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Dear Lachlan,
I'm sorry for what I've done. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean those words. I didn't mean those smacks or punches. It was all an accident. I know you won't read this. I just, I had to try. In fact, I'll be surprised if you even consider reading this. I miss you. I miss waking up to your face. I miss your sloppy hair that you'd spend forever trying to fix. I miss your silly little nicknames. I miss how'd you get so mad at stupid little things and call them jags or Darude. I miss your Australian accent. I miss your smile. I miss your laugh. I miss the little JagBattleDuty that used to be mine. But, that's no more. You're not mine anymore. No smiles, no laughs. No nicknames like CheatStar123. No late-night Skype calls when I was away. No whispered I love you's after a long day. No more wake up kisses. No more minutes of silence every morning when i woke up to your sleeping face. No more you. I wish I could spend one more night with you. Just one more Lachlan. Give me one more shot, one more night, to show you how much I love you. God, you're my everything. Every thought, every breath, every heartbeat: they've all been for you. Please, believe me. I'm truly sorry. I miss you here in Britain. Just Forgive Me, My Love. -Vikk
Lachlan would have given him a chance. He loved him, and forgave him. If only he gotten that letter. Vikk was just a little too late. Lachlan was already dead by the time the letter arrived. But, Vikk would never be told that. He was forgiven already, he was just too late.
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One Shots Book
FanfictionThis is going to be a book of short stories and poetry. The stories will be mostly boy x boy, and about YouTubers only. The poetry will be rare and very depressing. Italics are Author's Notes and Bold is Song lyrics unless it's said otherwise.
