AN: Alright, guys, this is when shit starts gettin' real! :) (But it's short; I feel mean.)

Chapter Eleven:

"Paper Words"

Dear Wes,

It's been a long time.

Yeah, I still play. For my friends sometimes. For Maka, mostly. By which I mean for me, I guess.

Being given up on wasn't what I wanted, whatever you think you know. But I think it was my fault in the end, mostly.

I hate getting these letters. Do you know that I haven't—