Dear Castiel,
I am sorry I haven't writing you in a long time. I am sorry for more than one thing. There were many opportunities but I never acted on them. I should have written you years ago, but I thought I would be able to solve everything on my own. A lot of things happened. I don't even know where to start. There is too much to tell you. I don't even know If you want to hear them after what I did. But I will tell you anyway. Maybe I should start with my first year in college. It was quite a good start. I had a nice roommate that wasn't 'home' often. That give me enough space to study or cook or even invite some friends over. I laid low, you see. The first few months were one of the best in my life, but everything suddenly changed. I don't know what was the trigger but before I knew it, I was alone again. I tried my best! I helped where I could and tried to become friends with popular groups but I didn't have much luck till I met my best friend. She was different from everyone. I don't say she was unpopular - her boyfriend was a famous musician - but the girl wasn't the kind of person I usually hung out with. She became my roommate in the second year. The girl looked after me, took me out, and we even went to some pretty weird concerts. I have never met someone like her again. Things started to return to 'normal'. My grades were good and I had fun. I even went on some dates but nobody was like you. I decided to enjoy my life without a partner by my side. Karma is cruel, huh? The meetings with my roommate and her friends continued. We had a lot of fun, not really caring about the opinions of other people. I changed during that time, learned what was really important. Everyone took care of each other and after some time I called them my friends. They were a little weird, but I soon learned that was how they dealt with everything that happened around them. Their lives weren't pretty, and they tried to stay sane. I fit in perfectly. Everything seemed to be as good as it could be but the death of a friend hit us hard. Ash left us too soon. His family died in a car crash. His dad was drunk and hit another car. It was a shock to all of us. That's when it all began. One friend after another left, leaving my best friend and me alone. Her boyfriend turned out to be the greatest dodge ever, so we decided to stick together. She and I share a small apartment. At first, we worked more than one job to save enough money to buy the place we lived at. It took some time, but we were proud when our dream came true. The last few years weren't easy, and they still aren't, but we're able to stay alive. We built our own bookshop that runs good. It has always been your dream to have one yourself, you remember? You told me that you will own a shop that brings peace into the world. I have never believed that you were right. It's a small place of absolute peace. It's quite relaxing. Sometimes I even think you would have loved the little shop. It has a lot of plants and plenty pictures on the wall. I even found a place for the picture, we took in middle school. Do you remember? You had your arm wrapped around me while the other held a book. You know you always said that you are better now. But you only said that cause I wasn't around. You know I never meant to let you down. I would have given you everything. I was so broken over you.
Life, it goes on, what can you do?
I only hope you are happy. You deserve it more than anything. I don't even know why I write that letter to you but you have been on my mind for some time. I understand that I did a lot of things wrong. I don't even know how to apologize to you. There is no way to make things good again. Maybe you can forgive me one day, but I savvy If you won't. I just wonder what it's going to take, because no matter how my life has changed, I keep on looking back on better days.Your former friend
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Castiel - Short Stories and a lot more // Supernatural Stories
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