#suffocatedsorcery

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It was a thought that plagued him for a while, since he’d met the girl who felt so familiar. He had convinced himself she couldn’t who he thought she was, but when she had caught him staring again, he blurted it out. “I have something to tell you.”

It was out there now, so he might as well. “You look–I don’t know, like I always imagined my sister, Jen, would have at your age, and with your name being the same…anyway, it’s weird, right?” He laughed it off, hoping she would to because he liked being around her. It almost made him feel like his other sister was still alive and that horrible night never happened. Almost. 

[magicalsucker-blog]

@suffocatedsorcery // JENNIFER. *

With her chin pressed to the warmth of his abdomen the little girl’s face slipped through stages. Beaming brightly in excitement, screwed up in innocent confusion and then sinking to a solemn rejected pout. “I did! I would! They’re all grumpy teenagers but they secretly missed you too!” The whole situation was too far above her head and so hazel eyes shone up at him in adoration blaming all the tension on silly hormones.

the teenage boy looked at his sister as he tried to smile and being nice for once. though, he doesn't know why he needed to be nice since they have let him go. he still hated what he was and seeing his family actually throw this at him because he wasn't the normal witch that everyone wanted makes him hates them more. when he heard her speech, a scoffe escape his lips as he adds, eyes locked with her own. " don't lie! I know you are the only one who actually accept my flaws... guess the others can back the hell off of me for a while. especially Jossie. "