A/N:This chapter won't make that much sense right now but it'll get clearer hopefully

Third person

Pulling his hand free of the letter he holds, the dark blond boy stares at the mailbox in front of him for a moment before sighing and closing the flap. He turned around, pulling his suitcase behind him. As he walked down the street, he's leaving behind a section of his life.

Her

I haven't seen my boyfriend in a week and he have't contacted me once. I was getting worried when a letter arrived on my doorstep on day. My name was etched on to the letter in his handwriting. I'd recognized it anywhere. My suspicions and fears nearly made me drop the precious paper. Hands trembling, I teared open the pale white letter.

Dear Annabeth,

How are you? Were you happy i wasn't there to bug you? I know you're wondering why I'm writing a letter instead of talking to you face to face. I am writing this to tell you I'm sorry. i am leaving for a far away place and won't be back for 5 to 10 years. By the time you're reading this I will have arrived already. Don't say you're going to wait for me. I cannot be with you any longer. I wished i could've told you sooner, but I'm scared you won't let me go, or worse, want to go with me. You look so strong on the outside and yet so fragile on the inside. Like they always say, the stronger they were, the harder they break when they fall. Yes, I know you're probably close to tears and calling me a coward right now. I wish I was there to wipe away your tears when they fall, but I'm afraid that I have taken that privilege from myself. i cannot force myself to see your reaction when I tell you this, I know I'll probably back down and say I won't go, so I chose to run and not be there when you read this. I'm sorry, i really am. But this is important to me, and my decision is to leave you. I cannot tell you where I was going in case you tried to follow me. I am sad that I'm breaking up with you but it's probably for the best of both of us. I hope you find someone someday. Once again, I'm sorry, but do not try to follow me.

Best wishes

Zach

My brain refused to process this. How? When? and most importantly, why?

A/N: Next chapter will be out shortly, can someone tell me how to use line breaks?