Page 93 of Eleanor & Grey
FROM: [email protected]
DATE: March9, 12:04 AM
SUBJECT: Today
Eleanor,
I apologize for snapping at you today... I was dazed and confused after after a night of not sleping. I couldn’t shut my brain off, and I took it out on you.
You confuse me.
When you’re in a room I don’t know where to look.
I don’t know hoow to act.
I don’t know how to be in the same sppace as you without feeling some kind of way.
I don’t know what it means that you’re here after all of this time, and that drives me insane.
This is a bad week.
I woke up on the wrong side of thhe bed, and I took it out on you.
Forgive me.
Grey
I sat up, rereading the words over and over again, noting his typos, taking in his words. My gut was tight, and I feltnauseous as my eyes kept darting back and forth trying to process his email. It was the last thing I’d expected to receive after the day I’d had.
My phone dinged again with a new email.
FROM: [email protected]
DATE: March9, 12:09 AM
SUBJECT: Please Dismiss
Eleanor,
Please ignore my last email.
I’ve been drinking, and I am sorry.
Mr.East
Please ignore my last email.How could I do such a thing?
For a moment in time, he’d slipped. In the first email, he had signed it as Grey, the boy I’d once known so well, the one who was hurting and struggling and letting me in just a little bit to see the shadows that lived around him.
Then, minutes later, he was back to being Mr.East.
Short. Closed off. Straightforward.
It was as if his soul was swinging back and forth in a world of muddle. Parts of him were yearning to open up, screaming for help, while the other half wanted to be buried alive.
