May 22, 2019
"Daddy" :)
“I don’t think you are my son.”
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"Daddy" :)
“I don’t think you are my son.”
“...I know. I know. You can shut the fuck up. You think I don’t know?”
Abel had his back turned, but no one could ignore his sniffling and the clenching of his fists as he willed himself not to cry.
“Shit like this is why I started in the first place. I know I’m a fucking disappointment, a-and no one loves me... At least alcohol doesn’t judge me, or leave me.”
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"It's okay, Abel."
“O-oh, um, thank you…”
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After months of notes, Abel finally started to become curious as to who was sending them. He knew his options were limited, since he didn’t exactly have many friends. But he wanted to know who was sending them, just for some closure.
He strolled through the park, alone with his thoughts.
ache for us || abel
His chest ached. He’d been standing in front of the cabin door for what felt like an hour. Probably only five or so minutes. He was tried, hung over, ready to crawl into his bed and sleep for days. But if he wanted to do that... if he wanted to change out of his dirty clothes and shower- he’d have to face Abel. He didn’t know if he was really ready to face him yet. He stood contemplating it for far to long at this point. He’d spent nearly two days with it swirling in his head, making him dizzy.
Pete had come so close to admitting to his best friend that he was in love with him.
It had taken all of his strength just to run away from it, to keep his mouth shut like he had been since they’d met. And now he needed to go back. He knew that he couldn’t keep away from him, they had spent six years apart and now it was aching to just be a day or two apart. He unlocked the door with a click and walked in.
Dear abel, Please take care of yourself. You do not deserve to be stressed out. Remember to do the things you enjoy doing. Sincerely Savannah P.
Abel added the new note to his wall with a small smile.