Red-Headed for Trouble
Craig,
So best you can do huh? Red-Headed for Trouble? Pathetic. I mean really Craig, you were the trouble. You had me wrapped around you little finger and you screwed it up, TWICE!
Time #1.
The wedding. I was right there Craig. Looking my best for you and you still had eyes for her. It was always her wasn't it? It could never be me; no I'm just the sidekick best friend everyone turns to for advice. What was so bad about me Craig? Was I not pretty enough? Was I not slutty enough? What was wrong with me?
For a long time I blamed myself. Then one day I realized, "Hey it's not your fault Ellie, Craig's the stupid jackass, he screwed up what could've been a nice relationship. You did nothing wrong."
Time #2.
Backstage and the airport. You were a lying, manipulating jackass you know that right? All you needed was that little pack for a boost, and you would do anything for it huh? DO you realize you once again broke my heart into a million pieces, right when I finally get over you? But it always has to be about Craig Manning, superstar. You gave up 2 great people in your life for a small pack of stupid, disgusting, substances. Are you seriously that stupid?
Actually yes you are. I now know Craig, that I couldn't of helped you if I tried. You didn't want help. And I don't care.
Basically Craig, this letter is my way of saying goodbye to you, hopefully I will never have to see you again. And if I happen to meet you again one day, I hope to see you've made your life for the better.
Please do not bother writing back, I won't read it.
Bye Craig.
Eleanor "Ellie" Nash