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My sister's flight has been delayed. I'm free tonight, you could come over and we could have some fun?
I stare down at the text and quickly erase it. I put my phone down and stare out of the window. The weather is really bad here and in England. My sister was quite upset over not being here with me, I of course told her not to worry and that she'd probably be here tomorrow morning.
I look back to my phone. Should I call her? It would be so much easier to send Elowyn a text, but I don't even have the courage to do something as simple as that. I told the doorman that if she comes by again at anytime, to just let her up to my apartment. I highly doubt she'd come here again though.
I light up a cigarette and pace around my living room. I wish my sister was here. At least she'd distract me, along with my niece. Although I think the fifteen year old will most likely be on her phone the entire time.
At around eight-thirty, I've had at least eight glasses of whiskey and I'm now drunk. I'm tempted to make my way to Elowyn's apartment but deep down, I know I cant do that. Orlando could be there and with it being a little late in the evening, I'm pretty sure he's at their home.
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My head is thumping when I wake up to thoughts of Elowyn. Something has woken me from my slumber and it takes me a while to realise it's my phone. I grab it, expecting to see my sisters name, but freeze when I see it's Elowyn.
"Hello?" I rasp before clearing my throat.
She's silent and I furrow my brows.
"Are you there? Is everything okay?" I ask.
"Hey, sorry. I know it's late. Did I wake you? I'm sorry."
"No, no. I wasn't sleeping that well. Is everything okay, Elowyn?"
"I had a dream about you." She blurts.
I can tell by the way she blurted her words, it was sexual. It's nearly two in the morning, why else would she be calling me at this time?
"What was I doing?" I smirk.
"I-It's embarrassing." She mutters, her voice a whisper.
"I don't think so. Tell me, Elowyn."
"You... you were touching me."
"I was?" I smile, "Like I did before?"
"Kind of. It... it was different this time. We went a lot further."
"I was fucking you?"
She sighs. I don't think she likes the way I talk. How vulgar I am.
