A/N: The eighteenth year. Time sure flies by! *Sniffles* Anyway, double update today since it's quick to write these up. They're like 500 - 1000 words long...
Not too much is left of this story, about two maybe three chapters more. And if you like this story, do check out the others I've written!
Till next time,
D.L.D
18th Year - My last letter to you
Hey mom, I'm eighteen now,
I bet it seems like yesterday since I was born. Ok maybe not to you, but to dad probably. It did change the whole direction of his life. Going from being excited to finally become a father, to losing his one and only love in the same day must've been tough. Through it all he's put on a smile for me. Always saying that I'm his sunshine.
I wonder if it's because I made his life brighter after your death... Probably. I think if we both died on that day he'd be veering way off course.
Anyway, things have gotten better between us after the whole 'Ethan incident' as we call it. Dad definitely didn't go easy on him he - actually let's just say he didn't have a happy ending. Yep, much better. No-one needs to know what happened to Ethan. Plus I learned my lesson after that.
Speaking of that lesson, I may be in the dating game again. He actually cares and never pressures me to do anything. I've leaned on his shoulder so many times, whether it's to cry or to laugh my ass off. Most importantly, he doesn't drag me around to wild parties where I'll definitely end up wasted. Plus he's sorta a family friend.
Ava's always teasing me about it now. Saying how I can't have a crush on her twin brother. That's just...no. But when I mention about her crush on Chanel's older brother she shuts up real quick. Trust me.
Apart from crushes and normal school stuff, I've been preparing for graduation and college. Everything's already set in place for me, I just need to make sure I don't mess up. Like everything in my life. Don't say I haven't fucked up plenty of times either, cause the times I have are at least quadruple that.
Anyway, I just felt like giving you an ending for my long series of letters. I probably won't write again after this. I don't feel like I need to vent to you anymore. Everything's finally gone well and I know that you'll always be around, even if you're not physically here. (God I sound so corny)
Maybe I've just grown up, or even just moved on, but I finally feel like I know who you were. Even if I didn't meet you.
I guess this is goodbye forever, right? If not, then I can't wait to finally meet you.
Lilith