Chapter 11

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I have been lying down on the couch on my patio for the last- I don't even know how long.

What have I even been thinking about?

I know the answer to that. I feel like a creep. How could I write. O write? Even think about her like that.

Make you mine once and for all......?

I make a disgusting face to myself in my mind. After calling myself shit in my mind for several moments, I pick my phone up from the table in front of me and see that my witch sister had texted me.

Witch 🧹

Where you at??

Are you good???

E.

L.

I.

Wth bro??😤

Shouldn't you be home 🤨

Don't tell me you fell asleep 😲😭

Yeah... I stayed at the

hospital for one of the
night shift doctors.

Didn't have much to
do tho.

So, I came home.

Yeah, I didn't sleep as
usual :(

You wanna say smt

Why so many texts??

I wait for her to reply but when there's no reply for the next five minutes, I become sad. I mean who knew I'd miss my witch sister. She's not an actual witch but I can't just not call her that. I mean her hair really makes her look like one. A smile creeps my face as I remember the first time I called her a witch, she ran to our mom wailing. Yeah, my mom...

Her texts were from 15 minutes earlier, so I guess she'll text me back. I was so immersed in thinking about a certain someone that I didn't get to know my witch sister texted me.

But then as if my hands take control of themselves, I go to the contacts and call her. The ringing continues for a while and then she picks up. Phew!!

"Hey! Eli! How you doing man??"

So, she didn't pick up instead Jack did, her husband.

"Yeah, I am good. How you doing?" I ask. It's been a while since I talked to him.

"Was good but then Lindzz got pissed because you didn't reply to her texts" he laughs in the end.

Ooh! Guilty me.

"Yeah, man.. I zoned out... Didn't hear the notification bell."

"Understandable" he says genuinely in an assuring way.

There's silence for a second on the phone and then I hear the sound of a pot hitting the floor.

"Fuck!" He whisper yells and I let out a laugh... I can just imagine what happened.

"You, good over there, Jack?"

Silence...

And after a few seconds, I hear him again, " I was gonna make myself some noodles man, you know but I dropped the pot. I mean, I can never do the kitchen things right." He laughs
nervously and I laugh so hard, I mean imagine, Lindsy walking in on him like that. Ooh! Only God can save him then...
"Yo! You can't laugh like that okay? I am in a crisis..." He says and I feel sorry for him.

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