Dear Mom and Dad,

I know that there isn't anything either of us can say to excuse or even explain our behavior. I suppose you're wondering, how? It all started about a month ago. Things between me and Matt changed dramatically. We thrived on hating each other so much that finally when we decided to call a truce... we couldn't handle it. I know what you're thinking. How did it go to the length that it did? The truth is... I don't know; I know think either of us do. We never meant for it to go as far as it did. It was meant to be a test run, and get it out of our systems. But feelings developed. And that's when things got complicated. I don't want you to think that I'm trying to excuse our behavior. There isn't an excuse. But as time went on... we fell in love. Tragic irony, I'm afraid. I'm not sure if there's anything else left to say right now, except that we're sorry. We never meant to hurt anyone, especially the two of you. Try to remember us as we were... and not as what we are now.


Matt and Jen.


It's everybody's dream.

To just take off into the sunset and not have a care in the world. Maybe that's what I wanted deep, down inside. To just get away. Get away from the stress my life put on me. I kept telling myself it would end with me telling Matt that it all had to stop. But when it came down to it, I grabbed Matt. Go with your first instinct. And I did.

We're headed towards Vegas. That's where he wants to go. I keep wondering if I'll go back. I mean, I didn't even finish my senior year. We mailed the letter to our parents, whether or not they'll respond is beyond me.

They say the key to being a good adult is responsible decision making.

Well screw them. They didn't have my life. They didn't have Matt. Maybe I'm not making the most intelligent decisions. But it feels right, and that's what matters.

I haven't called Andrea yet. I think I threw my cell phone out the window somewhere near Ohio. I'll probably go back sometime. But as for now, I think we'll stick to the simple life. After all, I'd say we've earned it.

\Ta*boo"\, n. A total prohibition of intercourse with, use of, or approach to, a given person.

It started out as a simple embrace, and it turned out to be the most life changing moment of my life.

But that's it. That's my story. The story of my embrace with taboo.


Sorry it ended too soon for you guys, but believe me, it was hard for me too. But I had to! I couldn't be like, 'oh, Matt was adopted and they lived happily ever after' and I could have been like 'and they both shoot themselves.' Besides, I was really contemplating having Jen go with Adrian. Seriously. So, on a scale of 1-10, what would you rate the story. Be honest too. Ok, now I gotta go before I keep ramblin' on to myself. It's been fun, reviewers. Oh, and I hear talk of a sequel? *rubs chin* Maybe we could do something like that. We'll see. *wink* Catch ya later!