Ch 7: Lost and found

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Although it's past midnight I don't care and I call Jason,I tell him everything that happened today and apologize to him for ignoring him before.
'Alot happened and I just needed some time to digest it,sorry'
'Dude its ok I forgive you,but pause'
He's good at making me smile.
'So you found her and she told you who wrote the Diary and you have the answers now...'
I cut him off in the middle
'Yes you heard it right'
'Um it's ok if you can't meet the writer just yet'
'Yeah I guess' 'I mean the future is unseen and unknown'
'Jason thank you so much for being a friend and a degree more'
'I don't do maths' 'simplify please'
'Such a dumbass' I mutter.

And we carry on with this conversation for about an hour. Useless,pointless but meaningful.It was nothing like falling in love or wanting to be in a relationship or whatever you may read in the books,prediction:me and Jason ending up holding hands in the school hallways.disappointment: we are just wrecks reckless and best friends.we are more than your regular relationships in the books.

Okay,so back to the conversation,you know we continued arguing and the outcome of it was lighthearted laughs and and the disappointment for not meeting Yusra had dissolved.
I had found alot of things from the Diary,the Diary was the reason why I didn't feel completely alone and that diary was the reason why I was able to not loose myself in the process of leaving a place behind. I had somehow managed to keep the real Mary alive. Jason,was and is another reason why I didn't feel completely lost another main part of my smile.
Not only Jason but I was now friends with Maham as well, I mean she was the best friend of the girl who was behind it all. I would look forward to the little meetings we'd have in random cafes and she'd tell me about yusra and her stupid meaningfully adventures and I'd feel like having a small little part in their bond due to the Diary.
"Wait let me show you her picture" one day she finally offers
"I thought you'd never say that,finally! I didn't ask because I didn't wanted to sound creepy" I reply
She laughs and hands me her phone to slide through their memories "when we were infinite"
I was taken back to the time when Yusra was 14 and then 15 and then almost 16 and to those days when she wrote this diary which meant so much to me.
"Thank you for letting me enter your world"
"Its what she wanted"

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