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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: (Love)Letter
Character: Zeke Tyler, mention of Casey Conner
Word Count: 350
Prompt: write a love letter
Rating: PG13 because of some cursing
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Dear Casey,
To be honest, I don't know what I am doing here. I don't write letters, that's so low. And you aren't even able to read it because you are still lying in a hospital bed, unconscious.
But I need to do this for myself, my shrink says. Put all my thoughts in words to learn to live with my feelings.
No, I am not talking about this fucking alien queen who has tried to take over the world. This was so unreal that it was almost funny. Not so amusing though, the end of the story. When I found you under the bleachers, covered in a slimy mess. And I knew you had done something pretty stupid again.
Standing up to an alien queen to save the world. A world that never was nice to you. Your parents = ignorants, only interested in a good boy to show off. The other students = idiots and bullies, calling you a geek and giving you a black eye every day. The teachers = blind to everything because you have a brilliant mind but are not interested in football.
And me!!! I knew what was going on, and I turned my eyes away. However, it would have been so easy to help you. But I was much too afraid to lose my rep as the cool boy.
Me? Cool? I never was as cool as the others think. I never wanted to be the school's rebel, the dealer, the heartbreaker. Deep inside, all I wanted was
YOU !!!
I put on a show to hide it, even for myself. But this moment I found you under the bleachers has changed everything. All I want is to turn back the time, and I would act differently. I would stand at your side, I would stand up against the teachers, the jocks, and stupid MaryBeth. And maybe... just maybe...
Fuck, what the hell am I doing here? Fuck my shrink, fuck my parents, fuck the whole world.
You need to fight, Casey, one last time. Come back to me. That's all that still counts.
Z.
Character: Zeke Tyler, mention of Casey Conner
Word Count: 350
Prompt: write a love letter
Rating: PG13 because of some cursing
:::
Dear Casey,
To be honest, I don't know what I am doing here. I don't write letters, that's so low. And you aren't even able to read it because you are still lying in a hospital bed, unconscious.
But I need to do this for myself, my shrink says. Put all my thoughts in words to learn to live with my feelings.
No, I am not talking about this fucking alien queen who has tried to take over the world. This was so unreal that it was almost funny. Not so amusing though, the end of the story. When I found you under the bleachers, covered in a slimy mess. And I knew you had done something pretty stupid again.
Standing up to an alien queen to save the world. A world that never was nice to you. Your parents = ignorants, only interested in a good boy to show off. The other students = idiots and bullies, calling you a geek and giving you a black eye every day. The teachers = blind to everything because you have a brilliant mind but are not interested in football.
And me!!! I knew what was going on, and I turned my eyes away. However, it would have been so easy to help you. But I was much too afraid to lose my rep as the cool boy.
Me? Cool? I never was as cool as the others think. I never wanted to be the school's rebel, the dealer, the heartbreaker. Deep inside, all I wanted was
YOU !!!
I put on a show to hide it, even for myself. But this moment I found you under the bleachers has changed everything. All I want is to turn back the time, and I would act differently. I would stand at your side, I would stand up against the teachers, the jocks, and stupid MaryBeth. And maybe... just maybe...
Fuck, what the hell am I doing here? Fuck my shrink, fuck my parents, fuck the whole world.
You need to fight, Casey, one last time. Come back to me. That's all that still counts.
Z.