A/N: Hello everyone! Here is chapter three, done! I got this one done pretty quickly, too. This is also the longest chapter. As of right now anyways. This story follows the same structure as the last chapter. The other chapters that follow will be like this. Anyways, on to chapter three!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon. Harvest Moon is owned by its respective owners.
Letters to Nobody
Chapter Three
Summer 20
Dear Vaughn,
Another week has passed without you. I don't know how much longer I can keep going like this without you. You were everything to me. Do remember when I confessed my attraction to you?
I had been living on the Island for almost a whole year and I was waiting for your boat to arrive at the docks. It was Tuesday evening, and I was watching for the ship that would bring you back. Every time you were on the Island, I would talk to you. And every Tuesday, I would wait for you to arrive. You were still cold towards me though. But, we had gotten closer.
It was the day of The Winter Thanksgiving Festival, and I had a plate of chocolate cookies in my bag, ready to give to you. The winter wind was cold and brutal, but I endured it. I wasn't wearing my normal everyday clothes, either. I had changed into something a little more girly. I was wearing a mini skirt with a blue sweater and fur lined knee high boots. I was also wearing a fur lined hat to keep my head warm.
I had already been standing outside for a couple hours, waiting for your boat to arrive. Denny had bought some hot chocolate out for me to keep me warm, and I had finished it a while ago. As I stood waiting, he came back out, holding a blanket and another cup.
"Chels, why don't you come into the house and wait for him? You'll be warmer that way," Denny said.
I shook my head and turned to look at Denny, smiling.
"I want to wait out for him. I want to be right here when he gets off that boat."
"Okay, I understand," Denny said. "Here, I brought a blanket for you and another cup of hot chocolate."
I wrapped the blanket around my shoulders and took the cup. I thanked him and he went back into his house. Once again, I was left in the cold, waiting for the man that I knew I was falling in love with.
Soon after, the daylight faded and was replaced by twilight, and then night took the place of twilight. I stood shivering in the night, still waiting for you to arrive. By eight o'clock, I had already been outside for four hours, and I was surprised that I didn't have frostbite. I had sunk to the ground, my back against the large boulder I got seaweed off of during the Spring.
I glanced up from my knees and jumped up. I saw the light from your boat in the distance. I quickly ran to Denny's house and returned the blanket and cups. Then I rushed back to the docks, and watched the light slowly approach the docks.
My excitement grew with each passing second, and by the time you were getting off the boat, it took everything I had not to tackle you with a hug right then and there.
"Hello, Vaughn!" I said, happily.
"Evening, Chels. What's up?" you asked.
"Nothing, I was just waiting for you," I said, reaching into my bag. "Today is The Winter Thanksgiving Festival and I have a gift for you!"
I pulled out the plate of cookies, and handed them to you. Your face turned slightly red, and you took the plate from me.
"Thanks," you whispered.
We stood in awkward silence for a couple minutes before I spoke again.
"We should get inside, it's cold out here."
You agreed and we started for West Town. You glanced at me and stopped, grabbing my arm to stop me as well.
"Chelsea, you look really red! How long have you been outside?" you asked, concern written all over your face.
"Oh, um, four hours…." I said, trailing off.
"FOUR HOURS? You need to get inside right now and get into the bath!" you said, grabbing my hand and leading me toward the farm.
"But, Julia invited me over for dinner! Elliott is going to be there, too."
"You're health is more important, Chelsea. If you get sick, how are you going to take care of your animals?"
"I won't get sick! I never get sick!" I said, pulling my hand out of your grasp.
You looked at me with your beautiful violet eyes and took a couple steps toward me. You stretched out a hand toward my face and I flinched, but you gently caressed my cheek. Your hands were so warm and soft, and I found myself enjoying the feeling.
"Chels," you said, softly, "promise me that as soon as dinner is done, you will go home and get in the bath."
I stood staring into your eyes, and I felt my face growing warm. I just assumed that it had something to do with the warmth from your hand.
"I promise," I whispered.
You leaned toward me and placed your forehead against mine. Your eyes were closed, and we were so close together. I wanted to kiss you, but, I knew now wasn't the time.
"Well, let's go get something to eat," you said, pulling back.
You grabbed my hand and we walked hand in hand to Mirabelle's. In that short time, it almost felt like we were an actual couple. The way your hand fit with mine felt right. When we reached the door to the shop, you had dropped my hand. But, I could still feel the warmth.
We ate dinner, and around ten, you were walking me home. It was more like Julia made you walk me home. Elliott offered to do it since he lived closer, but you told him that you would do it. You walked me up to the door and we stood in another awkward silence for a couple minutes before you spoke.
"Thanks for waiting for me. And thanks for the cookies."
"No problem," I said.
You smiled slightly and turned away and started to walk back toward the shop. That's when I got the sudden desire to tell you how I felt.
"Vaughn!" I called out.
You stopped and turned to look at me.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I, um, I wanted to say that I like you," I said, knowing my face was burning up.
"I like you, too," you said.
I should have expected that.
"I like you, a lot.'
You were confused for a few moments, then comprehension dawned on your face.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Chelsea. But, at this point, I can't say that I feel that way about you. I do like you as a friend, though."
"No, don't worry about it. I expected it. I'll see you tomorrow."
You smiled at me and waved as you headed back to West Town. I went inside and slid down the door to the floor. What did I do?
I find myself playing that moment, over and over again in my mind, Vaughn. I had always loved you, and I always will. You were the only one I felt anything for. Please come back to me soon.
Love,
Chelsea
Chelsea put her pen down and looked at the letter she had just finished. As she looked over it, she noticed the paper was a bit damp and some words were smudged. She had been crying while she was writing the letter. She folded this letter up, put it in an envelope, and she put it in the desk drawer, along with the first letter.
A/N: So, what did you think? Did you like this chapter, too? I got this chapter done real quickly. I must be on a roll. I hope I continue to put out chapters like this until I get it done. I guess I am just excited about this story. Wish I could find a Vaughn plushie though. Anyways, read and review. Remember, constructive criticism is welcome, but please no flames. See you in chapter four!