Minnie

A small grin was plastered upon my clean face as I dug through the dresser drawers. It had to be here somewhere.... I just had it last night. Ah, here it is. The note.

My numb hands slowly unfolded the crumpled note, revealing the words that I'd basically already had etched into my brain.

Minnie,

I don't know how to say this, or even start it, but I have to. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all that I've put you through. It haunts me every day. I knew you always had a crush on me. I knew it ever since I caught you staring at me a little longer than you would other people. But the thing is, I never had a problem with it. I told myself I needed to, we were in way different social standings. But I just didn't. Because I had feelings for you too, Minnie. And I thought that if I was rude to you, then maybe I could get over it. But I couldn't.

I'm moving tomorrow. I never told anyone why, nor do I have the intention to. I just wanted to give you this for closure. or... I don't know.

Don't forget me, Minnie.

Toby.

The pain was too much to bear. My head ached, my lungs were tightened, and my throat felt as if it were going to burst.

The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Toby.