Love Story(Romeo and Juliet)

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Chapter 50♕
Sapphire Light

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"Hahahahahahah!" I laughed. I was currently watching fail clips on intsagram. The only thing that can make me laugh when I'm not in the mood to laugh.

I was laughing so hard that I began to cough. My laughter seized and I was sent in a coughing fit.

I took in a deep breath and I stopped coughing. Now my lungs, chest and throat hurt. The sacrifices you have to make when you like seeing people get hurt. I thought.

I stood up from my bed and ran to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I sat on the kitchen counter and instead of taking just water, I took Milo too. Milo is too tempting...must drink.

I got distracted and I switched on the television. Disney channel. Old memories. I wiped a fake tear from my eye.

If only Seth were here, he's gonna think I'm retarted. I was alone in the house. Mom and Dad were working, Seth is with his friend, Michelle was also with her friend, and it's a Sunday. Which is day off for Quinn and Jimmy.

I feel so lonely right now... but I can do anything I want. I was wearing a big shirt that reached just above my knees. And I didn't have shorts. Just underwear. Don't judge, I'm comfy.

Though Seth... Seth is keeping something from me. I heard him talking with his friend yesterday night, and I know for a fact that his friend is not a boy. Would he call a boy cute?

I gasped.

What if Seth is bisexual?! Oh by God. Wait. What if he's homosexual?

Now I was curious. I knew Seth had a diary. I need to find out.

I don't really have a problem with bisexual or homosexual people but just a little pissed that Seth hasn't told me. If he even is.

I ran back upstairs quietly opened the room to Seth's door even though I was the only one here. His room was just as messy as always. I tiptoed to his bedside table and opened the first drawer.

My face scrunched up. It had two porn magazines and comic books. Boys are so disgusting... I wonder if Lucas has this... I shook my head. Why am I thinking of Lucas. I should stop. He's gotten over me, so I will get over him.

I opened the second drawer. It was full of snacks and chocolates. Doritos, potato chips, Hershey's... Reese's! I knew he stole my Reese's! That little bitch! I took the whole pack and started walking around his room. I popped one into my mouth.

Where would he hide something important? I pouted and sat in the middle of his bed. I scanned his room.

Where would he keep- My eyes widened as I set my eyes on his walk in closet. Bingo.

I dropped the Reese's on the bed and strolled over to his closet. I opened the black door and I was face to face with a mess. Clothes were on the floor, I think I saw underwear there too. It was dirty. My face scrunched up again.

"Try not to touch anything," I said to myself. "He might notice."

I don't even dare to touch anything. I thought, walking to where he kept his watches. I opened the drawer where he kept his watches. Since he was fourteen, he's been buying watches. Collecting actually. Uncle Wilson gave him three watches, Aunt Wood gave him one for Christmas last year and Mom gave him two, on his fifteenth birthday and sixteenth birthday. He had his first watch when he was thirteen, it was from Dad. He bought another one this year too. I took out his watches and placed it carefully on the table. I felt for a crack. I took the cover out and I saw a black book with some white letters on top.

Bingo again. I thought, smirking as I took the book and letters.

I took a breath but was cut when my chest hurt. I started to breath shallow breaths but my chest still hurt. My legs gave in and I fell to the ground. Slowly breath. Shit. What the hell is happening? I leaned on the drawer behind me and dropped the book with the letters. I stayed like that for minutes. I didn't know how long. But whenever I breath normally, my chest hurt. Literally my chest, like my rib cage. I continued breathing shallow breaths. I took a chance and took on a huge breath when I didn't feel anything for a few seconds. It was gone, I could breath normally again. But my mind was still stuck. What the hell happened to me?

I panted, holding my hand to my chest and another hand gripping the carpet. Shit. What the hell was that. I squeezed my eyes shut and slowly stood up from my position on the floor.

"Sapphire? What're you doing in Seth's room?"

I looked up and saw Michelle standing in front of me with a baseball bat in her hand. I kicked the diary and letters behind me, hoping she didn't see it.

"Why are you in here? And why are you holding a bat?" I asked, turning the question on her.