[14] The Letter

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Blaire's POV

After my little hangout with Ryder, we drove back to our beloved, also not so beloved, school. We made it just in time for our last class.

Once Mr. Grimm was done boring us about the history of America, we were dismissed.

I then start shoving my history stuff into my bag, when someone shouts, "Blaire!"

After stuffing my textbook into my bag, I crane my head over to see Molly running towards me.

"Molly?"

"Oh my God!" She says, stopping in front of me to catch her breath. Once she's fine, she looks back at me, playfully spanking my arm, "Where have you been? Ian has been roaming the school for his 'angel'," she teases.

I couldn't help it. A smile formed in my lips, "He's been looking for me?"

"Yeah!" She grins. "He's asked me where you were for about nine times. At first, I didn't even notice you were missing, until he mentioned it, of course."

"Okay."

"That's it?" She gives me a look, placing her hand on her hip, "Okay?"

"Yeah," I nod, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

"Yeah?" She repeats. "You're supposed to run around the school, looking for him. And once you see him, you're supposed to run into his awaiting arms and tell him---"

"You're just that cliché, aren't you?" I playfully roll my eyes, "How often do you imagine stuff like that?"

"My whole life."

***

Molly and I walk side by side towards the parking lot, ready to get home.

"Cupcake!"

My entire body spins around to see Ian running over to me. Once he's close enough, I open my mouth, ready to give him a lecture, but I didn't get the chance to.

Before I could even say anything, he wraps his arms around me, burying his head in my neck, "Holy shit, thank God I found you."

"Ian---"

He instantly detaches himself from me, looking at me in the eyes, his arms firmly on my shoulders, "Look, I know you're mad, and I know I shouldn't have kissed you---"

"You kissed her?"

Ian looks over to her, giving her a look, "Not now, Molly!"

"Okay, sheesh. Molly's out." Molly says, walking away, giving me the you-have-some-explaining-to-do look.

"As I was saying---"

"Ian," I start, removing his hands from my shoulders, "I get it."

"You do?"

"Yes. I'm sorry I bitched out; I overreacted. I have no reason to be mad at you, since you didn't do anything wrong. To me, at least," I add. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just mad that you got in between Molly and Ryder."

"I know, I'm a dick," He sighs. "But I regret it, I swear. Ryder loved her and... I ruined it for them. I know he still doesn't forgive me, even if he says he does."

"He has a reason not to," The words slip before I could even stop them.

For a second, just a second, I forget that we were in a public area. I forgot that we're in school. I forgot that almost anyone can hear us. But at the moment, we didn't care.

"I know, I owe him big time," Ian says. "But the thing is; I'm not guilty enough to let him have you. I know its cheesy and shit, but its fucking true."

"What are you---"

"I really like you, Blaire. Maybe more than just like."

"I have to go." I state, before running down the school halls.

I left without another word, and I know Ian wasn't running after me.

And that's great, because I don't want him to.

***

I park my car, turning off the ignition. That's when I realized.

I loved them.

Them.

All three of them.

All three of the Coleman brothers.

This is probably sick and twisted in so many ways, but I love all three of them.

It isn't the kind of love that I'd want to spend my entire like with the three of them, because that's just wrong.

Its the kind of love that I simply admire and cherish every little thing they do.

And they have made it clear that they liked me too.

Now... I'll just have to choose.

The problem? I didn't want to choose. If only they were just one guy...

So I'll let destiny lead the way. I'll let destiny choose for me.

But as I enter my house, seeing my mom grinning at me, I knew destiny made a move.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I question.

"This was in the mail earlier today," she says, handing me a letter.

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