Dear Diary,

I’m keeping food down which is a really good sign. Still really shaky!

I emailed Ryan again and no answer.

I listen to his Spotify account because it just makes me feel close to him. Pathetic?... probably

Can’t he just say I’m fine? It’s killing me not knowing how he is doing.

Kemper threw away my Kindle, like grabbed it from my bag and stomped on it (the screen shattered and broke in two pieces) and threw it away today. After he did it, I was just so shocked and he said my mouth was hanging open like “what the fuck did you do that for ?”

Then before I could respond, he gives me a box that’s wrapped and sure enough it is a Kindle, better version.

He said he doesn’t want me using one that I received for sleeping with Vince.

I could have given it away to someone else if it bothered him that bad.

I didn’t pay for it, with cash at least, so I suppose it’s cool that a relatively new Kindle is in the trash. 🙄

Then Kemper said we would probably be spending Christmas here, if that was okay with me. I will have to check my appointment book first.

I probably should quit being so hard on him. He held me most of the night last night because I was having some bad nightmares.

He is way too much of a gentleman, he slept on top of the covers in his jeans and shirt. While I was underneath the covers.

I have an IV hooked up to my arm, sicker than a dog, and he is worried about us in the same bed looking suspicious. He didn’t say that but that is the impression I am getting from him.

He said he would take me on a ride when I got better. It kind of sounds nice to be on his motorcycle and get some fresh air.

I’m getting tired again. Going to lie down

Nn's Dear Diary