Choose the One Who Loves You the Most
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He opened the door after another long day, and reached his hand into the mailbox to grab the day's bills and papers. One by one he threw them on the table until he reached one in particular. One that was different from the others. This one was in a pink envelope, and when he ripped it open it was written on pink stationary. Unlike the other ones when he finished reading this one, he threw it down on the table and hung his head. And he sat like that, for minutes, hours, what seemed like days, until he couldn't take it anymore and bolted from the table leaving the door wide open.
Dearest Nathan,
I know it's been awhile and I apologize for that. But as hard as this is to say I felt you needed to know. I've decided to stay on tour here in New York. Chris has offered me more for my music than I could ever have dreamed possible and I don't want to let that pass me by without taking the chance that I could make something of myself in ways I never even dreamed possible. I realize now that we rushed things Nathan, we were only 16 when we got married and I feel like I've missed out on so many things. I don't regret one minute of our time spent together but I feel like I was too young, and now that I realize what I could have, I just…I can't give that up, not even for you. I'm so sorry I had to leave like that but it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. I guess what I'm, trying to say is that I'm sorry, and that I love you.
Always and Forever.
Haley J. Scott xoxo
Everything that he had just read brought the last 2 months into sharper focus than ever before because those few lines jotted down on a piece of pink stationary slam dunked the fact that she was gone. His wife, his love, his life, was gone. And she wasn't coming back.
He sat down and stared at the ocean. Watching the turmoil of the waves crash on the shore somehow seemed to sooth the turmoil he held in his heart.
"Hey, you OK?" her hand lightly rested on his shoulder.
"I dunno, Peyton. Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever gonna be ok again."
"You will be Nate, and you wanna know why? Because we're all here for you, you've got your friends, and you can count on us."
"You mean like I used to think I could count on Haley?"
She didn't know what else to do so she sat down beside him and pulled him into a hug, and let him cry on her shoulder.
"Nate, you can count on us," she murmured, "you can count on me." And she held him close as he let it out and cried. Damn you for hurting him Haley she thought.