Diary #12
Diary #12
Dear Maddox,
It’s been a few weeks since I wrote you, and I wanted to let you know that I’m okay. There was a time when I didn’t know if I’d ever be again. But I am.
Life has a funny way of reminding you how capable you are.
Knowing I have Chase to thank for my current growth is weird. If he hadn’t decided to be an asshole and bombard me at my apartment, I’d still be in Nashville, working at the Saloon and keeping people at arm’s length.
Because I did.
No matter how many friends I had, they weren’t close to me. They never knew the real me. Only Lennox got close enough, and that’s because she’s persistent.
Chase set me on a new course, one that has led me to three men who set my soul on fire.
That might be strange to tell you that, but I don’t think so.
One, you’ll never actually read this. But two, I know you’d be happy for me. You didn’t want me to waste my life pining for you. You saw the amount of love I could give someone and encouraged me to go out and find it. That’s one of the most amazing gifts you could’ve given me.
Freedom to explore and love.
I know I shouldn’t say I love them yet since it’s only been two weeks, but I’m starting to feel that. At least with Grayson and Brooks. I think I was already half in love with Brooks, to begin with.
Bubba continues to be stubborn, holding out on giving in to the attraction between us. I’ve alternated between the tattoo shop and the garage, but no matter how much time I spend with him, I haven’t gotten him to bend. Yet.
He’s finally taking me to look at bikes this weekend. I’ve decided to pull out all the stops and not let him brush me aside any longer. If subtle flirting and teasing aren’t enough, then I’ll make the first move. I’d like to see him try to get out of the web I’m going to wrap him in.
I left you another message. I hope you find it soon. I miss you always.
Love,
Sensational Darcie