Dear Jayme. 17th Letter.

Vivian 13 November 2008

S**t you, Jayme. You never learn. All you care about is only about yourself. What did Matt ever do to deserve a friend like you? You’ve been running away from virtually everything, Jayme. Everything. From the fact that your biological roots that cannot be found, from your foster parents- oh gosh, you better thank them for even taking you in, from Matt, from Joel, from Lisa, from the law and now some street gang we’ve never even heard about. Crap, Jayme, I have had enough, I’m not sure about Matt but I’m sure as hell not letting you drag him in. Emily is getting weaker everything and you still have the decency to go rob like five hundred grams of pot? What’s wrong with your head?!

The Arthuenzula are now hot on your heels, why did you have to steal from them? Matt is now waiting for them with a gun at your own apartment. Jayme, can you hear me? He is waiting for THEM when it should have been YOU. You’re such a great friend, Jay.

Tell you what, I’ve had enough. I’m only going to help because I love Matt. Jayme, I love Matt. If anything ever happens to him, I surely will never forgive you.