Chapter 22; 

Dear Eloise, 

I know I haven't written in a while. Well, the band has been even more busy than we have all time. I was glad I got to see you during New Years and I know exams are coming up, but maybe I'll see you during the summer? I know vacation is starting up there after your exams. The boys here are doin well. The pregnancy scare, was just a scare, we're all very relived, more-so Paul. Stu officially quit the band and is engaged to Astrid. Paul is more than happy to play bass and George is happy to move up too. Well I hope you are doing well, you're me everything, don't you dare forget that. I miss you more than you could imagine and I love you more than everything. 

Sending you all my love,

John Lennon.

I read the letter over and over again. I've already cried as much as I could, but now I was doing it for pure torture. I sat in my old house, my stuff was still at Paul's just my dad was visiting before I left for America. I put the letter back in it's place, with over a hundred other ones just from John, in my carved wooden box. 

"Eloise love," My dad called up the stairs. "Do you 'ave everythin'?" 

"Sure do." I told him, walking down the stairs. I had a cardboard box with a few records and clothes that I had left behind. 

"I'm very proud of you darlin'. I can't believe you've already got a contract up there with the other school." My dad said, tears clouding his eyes. I pulled him into a hug quickly. 

"Dad, come on, don't cry. Yer leavin' me too, you know that. They liked my artwork, that's all." 

"Well, yer very talented! Why wouldn't they? Do you've got everything you need? I'm drivin' you to the plane port." 

"Yes dad, I've just got to give one last thing to Jim, I'll meet you in the car okay?" I said kissing his cheek and handing him the box. I ran out the door and across the street to the McCartney’s. 

"Eloise! I thought you'd be gone by now?" Jim said giving me a hug. 

"I'm about to leave, but please," I said pulling out an envelope. "Will you send this one last letter? I'll send you my new address to send to the boys, alright?" 

"Yes love. You know I'd do anythin' for you." 

"Thank you so much, dad. I love you." I said, pulling him into a tight hug. Jim has been more of a dad to me then anyone, more than my aunt and I truely loved him in a father-daughter way. 

"I love you too. Be safe, okay?" 

"Of course." I said, waving good bye and meeting my dad in the car. 

"Are you ready to leave?" He asked, as I slid into the front seat, all my stuff was in the back seat. 

"Yes, let's go!" I said excitedly. This place has so many good memories that it hurts and that may be the worst thing. I watched as Liverpool passed me by, I could look at a single place and an entire day would play out in front of me. I'm ready for something new. 

*****

I walked up the front steps to a red door, I listed closely but heard nothing, so I knocked. I had been assigned someone to live with, off campus. The door immediately opened showing a girl with medium length blonde hair with bangs, the 'new trend' and brown eyes, she looked me up and down and started to smile big. "You must be Eloise, I'm Amelia." 

"Nice to meet you, Amelia." I said sticking out my hand, shyly, she laughed and pulled me into a small hug. 

"You're British! Sorry, hugs are important." She said giggling, "Let me help you with your stuff." 

"Thanks," I said, she seemed pretty nice. I think I'm going to like it here. 

****** 

It was summer of 1962 and the last I heard from was of George who told me they were deported back to Hamburg, because he was underage. Not only him, but John, Paul, and Pete, because Paul and Pete were caught lighting a condom on fire in Hamburg. Idiots is all I can say. But that was earlier in the year and I had stopped getting letters. 

I never told Amelia about it, but she could always tell when I was feeling love sick, or at least that's what she called it. All I can do now is hope for the best of them, because like John said, even if someone you love leaves you, you'll always love them, because that's true love. 

"Come on Ellie!" Amelia shouted walking into my room. 

"What?" 

"Stop workin' on your painting! It'll only make you get blocked if you're stressed out about it." 

"So, you have a better suggestion?" I asked, putting my paint brush down. 

"Let's go party. Kevin invited us and he has cute single friends." Amelia said giggling, Kevin wasn't her boyfriend. Kevin was a little boy that she liked to toy around with, he was the same age as us I mean, but little boy seems like a correct description. 

"But they'll all be annoying." I complained. 

"Yes, but they'll buy you drinks!" 

"I don't need someone to be happy." I stated. 

"I know," She said, because she feels the same way. We have this conversation... a lot. "But it's better to be out, then drowning yourself in paint. Now you can either talk to me about it, or we can go out." 

"I don't talk about my feelings, unless I'm drunk." I told her, she never offered to talk but maybe it could be good for us, and it was a lie, I think I'd spill my guts to anyone who listened. 

"Great!" She said, holding up a bottle of Jack Daniels. She quickly went to my bed and fell on it, patting the seat on the bed next to her. 

*****

"I love John so much it hurts. But he doesn't feel the same anymore obviously. I don't think I could love anyone as much as him." I spilled out, in my drunken talk, admitting the truth to myself and to her. If only John knew. 

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