tragical romance | bryles ♡

chapter nineteen - "a letter."

to end off this emotional day, i just wanted to spend some sweet, quality time with briar. it's been about me pretty much all day which sucks because briar is just so much better.. i wanna focus on her for a little bit.

"a campfire?" she laughed while sitting down on the log i had just set up for her.

"a campfire," i smiled, sitting beside her, "of course i don't have stuff to make s'mores.. and we aren't camping but it's going to be nice. i promise."

she smiled as i started the fire, "look at you go. you'll make a great husband one day."

"now that you've mentioned it.." i frowned a little, staring into her eyes, "i'm supposed to be going back to america tomorrow.. to prepare for my wedding."

"oh.."

"but something's holding me back."

"what do you mean?" she laughed a little, "something or someone?"

"something.."

she nodded a little, "well is it more important than your future?"

"it could be.." i replied simply.

"but you're unsure?"

i nodded in response.

"so forget about the something. if you're unsure then that probably means that it isn't that important to you.. who did you even decide to marry?" she looked at me, her eyes full of hurt. maybe i was just imagining this.. but i hope i wasn't breaking her heart or something?

"my parents decided on annabelle."

she nodded, "so go to america, marry annabelle and live your best life," she said through a shaky voice.

i just sighed quietly and mumbled, "but something's holding me back.."

hearing that myles is going to marry annabelle is just.. devastating. of course i didn't think he would pick me to marry, but the past few days were just.. something else.

i didn't think our story would end here? whatever i just brushed it off and we enjoyed the rest of our time together.

after i got home that night i immediately started venting to my mom about everything.. i might've even cried a little.

"and now he's marrying annabelle! i told him he should too!" i said as years streamed down my face. she just rubbed my back, obviously not knowing what to say when it finally hit me, "oh my gosh."

"what honey?" she tucked some loose hair behind my ear.

"i'm in love with myles erlick."

she nodded, "i know."

"what do i do?! i'm in love with him and i just told him to be with another girl."

"let him know the truth?" she said, although it came out more as a question..

let him know the truth.. let him know the truth..

"that's it! i'm going to write him a letter then i'll give it to him before he leaves!" i got up and quickly ran upstairs and into my room.

i grabbed the closest pen and paper i could find and started pouring my heart out..

dear myles,
briar here.. i wanted to apologize about my reaction at our campfire. i don't know what is holding you back from marrying annabelle.. but what i do know and what i can finally say for myself is that; i'm in love with you. ever since that first time we met in the woods, something in my heart just clicked that i never wanted to admit.. you are the one for me myles and i whole heartedly believe that. we've had our ups and our downs but ultimately, you're the one i want to be with. so myles erlick, if i am the something that is holding you back.. please let me know.
love, briar anne.

the letter was certainly not my best work but it's almost two in the morning i don't have time to write something fancy. i snuck out of the house, went over to his and placed the letter in the mailbox. i can only hope that he sees it in time.. this could be one of the biggest moments in my life and i really hope that i don't blow it.

it was the next morning, i sat by the bus stop across the road from myles' house. there was a car waiting outside.. probably to take him to the airport, i was just hoping and praying that he didn't leave until he read my letter. after a few more moments of waiting.. there he was. oh my gosh he looked so perfect. but there he went? i watched as he got into the car, then the car drove away to the airport.. what? how could this of happened? if he read my letter i thought he would've stayed.. i guess maybe i was wrong?

maybe he didn't feel the same way? maybe he just laughed at the letter and threw it away?

he probably hates me. gosh i'm so annoying. i'm basically ruining his life! i hate myself. why would i write it in the first place? ugh i need someone to vent to, who isn't my mom. she clearly isn't helping.

but i know just the person to vent to. hanna.