Romans & histoires Letter To Boyfriend Expressing Hurt Feelings

"You know I was sad. You know I was an idiot and yelled at you, and at such a terrible and dangerous time that it could literally cost us our lives..." He sniffles and continues: "I never thought it would come to that. I never thought I would be so easily offended, or sensitive, or... Or that I would let that insecurity take over, speak louder than reason." The girl listens intently to every word filled with pain and regret from her boyfriend. "You know I love you. I think I have loved you since the first day I saw you. And you also said you love me. I believed it. I really believed it, with my whole being."

Maybe I heard wrong. "Are you deaf?" he sneered. "I said you're not my boyfriend. I never considered you one" What?... He sighed heavily. "There he goes. Crying like some fucking girl again" I was crying? My hands went to my face and I touched my cheeks to find them wet. I was crying and I didn't even realise it. Huh. Of course I would cry. His words were hurtful. The way he looked at me like I was annoying him was extremely hurtful. I felt like a needle was piercing my heart repeatedly.

Rowan Masters actually apologizes to me and kindly asks that I forgive him for hurting me. Of course I did with haste because yes, he hurt me but also yes, he is also the father of my boyfriend whom I love very much. And if I thought the evening couldn’t get any better, I receive a text message from Leo while we are having the most exquisite dessert. I decide not to check the message because it would be rude and I still feel like I’m walking on eggshells but I get another from Leo ordering me to open his previous message. So I do, and I nearly scream out my lungs from joy when I read through the letter Leo snapped with his phone and sent to me.

I say, keeping my tone casual. “Freya, I’m your boyfriend—we’re in a relationship. You can’t keep things like this from me.” His eyes widen. “How would you feel if I treated you this way? Why are you taking me for granted?” Yep. That hurt.

I heard him say again while massaging my leg. "I feel like I lost my leg because of what you're saying." I joked and I saw that he glared at me. "It’s because of your stubbornness. You let me worry about you so much.`` After he said that, he averted his eyes and just bowed while massaging my leg. I smiled sweetly because I found it cute. "All right. I'm sorry if my boyfriend is worried. I promise I won't be a superhero next time. But I can't promise not to get hurt especially if I'm really going to help someone who needs a rush help next time…"

“Why are you being so nice?” He raised an eyebrow. “Because I’m your boyfriend, dummy.” “That’s not in the boyfriend manual.” “I read the extended edition,” he said, deadpan. “Includes ‘how to hold your boyfriend when his world falls apart.’” That cracked a tiny laugh out of me. It hurt. Everything hurt. But it still came. Brandon smiled, soft and broken. “There you are.” “You’re really not mad at me?” I asked again. It didn’t make sense.

Maybe because the thought of leaving without ever telling him how he really felt had begun to claw at his chest like an itch he couldn’t reach. His pen trembled slightly before it found the first line: Dear Caspian, I don't know how else to say this, so I’m just writing it down. I’m sorry. First, for everything. Every shove, every cruel name, every time I chose laughter and mock over your pain. I don’t even have the right to write this, but I can’t hold it inside anymore. You were never just another boy in class to me. You were something different. Something that made my chest ache and my throat tighten and my heart feel like it was falling too fast and hard.

The memory of you will always be inside of me. I'm sorry, and thank you for existing and for reciprocating my love. I love you, always. Please don't wait for me. ~ OEL With shaky hands and my heart thumping madly in my chest that my body starts vibrating, I fling the letter away from me and burst into fresh tears. No one has ever hurt me like this before. And the letter, makes it all official that Max is never coming back.