"Dear Christian Ronald
February 15,2009 was when you asked me out, Freshman year of High school. I remember you spent all of Eighth grade trying to get me out of my post break-up depression and it worked to some extent because I found myself forgetting all about David. Even though you were some-what trying to court me, your player things continued to shine through and even though I didn't care about it because I found your stupid puns and jokes very amusing.
I remember the first time we met. It was the third week into eight grade year and David had ended the relationship that summer and apparently i hadn't looked so well walking into school everyday, so you of course being the jerk you were told me I looked hideous(Which was very rude and cruel) but anyways everyday I would walk into the class you would comment on how I looked and finally being fed up with the insults I dressed up with my make-up and all, and when I walked in you actually complimented me and did that little tongue thing you did showing you approved, and I remember being so happy that you did that I continuously dressed up just for your reaction.
Even during high school and when Valentines day came you had the singing gram Group come to My Spanish class and sung God Only Knows by Kina Grannis, which you knew was my favorite song at time, even though I hated the attention I absolutely loved how you asked me. When they were finished singing you stepped out from behind them with a box of Dark Chocolate(It's still my favorite) and some flowers (I think they were orchids- I can't remember). You had stepped up to me with your Hazel eyes shining with confidence as I stood out of my chair to meet you half way. You skipped the whole declaring the whole i like you thing and I'm glad you did because I was on the verge of crying of excitement as it was. Your words were simple but it was enough to get the class awing even my "I hate Valentines day" Spanish teacher Mrs. Edwards.
When you finished I was speechless and I guess that made you nervous because your mouth opened and closed trying to figure out what exactly you should say to convince me. I remember laughing at your expression before wrapping my arms around your neck and placing a kiss on your cheek before saying yes. It felt like I was accepting your proposal for marriage the way the class ooh'd and awed. I even caught a couple of glares from some girls who were hoping you would ask them out.
Later after school and I was waiting for my bus to make it you strolled up to me with that gorgeous charming smile of yours and pulled me into a hug. Then promised me to come over to meet my parents. ON THE FIRST DAY! who decides to meet their now girlfriend's parent's on the first day of dating. I denied but I knew that you were going to do it anyway so kissing your cheek with a grin I pulled out of your embrace and walked to the end of the sidewalk once I saw my bus pull up.
We lasted seven months, and those months well they had their ups and downs ai'm sure you know that. The first month I should have broken up with you when I saw you with Ginger but you convinced me, you used my weakness to get me to stay with you, and being foolish and thinking that maybe what you said was true I stayed, that truly made me an idiot because once a player always will be a player, you probably still are. Then two months after the first one I saw the text messages and the pictures on your phone and when I confronted you about it you got angry and called me out of my name. (I guess the saying is true don't fall in love with a person until you know who you are when their angry) Who was it that told me that saying, I think it was my History teacher, he used a lot of relationship analogies, it was odd but I learned a lot from him educationally and personally. Back on topic here. I was no longer Willa when you were mad I was a bitch or c.nt or some other things I can't or wont remember.
Then after you left and cooled down you came back and apologized and told me you didn't mean it and the things on your phone was just things, it didn't mean shit to you and I can't believe I actually believed that Lie because soon after I caught you I actually caught you with the girl from the texts, I never said anything I didn't do anything I just slipped out of your room and ran out of your parents house giving them a lame excuse as to why I was crying and had to leave, because even now I don't even think they knew you had Kiana in your room. You must have let her climb up your window or something because I knew and I still know that your parent's secretly hoped you would stay with me, I knew they liked me and wanted me to somehow straighten out their horrible player son.
So I stuck it out for four more months in hopes that maybe it was a two timed thing and you would go back to the guy from eighth grade and the beginning of our freshmen year but you didn't instead I think you got worse. So at the end of our short lived love journey I broke it off with you when once again I caught you fu- I mean sleeping with Lewinda in your living room, there was school books and paper on the table like you two had been doing work but I guess you had better ideas and decided to study Lewinda, and unlike the last time I cried standing there as you devoured her, much like i wished you would do to me but you never did you were more gentle yet quick with me like i was fragile and boring. It may seem weird that I watched you and her but to me it was a statement that I needed to leave you because you didn't care for me like you made it seem you did. So when you were finished with your latest conquest I knocked roughly on the wall next to me, tears still streaming down my face as I watched you jump up and stood up not bothering to cover your naked body.
You gave me every lame excuse in the player play book about how it was a mistake and you loved me and you would never do it again. I shook my head and let out a hysterical laugh, i'm sure i looked like a mad woman standing there as you held your arms out for me but then put them down realizing you were still naked. I told you how I saw you with Kiana and how your parents saw me run out crying. I told you how much I regret saying I would go out with you and How I wish I had never met you and with those words I ran out of your parents house and an to Kristen's house because she was the one who dropped me off since my car was in the shop and she didn't live to far away from you.
Everything after that wasn't the same-not just because you and I was officially over but because the friends I thought I had all except for Kristen left me when they found out I left you and then decided to clear the air and tell me they slept with you to and that hurt even more than the two I had witnessed.
See Christian you were a playboy and you should be happy you actually won the heart of the heartbroken, you pretended you wanted to fix my broken heart but all you did was break it into even more pieces than it already was, so this letter to you is that I forgive you Christian Ronald. I hope you found a Girl who can keep your attention longer than I could and I hope you are having a happy life. I am taking back the pieces of my heart that you stole.Love Willa"
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