Chapter Eleven

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            I climbed out of the shower what felt like hours after I had entered.  I sat down on my bed still rapped in my towel. Not caring that my damp body was getting the blacnket wet. I reached over to my things and grabbed my cell phone. I quickly dialed and listened to the other line ring while I waited for it to be answered.

“Hello.” Wyatt said on the other end.

“Hi.” I said.

“How’s everything going? Are you okay?” He asked.

“Everything’s fine. We found her.” I told him.

“Does that mean?” He asked not finishing his sentence.

“Dead. Yah.” I finished for him.

“So does this mean you’re going to be coming home? We miss you.” He told me.

By we I was shore he meant just he.

“I guess. It’s not like I have anything else to do.”

I really wish I did. I would rather be anywhere else in the world but I guess it was time to go home. I could not avoid it forever.

“Do you want me to come get you? I could be there in I don’t know about five seconds?” He asked me playfully.

“No I’ll leave after I get some sleep plus I have my car. I can’t leave her behind. Unless you’re now able to orb cars to.” I teased him.

“Fine so I’ll tell them you will be home in a few days.” He said.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“They’re going to want to know. They have been asking me every day when you’re coming home. You know I’m a bad lire. If they ask I have to tell them the truth.”

“Fine. I have to go. I’m going to try to get some sleep before I head out. Good night.” I told him.

He laughed at my words.

“Don’t you mean good morning.” He said before hanging up the phone.

I looked over to the clock next to my bed and saw that it was past six o’clock in the morning.

How long was I in the shower?

I lay down on the bed not even bothering to get dressed. I laid there rapped in my towel too tired to even care that I was cold and should probably put on some clothes.

I laid there for a little while and when sleep finally seemed to be falling over me there was a knock on my door.

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