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Dedication: Baneen121 for the amazing cover! Thank you! <3



My eyes gaze upward into the darkness.

The soft sound of Natalie's breathing and the moan of the wind outside, are the only things I can hear.

I shift my body into a more comfortable position. I let my eyes close and for what feels like the thousandth time tonight, as I try to fall to sleep.

Sometime later, I vaguely recall a dip in the mattress, as if someone has taken a seat on the edge. I stir for a moment, before willing myself to fall back asleep and forget I felt anything.

A cold hand rests on my bare thigh and I jerk away, feeling breathless. Light footsteps disappear through the door and my heart spasms in my chest. I reel into sitting position, my eyes scanning the pitch-black room.

Letting out a shaky breath, I stumble to my feet, adjusting the waist band of my loose-fitting soccer shorts. My eyes are burning with sleep deprivation. I rub them wearily and use my phone light to guide me out to the kitchen area. I turn on the lights and let out a visible breath as everything looks normal.

I must be going insane.

I lope to the fridge and withdraw a carton of juice. I take a long swig.

Refusing to think about my realistic dream I just endured, I turn, flinging the refrigerator door shut behind me, when my entire body freezes.

A piece of paper sits on the counter.

I edge towards it. My hand slaps to my mouth in horror as I recognise the writing.


I thought you would have figured it out, Ethan. If you cared for me, like I cared for you, maybe you would have. When I 'committed suicide', I hinted in the suicide note that I jumped from the cliff of Half Tide. I did that, so they wouldn't be able to search for a body.

You were meant to figure out the clues I left you. You didn't. I kept waiting. Hoping. Praying. I was waiting for you to piece it together. To come find me.

You moved on. It only took six months for you to start dating again.

I've been waiting for my moment. When you planned this trip, to bring her here... where we spent that magical weekend... I couldn't let you get away with it.

I hope you enjoyed the fun while it lasted.

You should have said goodbye to Natalie when you had the chance.

Sincerely,

Liv x



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