tell you, I couldn't and I'm sorry if I have just ruined our friendship, but I hate myself for not telling you when you told me to get out.

Love Helmet.

I could feel a tear running down my cheek as I finished the letter, it was Helmet, he's been there all this time with the drawings and there for me, I just was too wrapped up to see it. I then reread the letter 3 more times, each time it provided a little more warmth to my chest, just thinking about him. Right now my heart is beating so fast I think its gonna jump out my chest, I know what I need to do, I need to go find my Helmet.

Hey, so I hope you like the first part, I don't know where I'll go from here and how long this story will be, but I'm only writing this for fun, but am still happy to listen to feedback. I don't know when I'll write the next part, but hopefully soon.