We never talk what life is. Well do we? For us what is life:- family, friends , love , education and what else?
Making Memories.
Memories is cherished or maybe not? But aren't they important?
~Without them do you think life is meaningfull?~ yes it...
The line is long today. Coffee is something I need badly right now. I am feeling sleepy, tired but I also want to teach Sam that I am not someone with whom he can do these stuff. While I was thinking how fun and satisfying it would be when I will see Sam's reaction to what I am gonna do to him, I noticed that a women was constantly glancing at me. She was waiting for order and she seemed a bit weird and a little off as she was time to time looking down as if she was trying not to been seen. She looked familiar to me and this confused me a bit as she not only looked familiar but also it felt like I know her closely but I knew this wasn't possible. She had very short hair like that of a guy, she was wearing a button down baby pink shirt and black pants that go with her black shoes. She seemed very pretty and she would the age of my mother. I was trying to identify her when our eyes meet. As soon as our eyes her expression changed from worried to bright eyed, like she was waiting for me talk to her or something. I did nothing. She passed a smile and waved at me after some seconds. I a bit confused waved her back. My head wasn't able to let go of her thought. Her order came and still she stood there as if she was waiting for me. She looked at me time to time. Her eyes seemed watery as if she was about to cry. My turn came and I placed my order. I suddenly remembered that I knew her, she was the lady I saw at the market. I felt stalked. I was a bit confused and now worried. By this time she sat at a table to eat her order. I decided to confront her so I walked towards her, she looked at me, her experience were now worried and scared. Suddenly I was pushed back words. The push made me move two or three steps backward. Two kids were fighting for French fries. I ignoring that walked towards the lady to find that she was gone and her order was untouched. This was strange, I mean how would she know me.
My order was called.
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~ Emily's p.o.v cont..
I was in front of the Ashton's. This house always amazed me and made me think how rich these people are. Even though it was no mansion but it was big enough for Amber, Ashtons and my family to live in it. It was a beautiful two floored house. Each floor had 4 rooms and the interior was ravishing. I have never seen Sam's room and only been once to Scott's room. Arla offcourse had the biggest room. I usually sat in his room as we both always had our deep conversation in private. He was like a father to me, I never knew my father as he died when I was very small. Sad part is I have no memory of him. I walked out of the car closing the door behind me. I climbed up the stairs and ringed the bell. Xavier opened the door. Xavier have worked for Ashton for the time when arla was a kid. As told by Alli he have babysitted Janson and me many times. For some reason when every he looks at me he usually see me with empathy or pity. It's strange but then again I was in a terrible accident so I am used to the look. I mean I know the accident was pretty huge but it's been two years now.
"My child aren't you gonna come in?" Xavier asked me.
"Ohh yeah" I said sillily smiling.
I walked in. Xavier told me that none of them guys were here and Scott and Sam would be home within a half hour. I waited for them in thr living room. Xavier made me my favourite fanta lemonade and with that he gave me chicken bombs to eat. I sat comfortably in the living room and replied to messages. I am not a chatty person when it comes to chatting or talking over the phone. I love it to face to face. People complains alot to me that why I don't reply them or call them, some people have stopped messaging or calling as they thought I have an attitude problem. But that isn't it. I love to talk to people but face to face. It's not that I don't talk on phone, I do but I prefer not to. Take me as old girl person or whatever but it is who I am. Xavier excused himself to go and check his family. His family lives with the Ashton. They have a servants quarter for them. I soon started getting board so i started roaming around the house checked the photos which I have seen many times. I realised I have never noticed Sam before. I knew he was one of them but whenever I saw the pictures I used to usually look at Arla, Scott and Arla's wife. Arla's wife left him suddenly one day, he still doesn't know the reason. His wife have just disappeared one day and told him not to contact her ever again. Surprisingly Arla still is in love with her and wants her to comeback. He says even if there is another man, he will forgive her and will never in his life be upset from her. He miss her alot I can tell. With all that I am super cool dude attitude he hides his pain.
I walked around at went to the kitchen to drink water. I went to Arla's room to take a book to read. No no he is not a book reading type a guy but his wife used to read a lot. It's really cool to that every room is labelled like living room, kitchen etc. My naughty side of mind hit and I passed a smirk and decided to check Sam's room.
I entered Sam's room at it was typical boyish room. as we enter the room on the left hand side there was a huge cupboard which was blue in colour and attached to the white walls behind it and also the wall had a door which opened to the bathroom. The room had a full wall TV screen with it and was attached those things for gaming and on each side there were big speaker. His bed had dark greyish covers and had huge pillows which faced the screen. In the front of the bed there was floor seating. My guess was that I was for the the tv and and gaming time. At the end of the room there was big window and front lawn was it's view. Nearby the window to identical greyish couches were kept which matched the bed covers and there was a white center table. On one side of the bed was a full size mirror and to my surprise on the other side of the bed was a cupboard filled with novels, diaries and some boxes maybe they had photos in them. I mean I would have kept my photos in those boxes definately. Behind on of the couch there was a lamp. So Sam reads, this is intresting. The most interesting thing for me, as I am an interior designer was that, underneath the cough there was space for storage as it was open and some quills and towels were in it. I loved loved that. The room was a beauty even though clothes were laying here and there but still it looked beautiful.
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