Chapter 3

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NOTE 1: Everything in bold italics, it will be the character's narrative, I mean, like an internal dialogue, their thoughts.

NOTE 2: The "X" it's to mark the beginning of a new scene, I mean, a change of scenario and everything between parentheses () it's to describe the scene.

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Chapter 3

***Emily's diary***

Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how much I regret everything? Do you know how much I wish I could go back in times and stop you? Do you know how much I want to rewind in time and make it better... make it right....?

I know how much you loved me... I know you gave your life for me... I know your love for me was it really that big... if you only knew I felt the same... if I only knew you loved me the same...

A month ago you weren't in my present life, you were a scar I wanted to forget and now... now you're a scar I want to keep it open because I can't let you go...

(New year's eve)

Sitting in the bar of an unknown place, looking at her locked necklace, the Christmas' gift of Alison; Emily was caressing the locked in shape of a heart as she drowns her sorrow in alcohol. She opened it and she chuckles with sadness as she stares at the two photos inside the heart: one of them, Alison put it, it was a picture of the Fields and the other one, Emily chose it and the brunette's crying increases as she stares at the little photo of Alison, she has been keeping her locked in her heart's necklace... inside her real heart and till now, she's able to see how important the girl was for her but it's too late...

Bartender. – "Are you ok...?"

Emily doesn't reply she just takes her drink and drank it in one shot.

Emily. – "Give me another one..."

Bartender. – "I think you drank enough..."

Emily says with a bitter voice. – "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you give me another... "

They stare at each other for a moment but the bartender realizes Emily was stubborn enough to don't let it go so in the end he just sighs with resignation and gives her another drink. As soon as he re-filled Emily's glass, the glass was already empty as Emily was drinking as she has never done it before... Drink after drink, Emily was very intoxicated with all the alcohol in her system but no matter how much she was drinking, the pain... the sorrow... the lost... the guilt... the regret were still there... she couldn't get rid of it and she just snaps and gets angry. The brunette smashes the glass on the floor...

Bartender. – "Hey! That's it! Leave!"

*X*

Intoxicated by alcohol, Emily gets angry as she sees all the people smiling, having a good time, just celebrating new year's eve. She can't think of a reason to celebrate a new year; yes her father's alive but at what cost?

Under the influence of alcohol, Emily's hallucinations take charge of her mind; the brunette panics as she stares at her hands and she pictures them with blood...

Emily cries. – "Your blood is in my hands..."

The brunette recalls her last exchange of words with the blonde, she remembers how cold she was, how harsh she was with her and she can't take it; she can't imagine herself living and feeling this guilt. So, she decides to don't live like this... carrying this sorrow in her chest...

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