Second Chance :: Nathan Chen

Chapter 36

Song: You Don't Know by Katelyn Tarver

Kierra's POV

"There's mail for you," Nathan says as he walks into my apartment carrying a rose along with a letter.

I smile gently accepting the rose and taking the letter.

I stop dead.

Because I know that handwriting and that name.

It's Alexander Taylor.

He's been dead for 2 years.

"Kierra?" Nathan asks his voice echoing through the room.

I shake my head waving him off as I tear open the letter.

'Kierra, long time no see. You'll most likely get this after I die because of course, I left this to you, but I'm sorry.

It was a mistake.

I know, people don't kill themselves by mistake, but it was.

You've got to believe me.

It was just a mistake.

You don't know what it's like to live life on the edge of the world.

Or maybe you do, but I couldn't live life on the edge, with my feelings in a million places. You were intended to be with Nathan, and I guess I didn't see that then. But now I'm making things easier for you.

I love you.

Even though I probably shouldn't.

I'm thankful for every single moment we spent together, and I wish we could have known each other for longer. I was too blinded by my feelings to see straight.

But all the same, I love you.

You don't know what it's like to live every day just wanting to kill yourself.

I couldn't live like this anymore, I couldn't live with the pain, the fame, the anxiety.

I just needed to leave.

It'll be okay though.

You've just got to trust yourself, and trust me.

Love,

Alexander Taylor'

I stand there in shock my eyes flying across the world, tears filling my eyes.

"Kierra?" Nathan asks once again taking the letter out of my trembling hands.

I watch as he skims across the letter.

The pain bursts in my heart, a pain that's been buried for so long.

To lose someone like Alex.

And to try to continue with life.

It's basically impossible.

Picking a piece of paper and a pen I start scrawling across that paper.

'Dear Alex,

So maybe I had feelings for you.

I miss you, more than anything.

I wish you stayed around, I wish you would have talked to me, I wish this wasn't all my fault, but it is.

I wanted to do what was best.