'Well and It', was written on the note.
I looked at the note and thought it must have been Rose's handwriting since it was cursive. Lily's hand writing was more of a sans sheriff style. I bent down to pull out a rug kept beneath the desk to wipe the desk clean off the blood. It began raining heavier and the winds began to have a faster race. But I had to go out. If not today, then never. I rushed out of the house with the note and cycled away.
Till I was fifteen, my medical certificate included books as one of my allergies. I was, no surprise, not only terrible at studies but used to burn my old textbooks at midnight. Something about them drove me crazy. Maybe it was the static nature of characters on a papers. I liked lively things like games which Tyler liked.
But then one summer, my sisters told me something. They called me and whispered into my ear. That was the only thing and time they ever whispered to me. Something that was far more out of my control and my brim of imagination. At the end of every month, they would get converted into two words. Any words. Could be a geometrical figure sometimes. But whatever it was, their bodies were converted into two dimensional objects or even one dimensional. And it was my job to find a book which contained the two words or figures in one sentence and put the books into the 'Scroid system' so that they come back to their real bodies.
I cycled through the heavy winds and rain to reach the bookstore. Tall palm trees now took a tilt and various obscure objects hit right at me and my cycle. I just hoped that the bookstore might be open. Otherwise, cycling to the school library would be a big challenge since I had even forgotten to take off my school bag, which now felt like a boulder of rock on my body.
A bug flew into my eye and I stopped by a bus stop. As I rubbed my eyes to get the bug out, I realised that 'Well' and 'It' were quite standard words. I opened up my literature textbook from my school bag. I flipped through the book and stopped at a page.
Fortunately, I found a sentence. I waited for the rain to stop for sometime but anyways cycled in the rain to get to the Scroid system. Scroid system was actually an abandoned warehouse in the hill of Zuschter, a bit far away from Mr. Hayato's house. I always feared some wrongdoing being done there but my sisters always said that the roofs were extremely leaky and the warehouse could break anytime so no-one would ever take refuge there, let alone for devious activities.
Completely soaked, I opened the page that contained the required sentence and slipped it under the broken wooden door of the warehouse. The door was completely worn out and green algae and fungus had taken life in the woodlands of the door.
I took shelter beneath the giant leaves of a banana tree. I sat down on the wet soil listening to the croaks of a distant frog, bemoaning to the rain gods. I took out a novel from the bag, which was now half drenched.
As I read the novel, I felt a tight tap on the back of my head. As I turned around, the two witches stood there holding my book.
" 'Well', she didn't mean 'it' ", Lily read off the book.
I snatched the book away from her in a jest and put it into my bag.
"You were a bit late this time", Rose said.
"I wanted you two to die", I replied insouciantly.
"We could actually have. You would have only forty eight hours to save us, remember that", Lily said.
Lily was the tallest out of all of us and the eldest of us three. She used to be very sarcastic and lively when she was younger but somehow went down the usual 'MAH LIFE IS FUCKED' mentality and became a more cynical person.
"Did you bring us two umbrellas?", Rose asked. I nodded my head to say no.
Rose was the usual pretty girl in high school who got the usual love letters written in red ink, claimed to be written in blood. I wouldn't be surprised if some of them were, infact, written in real blood. She had very deep blue eyes and very long hair and a deep sense of empathy for everyone she saw, probably gaining the most out of heredity of our beautiful mother.
"So, should we fucking stand here till the rain stops?", Lily asked, in her usual arrogant tone.
"Come on, Lily, I think you are being an asshole to him", Rose said.
"Why don't we just run back home?", I suggested.
"Shut up, dumbass".
"Or there's a better idea", I again proposed.
"What?", Lily asked.
I emptied my bottle of water on her and ran to my bicycle.
"This piece of shit is going to get killed…", Lily ran behind me and Rose as well.
Halfway through, the rain would stop and all three of us would be treated to a great rainbow.