Chapter Two.

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Chapter Two

Jake's eyes were swollen from crying. He had been in his same clothes since the day she had left. She was his reason for living and after she had departed to Canada he felt his heart break into a thousand little pieces.

He glanced at himself in the mirror and decided to wash his eyes. His father didn't understand his demeanour and had been questioning him a lot in the past few days, but Jake knew his Dad would freak if he found out the reason for his abrupt mood swing, so instead he decided to remain silent.

He had locked himself in his room for the past week with only a bottle of water near him, which he sipped, only to keep his body rehydrated. His cellphone had been switched off and he hadn't attended school since the beginning of the new academic year.

He knew he couldn't go on like this forever and had been thinking the whole week to come up with another way to express himself. Finally, he decided he would write to her.

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Two Months Later.....

The First Letter. Dated~ 6th September 2009

Dear Lee,

I don't know when your reading this or if your reading this but all I know is as I'm writing this letter to you your seated right beside me, flashing at me your irresistible smile.

You might think I'm crazy writing this to you, though knowing the fact that you aren't ever going to get it. And yes, your right, I am crazy, crazy in love with you.

Anyhow, the reason why I'm writing this letter to you is basically to express my grief and to let you know how my life is going. I know it sounds eccentric, I mean you don't see normal mortals write letters to their loved ones and throw them in the sea after, do you? But for some reason I feel like I have to tell you everything that's going on in my life. It just feels right.

The day you left, for the first time after that incident I allowed water to get out of my eyes. That night, when my emotions finally calmed down, I decided to get some sleep. But I guess I was wrong, about my mind shutting off because you were there even in my dreams. And you know what the dream was about? You and me getting separated from one another again, like once wasn't enough. And the worst part was, the dream felt so real! I felt like I was actually living it. I went through all that pain once again and ended up waking myself up. The whole first week, since you've been gone was filled with your thoughts haunting me every single solitary second of the day. It's not like it's stopped, but it has reduced quite a bit.

Since I started attending school two weeks after the new academic year, it was hard to catch up with everything new encompassing me, but I eventually did.

Remember that promise I made to you, the day you were leaving? That I would wear your photo around my neck for everyday, the rest of my life.. until we see each other again? I kept the promise and guess what? I got caught. Well, you of all people know that I'm pretty much used to it, but the main reason why I wore it was to let the world know that true love shouldn't be hidden and yes I'm still wearing your photograph around my neck, but inside my shirt though. Ps- If I ever had the chance, I would beat up the principal.

You know just yesterday, I came across our treehouse. The LeeJay house. That was where I first confessed my love to you and I still remember how your expression was. It's filled with memories Lee, our photos, our initials, just everything about us. When I stepped inside, I saw a faint figure of you standing there and smiling at me, mouthing at me you loved me... and then it vanished. But still isn't that magical ? I felt like you were actually there, but as I got closer to touch you, you disappeared. I learned yesterday that you can pretend your life to be anything you want it to. It was my imagination, playing tricks with me, pulling me into its world and I got lost in the fairytale world.

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