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Your best friend, Ian
My chest felt tight, and for a moment I wasn’t sure I could do this. I took another deep breath, trying to calm myself. I grabbed the next letter, feeling like my heart was breaking into a million pieces.
Dear Red,
I’ve been thinking about the time we met. It feels like yesterday we were two awkward freshmen, bumping into each other in science class. I knew from the moment I saw you that you were someone special. There was something about you that drew me in, something that made me want to get to know you better.
And I'm so glad I did. Over the past couple of years, you've become my best friend. You know me better than anyone else in the world, and you stayed my friend, anyway. I can't imagine what life without you would be like, although I’m getting a glimpse of it now. It’s miserable here without you.
I miss the way you make me laugh. I miss the way you challenge me to be a better person. No one is able to encourage me the way you do. You are the most amazing girl I have ever met, and I am so lucky to have you in my life. School sucks without your sweet self by my side. I wish I could have packed you in my suitcase and brought you here, too.
I hope you’re doing well. I am still waiting on the letter you promised me. I hope you haven’t forgotten about me already.
Your best friend forever, (Despite the long distance)
Ian.
I could feel the tears start to stream down my face, falling over the letters in the box. I continued anyway, needing to read every letter, even if I became dehydrated from all the crying.
Dearest Red,
I'm writing this letter with a heavy heart. I feel like I've lost my best friend, and I don't know what to do.
I know my moving away has made things hard, reducing us to writing letters to keep in touch. I understand things are different now, but I feel like you've forgotten about me. We used to talk all the time, and now we don’t talk at all. I have not gotten a letter from you, instead I receive the letters I sent you in return. Maybe you’ve decided to no longer be my friend, or perhaps you met someone new to take my place, and are too busy to write.
I miss our conversations. I miss being around you. I know you're busy with your new life, but I wish you would make some time for me. I'm here for you, no matter what. I hope you'll reach out soon. I miss you.
Love always,
Ian
My heart was breaking, reading Ian's letters. He was hurt, thinking I didn't want him anymore. I hated that he had felt this way, that he thought these things. I wished he could have known how desperately I needed him back then, how much I missed him.
Dear Red,
I know you're not reading these, so I decided to pour my feelings out, to admit to you what I couldn't in person. One day I'll see you again and I'll show you all these letters. I will win you over, and maybe one day convince you to marry me.
I love you, Red, as much more than just a friend. You light my world on fire in the best way. Your smile is brighter than the stars in the sky. Those eyes of yours hold a fire behind the ice, one that keeps you going even when your life is thrown to hell.
I love your voice, but your laugh, God, your laugh is like magic. It sends a happiness coursing through me that makes it impossible not to smile. Your hair is the most beautiful red I've ever seen. It fits you perfectly, making you stand out as you should. You don't need to be pushed into the background, all attention should be on you.
You make my heart race and my hands sweat. I've never felt so happy yet so lost. You make me unsure of myself. It's not a feeling I am used to. I like the way you bring out this side of me I didn't know I had. An adventurous side.
Red, I hope you know how amazing you are. You belittle yourself because of the girls in school. You shouldn't listen to them. They're nothing but jealous bitches. Those girls don't know you the way I do. They see someone they know is a threat to their standing. You're going to do wonderful things, Red, and I plan to be at your side to see it all.
I love you with all my heart. I hope you read this one day and find me knelt before you with a ring. You're my one, Red, I am sure of it.
I love you always,
Ian
I cried for a while, feeling my heart break and mend itself again. I never knew he felt this way about me. I pictured the future that could have been with him and then let it go. I lethimgo, along with the teenage dream I had of us together.
He's still my friend, right?
Lucas' P.O.V.
Christmas was more than I could have asked for. She had said yes, and despite Dad's threats, I've been on cloud nine ever since. I need to get back to work before Dad discovers I'm trying to marry Rose. I get the feeling he'd try to stop it by any and all means necessary. He doesn't need to know until it's done and over with. I won't put Rose, or my bud, through any unnecessary stress.
