something to be proud of

A rich woman sat alone in a room covered in tapestries and other works on her desk working on a large weaving machine. A gentleman in a sharp suit stepped in "lady Holli the hair and makeup crew is here" she turned around putting down a stick "tell them ill be right out Lenord" the crew set up as holly did a little cleaning up while other assistants picked a selection of gowns. Holli was still in her pajamas in her las Angelos apartment that her brother stayed in when she wasn't there "stunning but can I have a darker lip" Holli was already in her makeup robe so the lipstick was quickly fixed and she stepped into the next room to see the selection picking the red one-armed knee-length semi-sparkling gown by her favorite designer "how long till the car gets here" she didn't have to wait long to get to the award show. Every turn she had people reaching and screaming "hold on I have enough time for everyone" she stopped for pictures and autographs for anyone including the press and questions "well I really should go take my seat" she gave a air kiss to each cheek and left. Her husband met her at the door showing her to her seat "you look wonderful" he whispered to her before the ceremony began, they were about to be released to the after party "last but not least actress of the year goes to... for the third year Holli Watson" Holli stepped up and gave a quick speech checking in on the private jet loading "dram, you coming back to Miami with me or staying here longer" she sounded tired almost yawning "ill go later you need sleep" she went from the party to the plane trying not to look annoyed.

Holli grabbed her cat the second she stepped inside letting everyone put things back so she could take a shower and get to bed with her cat cuddled to her. The next morning she saw the news on her mom "the funeral is next week and she died an hour ago" her best friend and maid "miss Holli is everything ok" her battery pack was still open and she was overheated from the run "it's fine just let me get ready" she was told to finish charging and leave her alone. The bot followed her everywhere even stood in the hot sun while at the beach "for the love of hell sit down Jesse" she stared up at her wearing mismatched black and red bikini with her designer sunglasses as her husband ran out from the backdoor as if he was out of a movie "hi Hunny" he had a deep southern accent kissing her cheek. Kenny was the son of country stars and a rising country star himself acting like a 10-year-old slashing in the water "citizens please return home or a safe area" everything went a blur hearing the hurricane siren as they grabbed everything and they got inside as fast as possible. The staff in the house locked everything down with metal shields, after it was over the news reported it was just strong winds but dangerous non the less.

The next week Holli had a premiere to go to browse through the news 'Holli Watson might have her annual doctors trip soon' she threw the paper across the living room to show the 15 pictures on the page after it of her on gurneys "this can't be" she curled up almost in tears, Jesse stepped in when Holli realized she needed to relax "oh my" she rushed upstairs dropping the paper banging on the door "im just taking a bath, it's ok" she threw in bubble bath soap and stepped in ready to sink with her tea. Jessie waited in the bedroom for more than 2 hours without a sound coming from the bathroom "get out damn it" they banged in the door harder and louder eventually busting down the door to find Holli unconscious in a deep red tub and a bloody knife in the teacup that was sitting on the tub tray. Jessie was horrified by the sight even if she was programmed to have known it all and know how to handle it, she spent 20 minutes analyzing everything before she called the ambulance worried she was too late. Jessie was Holli's plus one in the truck watching as they pumped her stomach only to find an entire bottle of muscle relaxers "keep her here as long as you need", Holli was in a coma for two in a half weeks as they tried to revive her "one, two, three" Holli woke up couching and crying with hardly a single word that was comprehendible. She refused to talk to anyone even her robot as she stepped into the house and settled into bed, Holli's brother came to see her after only being home a couple of hours "hey sis, how ya doing" he sounded like an old cowboy in westerns as he pulled up a seat to the bed holding her hand.

Hollie only mumbled in his direction "come on Ashlyn, for your only brother" she only gave him a look of pure depression "cash, I can't even kill myself right, and moms no longer with us and she's the only one who loved me" she broke down in tears as her southern couldn't be held back anymore through the phony uptown accent "miss Holli is everything ok in here" cash just gave Jesse a thumbs up "well pop missed you at the funeral if that helps" he just sat in silence with his sister sharing stories from when they were young even getting her to laugh. The next award show was in the next 24 hours so she took her loving younger brother "miss Watson what happened in the hospital" she was bombarded by reporters "none of your business" she just simply smiled and pushed past them to get inside. Cash knew why she had to change her name "cash brooks and is that Holli Watson on his arm, oh la la la" the reporter was fixing their glasses "what a date you brought" cash knew what to say "Holli's a dear friend of mine and I thought she needed to get out of the house" Holli squeezed his hand and smiled which didn't help the fact people thought they were a couple.