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posted November 20, 2010 at 10:49pm UTC tagged with story
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- It's called love;)114 To my beautiful girlfriend, I’m sorry but the last three letters will be typed. Jessica is over here typing this for me because I just can’t write anymore. Words will never be able to explain how strong you are. You are only 14 years old; you shouldn’t have had to go through this at how young you are. You are gorgeous, so this is the time where I want you to something silly. Do something; it has to have been a year by now. I don’t want to rush you if you aren’t ready but, I want you to be moved on at least a little soon. I imagine you and Justin are incredibly close now. What happened to Jess? Have you talked to her lately? I hope you have, but if you haven’t she said she will understand, and yes Nat Sam really said that, just because I’m typing it does not mean I am saying all of this, he is saying every word, even this. Now listen here Natalie, I know how much you love me, I know, but I will never be able to kiss you the way you did. Please go out tonight or have a party, do something, find a guy and just talk to him. I suppose by now if you were to like Justin stuff would have happened, so if you don’t like Justin do what I said. But if you like Justin again, I have something totally different. Just do whatever you want with him. He’s silly and you know him as well as I do. Natalie, take your time on fully moving on but soon the notes will stop coming, I need you to be okay with not being able to talk to me anymore. I need you to make me feel like you are okay with moving on. I’m watching you and if I see that you aren’t ready by the last note it’s going to hurt me a lot. Especially because I would be the reason that you are hurt.
- It's called love;)116 I layed down on his bed, crying, I stuffed my face into his blankets and his pillow where we once layed naked together, where he once layed and cried over me, where he took his last breath while holding my hand. I started crying a lot, and then I whispered “I forgive you Sam.” I put my head down and just let it all out. I cried and cried and cried and I couldn’t stop, but I didn’t want to. I wanted him to know that I really do love him, and I miss him so much. Sandy must have called Justin because he walked in and just comforted me. I sat up and he wiped the mascara from under my eyes, and the tears of my face. He put my hair behind my ear and then I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back. The kissing got harder and turned into making out. Hard, frustrated, sad, emotional, amazing make out. Then he pulled away and said “let’s go home” So I grabbed Sam’s note and followed Justin out. I walked back into Sam’s room, made his bed, blew him a kiss, whispered “I love you Sam” and turned off the light. I met Justin at the bottom of the stairs. I hugged Sandy goodbye, and we walked out to Jeff who was waiting outside in the car. I sat in the front next to Jeff and Justin was in the back. We get home and we have to go out to eat for dinner, but I told them I really didn’t feel like going, and they completely understood and told Justin to stay and keep an eye on me. They took Sarah and they will be home in a few hours. About 20 minutes after they left Justin came up and sat in my chair that’s across the room from my bed, where I was sitting. Justin: so.. Me: so..? Justin: well this was fun..I’m going to go dow- Me: stay. Please. Justin got up but when I asked him to stay, he came over to my bed and sat next to me.
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