𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

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FINN'S POV

Dear Jack,
you left me so broken when my mood was on a high. I didn't know that you were going to end it all, and I wish you would have tried to let me help you. Although we didn't feel the same way about each other, I still could have at least tried.

Every day, I tried to be the great friend that you deserved but unfortunately I couldn't have been. I failed at being your best friend, and I don't regret anything more. I just wish you were here, I look so dumb without you.

I try my hardest to forget, and I hate that my mind won't let me. Every time I see a girl with stupid makeup I think of you—the way you would roast them dry...it hurts me and I can't stop feeling hurt. Your face never fades from my mind. I miss you, but I know that you can't come back.

My therapist told me to write this letter to tell you how I feel in hopes that you would read it, but that's obviously impossible. It's dumb, but I'm giving it a try. He said write down my feelings and it'll get better. What am I supposed to write if all I feel is black?

But this isn't how I feel in general, it's how I feel about you. You would probably slap me for saying this but I don't love you in that way, I love Millie. I don't like boys because I'm straight. Even if you told me that you loved me when we were alive I couldn't have said it back because it's not true.

I love you like my brother—not in a selfish way. Now you ended your life over a crush that wouldn't of lasted for ever and I'm so, so fucking sorry that I was the person you decided to crush on. But I guess your feelings fucked up both of our feelings, huh?

You were with Noah, you guys could have been a happily ever after. He was the boy you had always wanted. Millie was the girl I had always wanted and she still is. I'm sorry if that hurt you, and I'm sorry that you felt the way you did.

I wish I could have saw how much your makeup career would have boosted, you had potential. You would have got far, I know you would.  You would have been in the top by now—being you because you were awesome. I miss you, so, so, so much.

Again, I'm sorry Bubba.
-Finn x
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I placed the letter in the place that meant the most to Jack, and that was off the end of the cliff, straight into the water. I remember he jumped off of that at least 8 times when it was summer. I turned my back, walking back to my car.

I drove back home, driving down the long roads. It was dark, due to how late it was. I pulled up on the drive, then walked in. I didn't wanna shout incase Millie was sleeping. Wesley and Amelia were at Millie's moms house.

I walked into the living room, where Millie was sleeping on the sofa. I smiled a little smile at her, she was hugging the pillow as her hair covered her face a little. The Office was playing on TV. I was about to take Millie upstairs to bed before she shot up, she took a huge breath whilst tears dropped down her face.

"Millie, baby, what's wrong?" I asked.

She turned her head to me and jumped on me, whilst she cried. She hugged me tightly, her wet tears wetting my shirt. I hugged her back, playing with her hair. I didn't know what was wrong, but I wanted her to tell me in her own time.

"I-I had a dream that R-Romeo came and hurt me again, I say again because he did it before h-he strangled me and p-punched me. He told me that if I t-tell you then he would take Amelia or W-Wesley.. Then he k-killed you and just before you told me that you d-didn't love me and that I meant nothing to you." She cried.