AN: thanks for the reviews, I'll try to do my best to make the story good.
Any suggestion is welcomed. Do you think I should add Jess and Tristan POV?
Chapter2
I'm confused, I don't know what to do. Shall I write him? Shall I pretend to be his friend and forget about 'what he is fighting for'? I know that eventually I'll give in. I cannot stop thinking about him. Jess is looking at me now and I really feel that I love him, but Tristan is another story. It's a story that hadn't been written, we never dated and we never really talked with each other.
Is it just the fact that dreams are better than reality? I feel so frustrated that I cannot appreciate what I have. Jess is right in front of me, he understands me. We can talk about everything, not like with Dean. He loved me in his way but he never tried to enter my world. Do you know how many times I tried to understand Dean? I tried to love him the way he loved me. But the reality is that I wanted to change him.
He was taking me the way I was and I didn't. I suffered so much because of us. He was the first guy who really liked me. But thinking about it, did he really like me? Did he really know me at all?
Dear Tristan, I'm happy to know that you're ok. Life here is good as usual. Chilton is a little bit less hell. Why? Because I got a friend. Well, if you can call Paris a friend.
Bagboy is fine but I'm not with him anymore. I'm with Jess now. You would like him, he likes reading as much as I do.
Uhm, but what I really wanted to tell you is:
'Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.'*
Shall I wait or forget?
Mary
AN: *Still a phrase from Coelho
Sorry if it's so short I'll try to write them longer.
Chapter2
I'm confused, I don't know what to do. Shall I write him? Shall I pretend to be his friend and forget about 'what he is fighting for'? I know that eventually I'll give in. I cannot stop thinking about him. Jess is looking at me now and I really feel that I love him, but Tristan is another story. It's a story that hadn't been written, we never dated and we never really talked with each other.
Is it just the fact that dreams are better than reality? I feel so frustrated that I cannot appreciate what I have. Jess is right in front of me, he understands me. We can talk about everything, not like with Dean. He loved me in his way but he never tried to enter my world. Do you know how many times I tried to understand Dean? I tried to love him the way he loved me. But the reality is that I wanted to change him.
He was taking me the way I was and I didn't. I suffered so much because of us. He was the first guy who really liked me. But thinking about it, did he really like me? Did he really know me at all?
Dear Tristan, I'm happy to know that you're ok. Life here is good as usual. Chilton is a little bit less hell. Why? Because I got a friend. Well, if you can call Paris a friend.
Bagboy is fine but I'm not with him anymore. I'm with Jess now. You would like him, he likes reading as much as I do.
Uhm, but what I really wanted to tell you is:
'Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.'*
Shall I wait or forget?
Mary
AN: *Still a phrase from Coelho
Sorry if it's so short I'll try to write them longer.