To Dylan

fifty-two

From Dylan:

i hate him so much belle

To Dylan:

uh oh, that doesn’t sound good :/ what happened babe?

From Dylan:

first he takes my phone right? and then he acts like i’m not there the whole fucking time. like i thought my mom was bad because she was hovering the whole time but at least she fucking cared enough to make sure i was still breathing

From Dylan:

he couldn’t even look me in the eyes belle.

To Dylan:

i’m sorry :( am i allowed to come over now?

From Dylan:

both mom and dad are home atm so i wouldn’t.

From Dylan:

mom got her place btw

From Dylan:

and i think i’m moving with her.

To Dylan:

which means that we’ll be at different schools, right?

From Dylan:

yeah, and i don’t want to change schools but belle i can’t say with him anymore. i don’t know what happened but ever since they announced their divorce he’s changed so much

From Dylan:

and it’s so hard to stay positive when the source of your negativity is constantly there

To Dylan:

no i understand. i’d never ask you to stay with him. i couldn’t do that to you ever.

To Dylan:

i’ll just have to get used to seeing you mostly only on the weekends. it’s okay. i just want you to be happy

From Dylan:

but i want you to be happy too

To Dylan:

well i can’t be happy unless you’re happy. if you need help moving or anything let me know, okay?

From Dylan:

yeah. i really do love you so much. i don’t deserve you and i don’t tell you enough but i do.

To Dylan:

:) x