*AN: I know, I'm a horrid person for taking forever to update, but I've got all these ideas bustling around in my head and I need to write them down. I'm working on a Klaine fanfic at the moment, hopefully it'll be be longer than these ones. But anywho, on with the fanfic!*
April 5th, 2011
Dear Julia,
I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I broke up with Mia, turns out she was cheating on me. I found your letters, Jules. I read some. They're incredibly beautiful. I was blind, Jules, so so so blind. I broke your heart. I ignored the love you continually gave me. I love you, Julia Albain. I fear it may be too late. Something tells me you won't be around much longer. Just know that I love you and I'm so so sorry it took me so long to find that out.
Lovingly yours, Darren Everett Criss
Julia sobbed. She cried and cried and cried. Darren loved her. Really truly loved her. He dropped the letter off with LoLo. If he loved her though, then why didn't he drop the letter off personally? Oh, well. She'd cross that bridge when she came to it. She asked the nurse for a pen and paper and scribbled a response.?
April 6th 2011
Dear Darren,
How much I've lonfed to here those wordss com frum you're mowth. I luv yoo Darren Your mi best frend. Even Moj thinkss Im dooing better but I think hes onli saying that too mak me feel better. The Doktur says that Im deeteeriorating fastur than he thought. I dont even no whut tha meens. Darren. Darren, wear r yoo? Help me. Help me, Darren.
Luv, Julia
She was getting worse. The massive amount of spelling errors proved that. Darren felt extremely guilty, as though it was his fault. LoLo tried to comfort him saying that these things happen. He shouldn't blame himself. Darren didn't want to face her. He wanted to remember her, smiling and happy, not sickly and pale. But he had to go see her before it was too late, or else he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Darren knocked on the door to Julia's hospital room.
"Come in." a throaty voice from inside the room said. Darren opened the door and closed it behind him. The sight that greeted him made his eyes sting with tears. Julia was pale, so extremely pale. He rushed to her bedside, sobbing into her hair.
"All my fault." Darren whispered. Julia stroked his back lovingly before pushing him gently away so she could look him in the eyes.
"Not... not your fault." Julia croaked. Darren shook his head, refusing to believe. If only he had never broken up with her, this never would have happened. Julia tapped his chin.
"I said... not... your fault." And with that she pushed her lips against Darren's. Darren should have seen this coming. He'd seen enough cheesy rom coms to know every trick in the book. But he was surprised to find that Julia was kissing him, and he was kissing her back. He wiped the tears that had formed at the corner of her eyes, blinking rapidly as to not let any more tears escape his eyes. They stay like that for a while before they broke apart.
"Not your fault... at all." Julia said, firmly.
