This was a spur of the moment idea I got from watching Realityfanatic's video Ethan and Sarah this woman's work on youtube. It's the idea to write a letter to Sarah from Ethan.
(Ethan's pov.)
I sat down at my desk and started to write, tears streaming down my face.
Dear Sarah,
It has been a month since you left and I am just now getting the guts to write this letter to you. You missed thanksgiving on the 24th. The only thing I said I was thankful for was you. You saved my life and are saving it by being away. I know you had to leave to save my life, but that doesn't mean it doesn't kill me inside. The hardest thing I ever had to do was let you walk away from me, but I know you did it for me. I hoped you did it because you love me. The only reason I let you walk away was my love for you. The second you turned to walk out the front door, my eyes were filled with tears. As were yours. Erica told me. I am writing a story about when you left. All of it from the eyes of an onlooker. It will never be published. It will sit in my drawer and collect dust until the day comes for you to return home. It will be finished before Christmas. My one hope is that you return on Christmas Eve. Then we can spend it together. This letter expresses the feelings I've struggled to reveal to you since the moment we met. The truth is I love you. With all my heart and soul, I love you. Just because you are a vampire, that doesn't mean it's over. You gave up your humanity for me and when you return I will give up my humanity to be with you. To help you through the centuries. To remain by your side and follow you, no matter what your plans are. I ask you now to think about it. You know what I'm asking and you know that this is the only way we can be together until we find a cure.
Here's a quote that you need more than anyone else. It will remind you that you truly are a child of god, even if you are a vampire.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
-Marianne Williamson
Whenever you feel a warm breeze brush against you, that's the kiss I blew to you.
Yours forever,
Ethan
I folded the letter carefully and put it in an envelope. I sealed it shut and flipped it over. I signed Sarah's name on the front, directly in the center. On one side of her name I drew myself crying. I drew a continent up under her name and on the other side of her name I drew her crying. We were facing each other, smiling through the tears. On the back of the envelope I wrote distance makes the heart grow fonder and even though it hurts now, one day we won't have to cry anymore because we will be in each other's arms once again. I stood and put on my shoes. I glanced at the clock as I put on my jacket. 11:30. perfect. Erica is supposed to meet me in the park down the street at midnight. I grabbed the letter, stuffed my keys and cell phone in my pocket and walked out the front door of my house, careful not to wake my parents or Jane. I walked down the street to the park and sat down on a bench. I breathed in the fresh air and admired the beauty of my surroundings. But this did not compare to the beautiful image in my mind whenever I closed my eyes. Sarah smiling. I closed my eyes and watched the smile spread across her beautiful face. The light in her caramel and chocolate colored eyes as she laughed. The surprise in her voice when she snorted. The way she scrunched her nose with the tips of her fingers when she covered her mouth. Then I went on to a different sight. An angry, still just as beautiful Sarah. Her eyes a fiery gold. The way her nosed scrunched up as she bared her fangs. The catlike agility and grace she demonstrated as she flipped over the vampire nurse. I moved on to another vision of Sarah. She was angry but her eyes hadn't changed color. The way she growled her answer to my insults of bloodsucker. The sexual tension was undeniable. Then I moved on to one last vision of Sarah. I was lying on the floor of my basement, completely naked. I saw the flicker of her eyes as she squealed so not looking, even though both of us knew she had. The concern in her eyes as she bent over me, throwing one of my Dad's shirts over my exposed body. The slight smile on her face when she realized I was fine. The way she helped me up to my room to get dressed after Erica cleared out the house, leaving only Me, Sarah and a sleeping Jane. She stood in my room as I got dressed, helping when I needed it, but being sure to advert her gaze whenever I caught her looking. The way she helped me climb into bed. She cuddled into my side and I put my arm around her. I put my chin on her head and we slept. Her slight snore the only sound in the room. We spent that whole night together. Her parents brought her a change of clothes and her makeup bag.
Suddenly I was shaken out of my thoughts by an angry Erica.
"Geek. C'mon where's the letter? I gotta get back to Sarah. We fight Jesse in one week. We have to train." I stood and held the letter out. She took it and smiled, admiring the picture I drew. She was about to fly off but I stopped her. She looked at me.
"Can you bring the response to the letter back as soon as she finishes writing it? I can't stand being away from her and the response to her letter might keep me sane just a little while longer." She smiled and nodded, seemingly understanding. Then she flew off and I went back to my house. I went inside quietly, locking the door behind me. Then I headed back upstairs to my room. I opened the window and grabbed a blanket and my Ds from my bed. I climbed out of my window and onto the ladder that was placed directly next to it. The ladder let me climb onto the roof. I spent most of my time there and my parents usually checked the roof before freaking out because I wasn't in my room. Ever since Sarah left, I felt closest to her up here. The stars reminded me of her eyes and she loved sitting up here with me to look at them. This was, still is our special spot. It's where we did most of our talking. I spread the blanket out on the roof and then lay down on my back to watch the stars and wait for a letter from Sarah. To wait for a letter form the girl who holds my heart. To wait for a letter from the girl who I will never let go when she comes back. I smiled as I gazed up at the stars. Then I blew a kiss up into the sky. I hope the breeze brushes against her lips. I wiped a stray tear from my eye. Then I slept, dreaming of the most beautiful sights my eyes have ever had the joy of seeing. I dreamt of Sarah.