A/N: Surprise, surprise… Um, I managed to write out to chapters for the story as a way for saying thank you for being patient with the long wait. I know it's shorter than the other chapter but I thought it was a good way to end. I'll be sure to update as soon as possible because I now have free time at home for the next couple of weeks :]

Disclaimer: It's the same as the other chapters…

But he was right. Her fever was gone and she was feeling considerably better than the day before. She also couldn't blame him. She sighed. The emotional rollercoaster in the past day alone took a toll on her; she could barely imagine how it affected him. And, in the end, she realized it was her fault. The way that she ended things left nothing for either of them to be comfortable about.

As she sat on her bed, the memories replayed in her mind. It was 3 months after his birthday, she had gone into his room, and her face had the same look when he told her that he had to leave. Business-like. His face had a look of questioning when she came in unannounced but his eyes were still beaming at the sight of her. Then, she told him it was over. No warnings, no reasons. And just as suddenly as she appeared, she left. She left him there struggling to keep himself together while she walked away.

Cindy let out a long, angry sigh. She hated herself. Hated the fact that there was no way for her to take it back. And she couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't take life without him; couldn't take the guilt that was eating her alive; couldn't take the longing that was practically shredding her heart to pieces. She wanted –no– needed him back in her life.

After almost 45 minutes of thinking things over, Cindy ran down the stairs, not bothering to fix her hair or change out of her night clothes.

On the way out of the door, her eyes caught sight of a folded piece of white paper on one of her mother's coffee tables. Cindy stopped and slowly walked towards the note. In the front, she could see her name written out in his small, elegant script.

Just staring at the paper made her heart throb and beat erratically.

With slightly shaking hands, she grabbed the paper and read the words written in his handwriting:

Cindy,

I'm sorry for the way that I acted before I left. I don't know what was going through my mind and what went over me but it was inexcusable. Actually, scratch that. I did know what was going on. I was frustrated. We were both so close to one another and I didn't know how to react and what to think anymore. I just, I sat there with your hand on my face and it reminded me of how it was, how it was when we were still in a…relationship.

So, the reason that I did what I did was because, I was tired of constantly setting myself up to something that was not there. All last night, I'm sure you noticed that I was acting weird. Holding something back. And if you must know, I was holding back my feelings, to make things less awkward between the two of us. But in truth, all I wanted was to let go of everything. I'm sure you pitied me.

Once again, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings in any way by my actions.

But there is still a matter that I need to talk with you about.

Us.

We need to talk about what happened between us. I'm not asking for you to take me back. I just wanted to know what I did wrong. I just… I want to know why. That's all I'm asking for.

I don't care when you decide to talk to me. Whenever you're ready. Be it two days from now or five years, in the end I just want it to happen.

And for whatever it's worth, which is more than likely not much, you should know, I still love you. Always will, of that I'm sure.

Yours Forever,

James Isaac Neutron

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