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Chapter 5

Wow it has been, what, a year since I have updated?  Eons?  God, I don't even know. Those seven days I promised? More like seven yeeeeears. Anyways, i finally sat down and wrote over 1600 words in one sitting all for you. Enjoy and don't expect a new chapter before the year 2040 lol.

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We talked. That's all we did. I never knew I could talk to someone for so long, especially someone who- well, I couldn't place her in a box. 

The only issue I had with her is she kept touching my arm. To most it is a gesture of closeness or security. However for me, it lit me on fire. A wave of hot discomfort flooded my veins and it was hard to focus like that. At least, usually. Now, it was just distracting because every time she moved away, I had to fight to not ask her to come back like a shameless puppy. 

"I am not a puppy!" I gasped.

"You so are!" she giggled, it wasn't a cute small giggle but a wholesome ugly one, low and truthful. She was genuinely amused by my rejection of the projection of my personality being a puppy. I shook my head and stood up. 

"Nah, you have known me for only three hours. You don't know me like that." 

"But how long does it really take to get to know someone?" 

I gave a long look, "more than three hours, love." Her eyes clouded a little before she closed them to laugh. 

"Come on, E!"

I side-eyed her. "Where did E come from?"

She scoffed. "What? Do you mean to tell me that no one has called you E before?" I shook my head. "You know, like E-man-E?"

I rolled my eyes. "Lazy butt. You don't want to put in the effort into a real nickname."

She stuck out her tongue. "Whatever. E. Give me one, then."

"You are only proving how lazy you are." I sang over my shoulder as I went to the kitchen to begin making dinner for myself. "Are you staying for dinner or are you going home?" I pulled out my ingredients and poured oil into the pots.

I didn't hear anything from her so I turned around and she was leaning against the doorway casually. Before I could open my mouth, she smirked. "I figured out your nickname."

"Well we can discuss it over dinner if you're staying." I turned around turned on the stove. "Are you?"

I swear I heard her smirked widen before she answered, "Sure, wifey."

I let out a loud groan. "Omg, I sound like an experiment that went wrong 4 times." I turned around to face her confusion. "Wifey? Wife - E? Sounds like Wife - A through D are all now dead. Must move on to Phase 5 - Wife E!" I proclaimed in my best impression of Frankenstein. 

She rolled her eyes. "Well, it's your nickname now and you are just going to have to hope that you don't end up like the others and besides, it just means you should be the best so far. " She finally laughed and asked about the meal I was preparing. I blinked slowly and swallowed.

I told her it was a simple Chicken Parmesan and Rice and went about my business. I asked her to make the salad and we continued to banter until my sister came in with bags full of groceries. "Imani, I got a call from Mom. Everything is fine down there so I think she should be coming back soon. I am going to go for the weekend. I bought some stuff for the ---- Are you sure you are going to ---- If anything ------- me." She left promptly after without taking a glance into the kitchen. She knew I was home because the light was on but it was still a little...