A LETTER TO MY BELOVED - COMPLETE

Unresolved Issues

Three weeks later:

I've been avoiding Tyler for three weeks. Every few days or so, he'd phone and text me like crazy. And he's always attempting to strike up a conversation with me in class. When you have the same classes as someone and sit next to you in every class, it's difficult to ignore them.

He also left several messages in my locker expressing his regret for Laura, and he repeatedly stated that they were not a thing. I didn't think he was telling the truth.

Words are less effective than actions. When I arrived at their line of sight, Laura would clutch to him. She would take his hands in hers, wrapping her arms around him, kiss his cheeks, and even kiss his lips on occasion. And he did nothing to prevent her from doing so. Nothing. When I was around, he would stare at me with sad eyes, and she would do such things in front of me. I wouldn't say I like it. Yes, I do.

It hurts to learn that someone you've grown to care about as a friend has a girlfriend because you had hoped to see more in them. You believed they were distinct. That...they are just as concerned about you as you are about them. That they are willing to go to any length for you and will catch you if you fall, but this time, I guess I tripped and then tumbled badly....on my face.

Laura had been over to his house for the previous week. They've been spying on me and my bedroom in broad daylight. Every time, I witnessed my heartbreak. I'd look up at his window, where they were standing purposely in front of his bedroom window, kissing and all over one other.

I sigh as I sit in my room, trying my hardest to complete my homework. Even though it is quite light outside, my curtains are drawn. I'd been doing it for a few days since I didn't want to see Tyler's face or whatever he was up to.

It repulsed me, so I've been hiding in a dark room for the past few days. I'm so engrossed in my thoughts right now that I didn't hear Uncle Jimmy calling my name. My instincts tell me I need to defend myself as I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder. All I see is a mature man lying on the floor, bruised and pained.

"I'm really sorry, Uncle Jimmy. I had no idea it was you." I sobbed as I looked down at his troubled expression. "It's all right, sweet pea. You had no idea." He attempted to get up on his own, but he was having difficulty, so I assisted him. "I came to check on you because you haven't left your room in a couple of weeks. It's uncharacteristic of you." As he sat on my bed, I shrugged and sat back in my study desk chair.

I sigh, knowing he wasn't lying and that I'd have to tell the truth at some time. "Neighbor across the street?" I nodded in response to his remark, and he motioned for me to sit next to him. He tightly hugged me, and I hugged him back, refusing to let go. "Please accept my apologies, sweet darling. Boys can be annoying at times, and they may inadvertently harm your feelings. Humans are indeed stupid?"

Uncle jimmy's pov:

We hugged for a little longer while she cried uncontrollably onto my shoulder. Hearing Quinn's cries from her room, Kayla entered the room. "Hey, babe, I thought I heard you-" I made a gesture with my hand as if to say, "Don't say anything." Kayla sighs sadly and hugs Quinn from behind as she takes a seat next to her on the other side.

"Quinn, please accept our apologies. He can be a jerk at times. I'll correct him in school the next day. Don't be concerned." Quinn abruptly breaks out of our embrace, goes to Kayla, and snaps. "You must not do anything, or else I will be the one to set you straight. Is that clear?" Kayla appeared worried and a little scared.

"Quinn, all she's trying to do is make you feel better. She foolishly believed that saying that would help." I defend Kayla while giving her the 'are you stupid' look.

"I understand. Please accept my apologies for snapping at you, Kayla. I didn't say it in jest." Kayla's troubled expression vanished, and she regained a smile. "It's fine; it's been forgotten." Before I decided to perk up at the prospect of ice cream and a movie marathon, Kayla and Quinn exchanged an embrace. And I propose the concept. "You're the best.'' both girls yell out.

With fits of giggles filling the room, both girls talked and hugged me at the same time. "That's the Quinn we all know," Kayla said as we left the group embrace to walk downstairs and build a fort with tubs of ice cream and a few DVDs to put on the living room table.