Happily Ever After...?, chapter 1

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Dear Tré,

I really don't know what to say. I don't even know if this reaches you, it's just the fan address I found on the internet. Anyways, I don't know where to start! Maybe with the beginning.

I tried, Tré. I really did! That's more then you can say. I tried to make our relationship work, I tried to raise our children and I tried to live with you. Maybe you tried too, I can't say for sure. That doesn't matter really, it didn't work out. That's why I left. I couldn't take it anymore Tré! Why did you make it so hard? All the late nights I waited up for you and you came home drunk. Didn't you care about me? How many times did you leave home in the middle of the night, and I had to stay home with the kids, Tré? Do you remember that? I think you cheated on me. You slowly tore me into pieces. No one ever asked me how I felt, except Mike and Billie. But I didn't have any life! I stayed home with the kids, while you were out partying. But I'll tell you one thing Tré, you were a good father. When you were home, I mean. The kids loved you, and I bet Micah still does. Bailee doesn't know you're her father, I haven't told her.

The reason I wrote you this letter wasn't that I want you back. 'Cause I don't! You treated me like shit, and I don't regret that I left you. I deserved better, I know so. I wrote you this letter because Bailee deserves a father. And I miss Micah! It's horrible that I don't really know my son.

Bailee has all of your talent, and even more. You'd be proud if you heard her play the drums! She likes your band, Green Day, but she isn't a very big fan though. And I guess that's ok, if she was one of your "number 1 fans" then we'd have a problem when she found you're her dad. I won't tell her about you, I think you should do it yourself. At least I'll wait until you call me.

Every time I turn on the TV, and you're on it, I feel terrible. I said I don't regret leaving you. That was a lie. Of course I miss you! I loved you Tré, but you made it so hard. I still think you cheated on me. You must have! You were gone all the time, and you always called it band practise. Yeah right! I actually called Billie once, and asked if I could talk to you. You weren't there, Tré. Where were you? Why didn't you tell me the truth? Maybe you were with another woman, and maybe you didn't dare to tell me.

Please contact me when you get this letter, if you get it.

Lots of love,

Jackie
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