*Silver*
About a couple seconds later I found myself asleep. As usual no strange dreams. When I woke up, I no longer felt the warm feeling I had when I fell asleep.
"Please be gone, please be gone" I thought to myself. I opened on eye, and found myself leaning against the wall, alone. I let out a long sigh and slowly stood up. It was 9pm on December 22nd. Well at least I think so.
I walked over to the chair. I stared at it. The white slip of paper partially sticking out of my pocket. I looked around, cautiously. I didn't know what this was or who it was from. The only thing I wanted is to read it alone. After I peered down the hallways, and made sure everyone was in there places I sat down on the chair, with my jacket on my lap.
I gave out a long sigh as I pulled the slip of paper out of the coat pocket. I unfolded the paper, seeing countless words written all over the paper.
Silver,
I couldn't find you so I just put this is your coat pocket, knowing you'd find it sometime. Yep, that's right I actually came back last night. I was hoping to bring you home but, I searched everywhere. You were probably hiding, but I totally understood that. But that's not the point of this letter. I just wanted to apologize. I know, it's sudden and you probably think it's not true but hear me out. Due to some reasons, I sort of became jealous. You know how it works with older and younger siblings. I just wanted to keep you there for one night, that's it. But you took my keycard. I'm coming back again on the 24th. I'm sorry it can't be sooner, mom and dad are leaving the 24th. So right when they leave, I'll be one my way. Expect me to be there at around 10pm. Hopefully, you'll come back.
~Jordan
Wow, was I getting emotional now? Was he actually really sorry? He said he was.
I mean this isn't something you would just find on the internet. It sounded real, to be honest. I did believe it. I knew he was coming back on the 24th. Reformed or not he was coming back.
He was always really back to me, how could I believe him.
I sighed, looking at the letter. I questioned look appeared on my face when I saw a tiny grey splotch next to Jordan's name. I slightly felt it, and the paper was wet. If this was fake, he'd point it out. But he didn't.
Making it a real tear.