A Letter Sent Tomorrow (Silent Hill 4, Henry/Eileen, #26)

Aug 09, 2009 09:58

Title: A Letter Sent Tomorrow
Author/Artist: rosehiptea
Pairing: Henry Townshend and Eileen Galvin
Fandom: Silent Hill 4
Theme: 26. if only I could make you mine
Disclaimer: Silent Hill 4 and all its characters belong to Konami, not to me. No copyright infringement is intended or implied.
Rating: PG
Note: Also written for the 31_days prompt "but what would you change if you could?"
Word Count: 372



Dear Eileen,

I'm not so great with words, not even when I'm writing them down. But I decided writing would be easier than trying to say this out loud. Because every time I do try to say it loud, I stop because I sound like an idiot.

The thing is... I know that if you had a choice, we wouldn't have gone through what we did, and maybe you wouldn't even know me. Hell, I wouldn't have gone through it either. So I know it's not like you look back on it and say "Well, at least I met Henry," because there's no way to look back and see something positive.

If I could, I'd change everything. We'd meet somewhere nice, like a coffee place or something, and have a nice light conversation about the weather. And then we'd get to know each other better, and I'd invite you out on a date and kiss you good night and things would go from there.

But I can't change everything, and I can't change what we went through. The fact is, we've already had our first conversations and they were about how afraid we were to die. And most of our conversations since have been about how horrible it was and how we wish we could just forget it.

Still, I don't want to forget you. I want to be with you, Eileen. We can't have that first conversation but maybe we can have that first date. And maybe we'll still wake up with nightmares and still talk about how we barely survived a trip through hell, and we'll have to deal with that, but at least we'll have each other.

If the answer is no, believe me, I understand. I'm not exactly a great catch, and I don't have much money and I'm not very suave or confident. And this isn't very romantic, is it? But I really care about you, Eileen, and I hope that's worth something. I just hope you'll give me a chance to know you when we aren't running for our lives.

Now I just hope I get up the nerve to mail this to you. But if you're reading it, I guess I did.

Yours,

Henry Townshend
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