~The Time That She Lost~

~~Chapter twentieth~~

"You miss him?" Janson asked.

"I am gonna miss him everyday till I am alive" Ali said.

"he was one in a million, If Arla would have flirted me in front of him, he would have enjoyed it and wouldn't have been offended" Ali said remembering.

"yaa he was like that" Janson said.

"I want a guy like him for Emily" Ali said.

"Maa you only said he was one in a million, how can we find someone for her like him" Janson said.

"he could be closer to him" Ali said.

"Or you he could be like me" Janson said.

Ali took a long pause.

"Yaa take more time to think" Janson said.

"nah let's just stick to him" Ali said awkwardly.

"really?" Janson asked.

"I am going to my room" Ali said quickly.

"Great mom great" Janson said amazed.

"Go sleep Janson" Ali said from her room.

~~*~~
The sun was shining bright. Emily was comfortably laying down her bed hugging her pillow. She could hear noises and people talking. She heard dogs barking and cars honking. Her eyes were wide open and she was staring at a half empty glass of water which was kept at her side table. Her mind was busy with only one thing. Her smile said only one thing. Her bright shinny eyes said only one thing. Sam. She thought about the date. She thought how he was thoughtful and how he actually put effort to impress her. She was happy and comfortable at the thought of Sam. She knew it's too early but the thought of Sam seems nice to her. He is a family friend. His older brother treats and his father treas her like her own. Ali and Janson like him, they agree to it or not and he is good to her. She thought. Suddenly her smile went away, her eyes wasn't bright or shinny. She had a worried look on her face. A name came into her mind. Claire.

What if he will never move on from her? I don't want to him to move on. They seemed so much in love. I actually have to compete with her. Which I don't want to. She seemed nice. He loved her and he still does. He is just trying to have someone who would help him move on. She was his love of the life. How can I ever compete with that? Why would I want to? It seems a sad yet beautiful love story. I will be his secound option or someone who could easily be replaced by her. I don't even want to compete with her. I want Sam to be in love with her as much as he is now. She is part of his life. It won't be right for me to expect to be his one and only, not after I know about Claire

"What are you worried about now?" Ali's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"What?" Emily asked unaware of what Ali asked her.

"You didn't heard what I said now didn't you?" Ali asked. Emily shook her head in a no and looked embaressed.

"What were you thinking about?" Ali asked climbing up the bed and getting under the sheets.

"Oh my holy god your feet" Emily screamed.

"What?" Ali asked startled.

"They are cold as ice" Emily said shifting her legs aways from Ali's.

"oh ya I was bare foot and I just took a bath" Ali said.

"Your feets are always cold mom, summer or winter it doesn't matter" Emily said.

"I'll shift them away" Ali said.

"No it's alright make them warm" Emily said.

"So tell me what is in your mind?" Ali asked.