The things I did

No Answer

"Let me help you to bed" Holland says as she wraps her arm around your back.

"Thank you" you say quietly as you lean on Holland for support.

You wobble your way back to bed, trying to keep pressure off your swollen ankle. Even after your hot bath soak, your ankle still stings.

"Easy, easy" Holland says as she slowly lowers you to your bed.

You let out a painful groan as you gently bring your swollen ankle into bed. Holland places a pillow under your bad ankle, allowing it to rest without touching your bed.

     "How are you feeling?" Holland asks as she sits on the edge of your bed.

     "A little better, but it still stings like a bitch" you say as you slightly clench your teeth, trying to hide the pain.

     "Do you want me to call Lizzie?" Holland worriedly asks as she sees you're in pain.

     "No no, I'm okay. She went out with her sisters, I don't want her to worry about me."

     Holland nods her head as she adjusts herself on the edge of your bed.

     "I actually wanted to talk to you about my proposal plan for Sarah" Holland says.

     Your eyes widen with excitement as you adjust your position. You nod your head eagerly, waiting for Holland to continue.

     "So as you know, my plan is to have the people Sarah loves and adores apart of the proposal . I asked your dad while I was in Florida and he said he would come."

     You cut Holland off, "You got my dad to come to LA? No way."

     Holland giggles as she continues, "Trust me, I was shocked too. By the way, you should call him and tell him about Lizzie. I broke the news to him and he didn't seem very happy to be out of the loop."

     You giggle as you cross your arms, "I'll give him a call later."

     "Anyways, I would love to have your whole family there. Meaning you, Johnny, and Marjorie."

     There's a slight pause in your conversation at the mention of your mom. You let out a sigh, "I wouldn't say my mom is on Sarah's list of people she loves and adores."

     "I know I know. I just hate to exclude her. She is your mother."

     "Yeah and if you ask Sarah, she'll say we don't have a mother."

     Holland sighs, "It's a tough situation. I mentioned it to Johnny while I was in Florida and he told me I should talk to you about it."

"Me?! Why me?!" You ask surprised.

     "He says you have thicker skin when it comes to dealing with your mother's comments."

     You nod your head, "I guess that is true. Have you called her yet?"

     Holland shakes her head, "No, I wanted to talk to you before I made my final decision."

     "Hmmmmm. I think if you extend the invitation to her, she'll probably make some rude comment and won't want to be apart of it. But then again, she may make a rude comment and still show up. She's not the most predictable person."

     Holland nods her head in agreement, "I know, which is why I'm feeling stuck. If I knew she wouldn't show up, I would've invited her already."

     "I say we ask Justin. An outside opinion may help. Would you mind getting him?"