**I am so sorry I have not posted anything lately! But I'm currently writing the next chapter to A New Haven but for now have this new story that, at first, was gonna be just a one-shot but I decided to make it into a story all completely written in letters**
Title: Letters to my love.
Plot: Puck and Quinn write letters to each other. Quinn left to Yale and Puck stayed in Lima.
**Note: Quinn will be like this. Puck will be like this.
Dear Puck,
Okay so first off, I'm so sorry if I sound stupid but I needed to write this letter. I know its old school but I just wouldn't know how to tell you this over the phone or in person. Hell it'd be difficult over email too. I hate how things ended between us. I hate how I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. Never can say goodbye, right? Umm…anyways, I just need to know if things are okay between us. I need to know that you don't hate me because I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you did. I mean, I know I did some pretty terrible things to you and to everyone else but I don't care about everyone else. I care about you. Honestly. If I could go back in time and change everything I would in a heartbeat.
Yeah…I guess that's all I want to say…for right now.
Like I said, I wouldn't blame you if you hated me and didn't want to write back.
I'll just stop now. I probably sound stupid.
Bye.
Lo—I mean, sincerely,
Quinn.
Quinn,
Stop saying I hate you, first of all. I could never hate you. Well I hate you a little but for making me write this letter but not even then. You're special to me, I've told you this. Look, I don't care about all the shit that has gone in the past. I don't. I'm over that, I've moved on. You should too, Quinn. Isn't that why you left Lima? To leave the past behind? Yeah I think so. Anyways, I think its better that we didn't say goodbye. I would've probably tried to convince you to stay but that would've been selfish of me. Or I would have said something stupid to piss you off and that wouldn't be good either. We all know how good I am at pissing you off. Whatever. What I'm trying to say is…I don't want to say goodbye to you either. But what the hell are we suppose to do about it? You're in Yale about to become something big and important, I'm in Lima like the loser we all predicated I would be. We are states apart…maybe it is time to move on.
Just think about it, kay? Also if you have something to say, say it now because I'm not gonna spend my life waiting for you.
Love,
Puck.
Ps. you didn't sound stupid. And you can say 'love' if you want to, no big deal.