A Message From My Ex (Completed)

Epilogue

Credit goes to Chocolov3r for making my wonderful story ad.  I apologize if I was too needy or annoying.

Ooh, my last author's note.  Well, thanks for all the support guys. Please, vote and comment.  I'm sorry but there's not going to be a sequel or anything. I actually thought about it and maybe it could've been a prequel focusing more on Sophie's crush on Chris or maybe even a backstory to Carter since I found him interesting but I'm sorry, no prequel.  Sorry for all the romance junkies out there but I won't be writing a romance story.  My next story is a sci-fi called The Monument of Exodus.  I hope you enjoyed the ending.  Peace out!

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I took a hard piece of oslo paper and a pen.  I still can't believe I'm doing this. It feels kind of weird but it's right in a way and I smile.  I have to do this.

I sat on the bench in my garden and took a deep breath.  Here I go.

Dear Lindsey,

It's been a while since we last saw each other. I know the chances of you getting this letter is awfully slim but who knows?  Things get kind of weird when it comes to things like these.

How are you back in New York? How's your job?  What about Derek?  I guess, you guys should be married by this time.  I remember going with Derek when he bought the engangment ring. It should look good in your finger. I can imagine so.  Hey, and I know you're not exactly the mom-type but hey, let me know if you've got a little guy there.  You could name his Chris, you know?

If you're wondering about Danny and his girlfriend, they're fine.  Danny's head chef in St. Pizza and they got married about a year ago and they're expecting their first child.  I know right?  Who knew Danny had it in him? I'm happy for them anyway.

Lea got a big juicy Broadway offer. Apparently, some big producer saw her perform in the Oaksville Music Festival and loved her.  I think she's going to play the titular character in Evita.  I'm going to New York a month from now to watch her during premier night.  Chris is working as a surgeon again in New York.  They moved back there in a large loft in Brooklyn.  They got married about three years ago. Maybe you can see them sometime soon.

But that wasn’t the main point of this letter.  I just decided this would be best.  I don’t think I want to see you, Lindsey.  I know we’re finally over and I’ve found the closure I needed but I think it’d be best if we…never see each other again.  I guess you can say that this letter is my last farewell to you.

Lindsey, I thought you were the love of my life and I didn’t know if you felt the same way but I’m pretty sure that at some point, you thought I was the love of your life too and it’s funny how life plays us like this, don’t you think?

When you broke up with me, I was devastated.  I think you felt the same way and sometimes, when I lie onbed and think about these things, your memory still haunts me but like I said, I’m glad.

I’ve only confided this to Danny but I want to tell this to you.  During the night of our break-up, I was supposed to propose to you.  I’m glad that didn’t happen.  Can you imagine how our lives would’ve gone had you said yes and then you met Derek?  Things would be so much more twisted than they are now and if we had let it go that far, I don’t’ think I can forgive you for your choice between Derek and me.

But I forgave you anyway and I’m glad you voiced it out before things between the two of us could go any farther.  You’re right.  I too hate it when people recognize and label me as your boyfriend. I’m sorry, ex-boyfriend.  It’s frustrating how people don’t’ even think you have your own identity because you’re directly attached to this other person.

I’m still living in Oaksville and I think I’m settling down there.  New York was great but at the end, home is where the heart is.

Plus, I got a cool job in one of the biggest corporations in Oaksville.  It’s a construction business and it’s going great.  I love the new people I’m meeting there.

I always thought that you were my first love and you were mine but it turns out, it wasn’t…for the both of us.  I still can’t believe you kept Derek from me.  You’d never told him about me and considering he was one of your best friends during your childhood, I should’ve known about him but you never divulged it to me and looking back, there must’ve been a reason you kept him from me.

But I don’t blame you. I swear.  If you wanna know what’s up with me, I think I feel the same way about you.  Now that I’m back in Oaksville, I realize that you’re not first love.  I just thought you were my first love because I thought it was reciprocated.  I was just stupid I guess.

Now, I’m engaged.  It’s with my best friend back in high school. Her name’s Sophie and I met her in Chris and Lea’s wedding.  Well, the story goes the same with you and Derek.  We were childhood friends and it’s funny because I knew she had a crush on me that time and then, when we grew closer as friends, I thought she lost it and I developed a crush on her but it died when we graduated high school.

I’m happy.  I’m so much happier with Sophie than I ever had with you.  I thought I experienced love when I was with you but…now that I’ve experienced this feeling with Sophie, this feeling like you’re floating in Cloud Nine and you know that no matter how much you’re being dragged down to the ground and you’re just an inch away from it, you’ll float back up because the feeling is infinite, I don’t think we really had true love.

I will always love you, Lindsey.  That’s natural between exes especially for exes like us who’ve been together for ten years.  But we’re better off separated.  I think we’re a lot happier without each other. There are times when I lack trust in you but with Sophie and I know you feel the same way with Derek, there’s nothing you can hide from each other.  It’s like you’re talking to this other half and you just feel safe when you’re with them.

I’ve got so much more I want to say to you but…I know you know what I want to tell you. I know they’re the same things you want to ask me and as much as I want to find the answers to those questions of mine, I think we can both answer our questions on our own.

I know it maybe frustrating reading this message. I don’t know.  When I read Lea’s message three-four years ago, I got this renewed hope that was so exhilarating but this message doesn’t serve the same purpose.  I just want to say goodbye.

It’s difficult to say it though.  That’s why I’m only writing a message.  I can’t stand to see your brown hair, hazel brown eyes, rosy cheeks and cool smile but I’ve fallen in love. With someone else.  And the feeling is great.

Truly yours,

Chris.

“Chris.”

I turn around and see Sophie but my eyes are one the silver ring on her finger and I smiled.  All of a sudden, everything in my life feels right.

“Chris, Danny’s waiting for you.” She smiled.

“I’ll be right there.” I reply.

I rolled the message up and placed it in the very same bottle Lea used to and I carefully placed it on the stream and watched it as it flowed peacefully along the stream.

I turn my back from the message and the memory that was Lindsey as I face Sophie, umm…yeah, the love of my life.