~The Time That She Lost~

~~chapter ten~~

"If being crazy means living life as if it matters, then I don't mind being completely insane."

Hey guys so here is the tenth chapter for you lovely people. This chapter and two or three more chapter are on a little bit of a fun side but in between you are going to find some interesting stuff

So stay tuned and enjoying reading.

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~Emily's p.o.v
The most interesting thing for me, as I am an interior designer was that, underneath the couch 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. I sat on the bed out of curiosity to see how does it feel and yes I was right. It was a bed in which you could fall asleep as soon as you hit the bed. I just wanted to go under the sheets and take a nap but I had to control myself.

Why God! I am already tired and this amazing bed is making me more.

Okay yes I have a thing for beds. I mean I have a thing for beds and all the interior stuff. I like go mental when it comes to comfortable furniture but as well as multi-use.

I stood up and walked to the shelf were novels were kept. I saw a diary marked as personal was kept on the couch. It looked old but ancient old. I stopped myself form taking it but my curiosity and studipity was hitting me hard. I with guilt in my heart, I picked up the diary. I promised myself to only read one page. I opened it to the last written. Somewhere wish to find the reason of the kiss. The page was dated a week old

In the diary

Dear Claire,

It's been so long I have talked to you and told you about my feelings and every other stupid thing we used to talk about. I know I know this diary writting is a girly thing as per you. But right know it's the only way I can talk to you. It's because of you that I write now. You know how much I want to read yours. You know it feels like I see you the way I used to. This crazy beautiful girl who couldn't stop talking and who loved to eat around. I love you and you know that. Well atleast you knew that. It's hard to see you like this. To be around you and not be able to hold you. I try Claire. I try. Yaa yaa I know I......

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Before I could read further someone closed the diary. My heart skipped a beat and I had no guts to see up. Then I hear Scott's voice.

"What are you doing?" Scott asked whispering.

"Scott?" I asked again just for confirmation before I look up. I had no answer for what I did.

"Yeah?" Scott said again whispering.

"Ohh thank god" I almost to myself.

"What are you doing with his diary? He loses control over this thing" he said whispering.

"Why are you whispering?" I asked him whispering.

"I don't know" Scott said whispering again.

"Let's just go out" I said walking out of the room.

He too came behind me. My mind was busy with thinking who this Claire was. Sam loved her. What he wrote was sad at the same time it was so beautiful.