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Creating Us Chapter 11
The Letter
Day 15
Dear Diary,
I dreamt about Holly today. I had never dreamt about her before, I mean not like this. I had forgotten how real dreams can seem, how you imagine you're there, feeling and receiving everything. Instead I woke up a mess and scared out of my mind. And that's all I want to say about that today.
Day 16
Dear Diary,
I can't stop think about that dream. I've been taking naps hoping I'll get to dream it again. I don't know why I'm so into feeling this again. And it's freaking me out. And the only person I can talk to about it. Hates me. And that's all I'm gonna say about that today.
Day 17,
Dear Diary,
I've been thinking. A lot. Thinking back to my moments with Holly. Moments I never really took into consideration. Things I did that I never really thought about. Feelings I came by that I brushed off that I should have faced. I admit I found her attractive. And I admit I felt things when I held her hand or when she was close to me. The only other person that puts up with me is Traci, she says I've grown on her but I know that at first it was all because of Steve. But then came this adorable nerd, who didn't flinch at my sarcastic ass, who dealt with my indecisive and at times bipolar attitude, and who actually enjoyed my company. And that's all I have to say about that today.
Day 18
Dear Diary,
I tried to text her again. I failed again. I realize just how complicated things have gotten in my head. I wish she would just talk to me. I'm not good with this, I'm not the one that seeks people out. I miss her. I miss her.
I'm so sorry I threw you. And that's all I have to say about that today.
Day 19,
Dear Diary,
I talked to my mom today. It was very hard. What? Am I kidding myself? I almost shit my pants. I told her how I was thinking about Holly. She said it might be guilt. I cut the conversation after that, I was getting too awkward. And that's all I have to say about that today.
Day 21
Dear Diary,
I know I didn't write to you yesterday. I wasn't sure how to explain what I was feeling. I'll start from the beginning. After the thing with Nick followed by my confusion about Holly, I haven't really been focusing on the house. Traci had dropped off some paperwork and I had misplaced it. Since Holly hasn't been here my desk is a volcano of paperwork, guess what I spent the day doing? Paper after paper, folder after folder, envelope after envelope I went through everything. Categorizing and organizing to go through it later. When I got to the bottom I found a very bizarre envelope, along was some mail from a while ago. The envelope was simple, white, and had my name written across it. After reading the letter inside it what seemed like a hundred times, I finally put it down. I knew who it was from immediately, the handwriting was very sloppy but I recognized it. The sloppy handwriting, misspelling, and obvious stains made me realize that Holly was EXTREMELY inebriated when she wrote it. It didn't stop my heart from swelling, or that stupid smile from forming on my face. But it made me angry, it made me angry because after reading it so many times, I realized that Holly knew. She knew about Nick's infidelity. I started to remember everything, her face when I accused her, her denying it, and her must have felt so betrayed. But why hadn't she told me!? We're friends, friends tell each other things! Right? Especially things like that, and ESPECIALLY if she felt something towards me. Maybe she wanted to, but couldn't find a way. I mean how easy is it to tell someone they're being cheated on. I'm a horrible person, diary. No wonder Holly is never gonna forgive me. And that's all I'm gonna say about that today.
Gail put away her journal and pulled Holly's letter out. She read it over and over, she loved every word. Drunk or not, no one had ever said anything like this about her before in her life. And when you're Gail Peck, it doesn't hurt to get something like this said about you. She smiled and cried at every word on the piece of paper until her eyes gave in and fell into sweet slumber.
"Gail's mother wants me to work for her." Holly moaned into her hands.
"What?" Chris laughed
"It's not funny. She called me today, she want me to do her backyard."
"Are you gonna do it?"
"I don't know. She asked for me personally."
"Of course she did."
"I don't think I can do it."
"Hols, Gail will know about it and I'm sure she'll keep away."
"That makes me feel so much better." The brunette said sarcastically.
"Just do it, you need a distraction."
"Yeah , I found the perfect one. Working for the enemy's family." Holly sighed
Holly stood in front of the Peck home. She realized where Gail had gotten her extravagant taste from. Although this home was slightly smaller, it was still almost as magnificent as Gail's.
"Holly! How are you?" Elaine said as she opened the door and welcomed Holly in.
"I've been doing fine thank you. And yourself?"
"I've been doing great. Just a lot of work, as usual."
"Hopefully nothing too stressful." Holly smiled sweetly.
Elaine smiled and lead them out to the back yard.
"I've been having this idea to make the yard a little more kid friendly. With Leo coming so often and Steve and Traci talking about kids. I think it would be nice to make our home "fun." Elaine laughed
"I can see a lot of potential for this place, it's spacious and the lake is an advantage. Did you have any ideas."
"I really want a gazebo out by the lake."
" I could definitely do that. And maybe an oversized treehouse, a lake side deck, maybe a sun room."
Elaine and Holly walked back inside where there was tea waiting.
"That all sounds fantastic." The older woman smiled
"I will write up more ideas, maybe come up with some sketches. I'll be back here next week and if you approve we can sign a contract." Holly smiled
"Great! My husband will be here next week so that's actually convenient."
"This tea is delicious." The brunette gasped as the hot liquid went down her throat.
"It's my favorite."
"What is it?"
"Well I'd tell you if I knew." Elaine cleared her throat. "My daughter brought it to me as a gift from Greece. She brings it to me every year but fails to tell me what it is." She laughed
"Well, it's very good." The architect said now obviously uncomfortable.
"Holly. I can't help but feel like I have to apologize for my daughter-"
"With absolute all due respect, I'd like to keep this absolutely professional. Breaking that is what caused the issue with Ms. Peck." Holly said getting up.
"My apologies. You're right. I should be thankful you even considered working with me."
"I'm trying to be professional. I hope you let Ms. Peck know that as well." Holly bit.
Elaine felt offended but knew that her daughter had done wrong with this young woman, " I will."
"I will see you next week, Mrs. Peck." Holly said almost sprinting out of there and driving off.
Day 22,
Dear Diary,
Steve let me know that my mother hired Holly to work with her in the backyard. WHAT THE FUCK MOM!WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! And that is all I fucking have to say about that today.
Okay well, I wasn't going to let Gail find the letter but I changed my mind. I know I'm torturing Gail but it'll be worth it. Thank you for all the love! Review! It gives me life! xoxoxox