The Deadline (Part 1): Letters to Mason
I can’t believe this. I can’t believe you.
Josh. What about josh, huh? Do you not care about us? What are we going to do?
This wasn’t supposed to happen Mason, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry this had to happen. Mason. Mason, where are you Mason? I cant believe this. Mason. Please Mason. Oh Mason. Come back Mason, come back.
Mason. Are you there, Mason? I’ve missed our time together. Please come back.
Why? You bastard. You weren’t careful and that’s what happens.
I cried today. It has been a while but I cried. Mother had the police come over. I didn’t get questioned or anything. “It wasn’t her fault,” she assured them. Although that was all I heard before I went upstairs, she probably had much more to say after I left. How formal of my mother to come to her daughters rescue, making sure it was just like last time. This attention from the law is not something I need to continue. Joshua never does anything like this. He’ll hate me when he comes back from Pine Top.
Hi. I know things ended badly but I thought I should write all this down, so you know. Well- I just thought you should know.
Joshua really misses you. He comes home every day after school and cries. He’s getting bullied more and more every day. He’s stopped playing basketball. He barely comes downstairs for food. If mom or I didn’t bring him any, he would probably starve, but then I think he’d be much happier. I didn’t think you meant that much to him until you left. But now that you’re gone, I’m afraid he’ll never be the same.
Charlie and Carlson keep asking about you. They are a bit unsettled. I told them that you moved back to Maine with your grandparents but they know better. They suspect more that you ran away. Charlie is doing well in the science fair, just as we expected. He went above and beyond the whole volcano thing, especially with Carlson’s help. Carl created the Earth’s crust with moving plates so that Charlie and him could demonstrate how islands are formed. They truly are the twins of the future, I’m telling you. The most elaborate thing I’ve ever made with paper Mache and hours of free time was a pair of koi fish. I wonder if you still remember those. I gave them to you for Chinese New Year as a joke, remember?
Speaking of Chinese, I met this incoming freshmen who is a foreign exchange student. His name is unpronounceable so I just call him V. He’s always talking Chinese and I hope he speaks it so much that it just soaks into my brain. Oh how I wish I could be bilingual. I would prefer French though, the language of love.
Emily has stopped crying all the time. I can sleep at night and so can mom. She’s much more capable of staying asleep. Ever since you left she’s been surprisingly at ease all the time. Guess that’s the only thing that’s been better since your absence.
Joy still barks. My mom wants to get her vocal chords cut or removed or something but she’s afraid it will just cause more annoyance problems with the neighbor. Apparently it sounds more like a turkey afterwards and the last thing we need is Mrs. Gorgonson telling the Home Owner’s Association that we have a turkey. Joy the turkey. Has a nice ring to it.
I guess I’ve run out people to tell you about. But then There’s me?
I’m handling it. This is the seventh letter. It’s a bit more structured than the others. The other ones seemed to just ramble on about how lost I am without you and how my life will never be the same. I still maintain those words, but I’m dealing with it a little better. I am somehow keeping it slightly together but for the most part I’m all over the place, still dreading the school days though. Everyone just stares. Not judgmental stares but stares of understanding. I don’t think they blame me, but I blame myself.
I promised myself two letters ago I would not speak about it anymore. You’re gone and never coming back. It was an accident and a sad sort of circumstances. You’re dead and I have been left to suffer this life alone.
Yours, Katarina
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