The Letter
We have now been dating again for almost a month. The night before today he calls me and sounds upset. He wrote a letter to me.
This morning i meet him at the usual place. i sit on his lap.
"i love you" he says
kiss.
"i love you too"
kiss.
We sit there. he puts his hand on my face. i put my hand on his and hold it there. He takes my phone and puts on our song Suga Suga by Baby Bash and we listen. a few minutes later he grabs a a small box wrapped in monkey wrapping paper
"I like the wrapping paper" i say
laughter.
I start to open it.
the box is silver and its glistening with the dim light between us. There is a a beautiful silver ring inside the box.
"there is more to it." he says
I lift the padding of it and there is a piece of paper folded up at the bottom of the box. i got to unfold and it and he told me to read it later
Im go back up to the highschool and i open the letter and start to read:
Have you every had a time in your life that seems like its going great? Your friends are happy, they socialize with you. But you arent doing what is needed like homework and projects. Your parents get upset, upset to the point you dont want to be around anymore, and the only reason you are around is because of a relationship your in. When I see her every school morning inside im crying. crying but in joy because of the progress she is making after her knee surgery. It amazes me every time she smile, it pains me to look. I dont know if its me or her, it just hurts to know that she is the only thing making me stay. I need that family that you notice your friends have. The family mom and dad in the same house, not arguing but together taking care of their child. Loving and nurturing it, but i dont have that. all i see is anger and problems being thrown at each other. I try to fix it, but all that happens is I become their puppet, the messenger of the things they say with venom. I see fighting, mom mad and taking it out on whatever she feels like while dad just listens and watches, slowly inside becoming a monster capable of picking up a semi-truck and throwing it. it scares me to see him get angry but it scares me more to see him hold his emotions in. If he just let them out often, he would become such a monster. I tell him that but all that happens is that he says 'OK' but nothing is done about it.. so... Homework, i dont do all of it. It builds up and comes back to bite me. Flunked science, got a D+ in social studies, everything else was great. Science is tough, but i understand it.
i flip the page...
and do really well on tests and quizzes, its just the homework and projects that kill me. in social studies the homework's not the problem. It is the students i am with in the class. Anyways i still try to do my best and do very well but it isnt good enough for my parents. my mom always said that if i tried my hardest she wouldnt care if i failed as long as i tried. I tried in school but out of school not so much so i failed. My dad does not understand why im dating her again. He doesnt need to. The only person that needs to understand is me. Im back with her because of the strength she has. she almost never gives up even though she feels defeat. she gives me strength just by being who she is. i notice a lot about people. what they do, who they talk to and hangout with. What im trying to get at is she saves me constantly so I LOVE YOU ALEX and that is my message.
I didnt know how to feel. I was flabbergasted. i started to cry. I dont know what the tears were meant to symbolize; happiness, sadness, or both. Whatever it was i knew it was one thing for sure... it was love and i now know that i do love someone, i love him. Now i just need to get the person who ruined my summer off my back and my life will be complete.
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