Let Me In ( Anne with an E fanfic)

Chapter 11

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From: kakwet1990@hotmail.com

To: anne_shirleycuthbert@gmail.com

Subject: Re: Here goes with corrections!

Melkita'ulamun,

I sent directly the word document you sent me to my father. Well, more like printed it and gave it to him, so he could carry it around. You'll have plenty of comments- not a worry about that. I'll get back to you as soon as we have comments, so we can understand better how they would prefer to go about it, I know it's an important subject for you.

Now, are there any new developments with Gilbert? You've been awfully quiet the past few weeks and that's not like you. Spill the beans my kindred spirit- I know something happened. I can just read in between your lines, don't forget that. I'm just not sure of whatever happened to be a good thing, and I am indeed a bit worried. So try to appease my concerns? Any more fighting?

How are your dreams coming along, come to that? You haven't mentioned them and I happen to remember they gain strength as you lose security. Please let me know and reach out whenever you need.

Love you.

K.

The boxes arrived at some point. Gilbert brought them up when he arrived from his shift, putting them in the shared shopping cart that was available in the building. Anne was typing away an answer to Kak'wet's latest email on the sofa, headphones on, and didn't see him come in. Telling her a bit of the hideous fight with Gilbert, it's resolution and how the dreams weren't really allowing her to truly rest. A messy bun, she kept wearing his hoodies every day and he could not get himself to care. He had offered. And he thought she looked hot wearing his clothes, and now that he knew she was not naked under them he could handle it. He left the boxes next to the door, went to leave the cart in its place and came back. She was still writing.

"Hi there," he said, putting a hand on her shoulder so as not to startle her. She looked up and put down the headphones, the melodic voice of Kacy Hill singing I believe in you fading from her ears.

"Hi! Is it afternoon already? I lost the sense of time..." she said, getting up.

"Yep. Don't worry about that, good work day?"

"Well, at least it's flowing now. I'll make a thousand changes later, but for now it makes sense."

"So, guess what arrived," he said, offering his hand for her to get up. She received it and he was glad she was more accepting every day of the little gestures he had with her.

"My boxes?! Oh, what a wonderful surprise!" she said, going quickly to the door. "I'll miss wearing your hoodies, to be honest, but I'm glad to have something different to wear."

"Well, keep using them. They're yours to take. Do you want to unpack now or wait until tomorrow?" She looked at him.

"I... I'm still not sure about unpacking everything, Gil. It's..."

"I know. You said so yourself. I meant the clothes. If you ever want to unpack anything else, feel free to do so. I'm glad to share a house with you, even if it is for a short time," he cut her gently. He would never force anything, but he also wanted to state how glad he was for her to be there. She sighed, more relaxed.

"Thank you. For everything."

"No problem, really, Anne. Do you want any help? I could use some distraction, to be honest."