Post by Keller Valentine on Sept 14, 2007 21:35:11 GMT
Keller sat in her bed, looking out the window of the room she’d choice to share with no-one, she sighed softly. “ All that I’m living for, all that I’m dieing for, all that I can’t ignore,” the words left her lips in the barest whisper without a second thought. She looked down, yet another night when sleep hadn’t come to her, making it two weeks without sleep, two weeks since she’d slept for two hours… Not very long but it was a start.
“ If I ever see you again Caleb you’re so dead,” she walked over to her desk, picking up her book and flicking through the pages until she found one that she recognised, she sat on her bed as she read a few pages before growing bored, it wasn’t a very good book. Her thoughts turned to Caleb, her belovedbest former best friend who’d been lost to her for nearly four years. She closed the book but not before noticing writing upon the very back page. She opened the back page, her eyes wide as she saw her former best friends handwriting upon the page.
I’ll always be there for you Keller, no matter what.
You beloved friend,
Caleb
The book. He’d bought it for her 12th birthday, he had terrible taste in books, always had.
She launched the book across the room, lies. All his words were lies, every word he’d spoken to her was a lie. Keller was usually very forgiving but not this time, she couldn’t forgive him for leaving her. She shook the thought from her mind, she didn’t want to think of Caleb, she wanted to think of… Anything that wasn’t him. She sighed once more before walking to her door, listening for any signs of anyone else being awake. She didn’t hear anything so she walked down to the common room, careful not to make any noise.
She smiled when she saw a pile of her mail on the couch, she walked over to the couch and picked it up, sitting on the arm of the couch before picking it up and flicked through it looking through it to see who‘d written to her. Her foster parents, she should have known. Keller looked down at her black satin nightdress, it went to her knees or near enough at least. She silently hoped that no guys would come down, she would die if they seen her like this.
Looking down at the pile of letters, she opened the first, why her foster parents choose to write separately she would never understand.
Dearest Keller,
I know it has been only a week since I wrote to you but I miss having you around the house, your great company. I know this may sound harsh towards my wife, lord knows I love her but you brighten the place up. Write home soon to let us know how your getting on, hope to hear from you soon.
Loads of love,
Devon March.
She smiled at the letter before placing it back in the envelope. Keller put the five letters, including the one she’d just read, on the table before sitting down on the couch again. Caleb…. her friends image formed in her mind. Has he changed? How does he look now? She looked down at her hands, they were clasped together and resting on her on her legs. She didn't care, he'd betrayed her and she never wished to see him again, she'd even considered moving.
So much had changed for Keller, she'd left her adopted family, she was now staying with a foster family, Devon March and his wife were both so lovely, she really liked them. They cared more than anyone else seemed to.
“ If I ever see you again Caleb you’re so dead,” she walked over to her desk, picking up her book and flicking through the pages until she found one that she recognised, she sat on her bed as she read a few pages before growing bored, it wasn’t a very good book. Her thoughts turned to Caleb, her beloved
I’ll always be there for you Keller, no matter what.
You beloved friend,
Caleb
The book. He’d bought it for her 12th birthday, he had terrible taste in books, always had.
She launched the book across the room, lies. All his words were lies, every word he’d spoken to her was a lie. Keller was usually very forgiving but not this time, she couldn’t forgive him for leaving her. She shook the thought from her mind, she didn’t want to think of Caleb, she wanted to think of… Anything that wasn’t him. She sighed once more before walking to her door, listening for any signs of anyone else being awake. She didn’t hear anything so she walked down to the common room, careful not to make any noise.
She smiled when she saw a pile of her mail on the couch, she walked over to the couch and picked it up, sitting on the arm of the couch before picking it up and flicked through it looking through it to see who‘d written to her. Her foster parents, she should have known. Keller looked down at her black satin nightdress, it went to her knees or near enough at least. She silently hoped that no guys would come down, she would die if they seen her like this.
Looking down at the pile of letters, she opened the first, why her foster parents choose to write separately she would never understand.
Dearest Keller,
I know it has been only a week since I wrote to you but I miss having you around the house, your great company. I know this may sound harsh towards my wife, lord knows I love her but you brighten the place up. Write home soon to let us know how your getting on, hope to hear from you soon.
Loads of love,
Devon March.
She smiled at the letter before placing it back in the envelope. Keller put the five letters, including the one she’d just read, on the table before sitting down on the couch again. Caleb…. her friends image formed in her mind. Has he changed? How does he look now? She looked down at her hands, they were clasped together and resting on her on her legs. She didn't care, he'd betrayed her and she never wished to see him again, she'd even considered moving.
So much had changed for Keller, she'd left her adopted family, she was now staying with a foster family, Devon March and his wife were both so lovely, she really liked them. They cared more than anyone else seemed to.
