The Witch Of Westville

The market value for our new product will rise if we create a survey to know the right demographic that uses our product more....... Today started with a series of meetings and right now, my head is blank and I can't concentrate anymore. I don't even understand what he is saying. I can't wait to get out of this conference room. I just need to smile and pretend I am listening. Sir, can we go on with the project? Sir! Sir!! I heard Jake's voice bring my attention back to him. Yes, sure you can start the project. I replied without knowing what the project was in the first place. I will just review the project work plan later. I thought to myself. Jake, make sure you get the project work plan on my table today after lunch. I will be expecting to see it when I get back. I said Yes, sir" he replied. I quickly rushed out of the office to get some fresh air. I haven't had anything to eat today and I am in the mood for a home-cooked meal for launch today. So, I drove to my parent's house intending to make my mom cook for me. I walked into the sitting room and dad was there reading a paper. He was wearing a disappointing look on his face and, at that moment, I knew he was reading about me yet again. You know you shouldn't believe everything you read, dad. I said. Good Afternoon to you too. I see you are already being defensive and, as such, there is some truth to it, my father replied. I'm sorry, good afternoon dad. I said. how are you? my dad asked. I am good. I replied. Dad, I am not trying to be defensive, but sometimes the media exaggerate things. I am not what the media paints me to be. I concluded. But this time there is no exaggeration in what was written. The news has been confirmed with a picture by Zara, and you are here today by this time instead of the office where you're supposed to be. This proves it. I mean you are here to tell us right. I just don't understand why you didn't see the need to tell us before you went ahead with your plan, instead, I had to read it in the paper like everyone else. Does that mean that a father has no right to the life of his son? Forget about me, what about your mother? She also doesn't have the right to know? my dad said, yelling at me. Okay, I am confused. What is he talking about? I thought to myself. Dad, I don't understand what you are saying. What didn't I tell you and mom and what did Zara confirm? I asked, still puzzled. You see only the guilty become defensive, even before knowing the allegations that are placed on them. My dad simply replied while handing me the paper. Our most eligible bachelor isn't available anymore. This was written boldly on the paper, with a picture of me and Zara, my ex, and a photo of her wearing an engagement ring. okay!! What the heck has Zara done this time again? That girl is a menace in my life. Dad, I am sorry you got the news like this but I will fix this. I apologetically said to myself. Don't bother, your mom is already fixing it. We are having dinner with her parents tomorrow. But before then, your mom had invited her over to eat lunch with us. We are about to start eating. My dad said You are what now with her parents!!! I said. We are having dinner with her parents. We have to discuss the planning of your marriage. Even though her father, Omar, is my friend, we have to discuss these things and the women need extra time to make some planning arrangements. Planning what!!! I said, horrified by the thought of actually marrying Zara. Dad, slow down a bit. Please let's talk this through before you invite her parents. I am not ready for that. I said. You should have thought of that before publicly getting engaged to her without getting advice and proper planning. Dad replied. I didn't ask her to marry me. This is news for me too. I know nothing about this. Dad, you have to believe me, I didn't. I said. How then did she get the family ring? She has our ancestral ring or isn't that the ring on her hand in the picture? Dad asked. What? I didn't give her the ring and I have no idea how she got it. I said, baffled at the newfound She is with your mom in the kitchen, so go sort it out. But I think it's a great idea. She is family. Her father and I are not just best friends, we are brothers. I just didn't like the fact that you didn't tell me before getting engaged. Despite my friendship with her father, I would still want a heads up before any major decision is taken in my son's life. Especially the one that would change his life forever. But since you insist you didn't ask her to marry you, then you need to talk to her to figure out why she thinks you did. I am sure you said something to her that made her think that way. Also, find out how she got the ring that your mother left in your position. Dad concluded. I walked into the kitchen to find Zara and my mom discussing and laughing. I immediately hated the sight of Zara. I mean, what sort of twisted mind games is she playing? She looks so innocent and this look of hers is the reason why everybody thinks she can do no wrong. I know dad thinks I said something that made her think I proposed, but what he doesn't know is that I didn't. I haven't said a word to Zara for over a month. So how the heck would I have said proposed to her 3 days ago or said something that makes her think I am proposing? Mom, please stop being so friendly with her. She is evil. I said in a hushed tone, not feeling brave enough to call her evil in the presence of my mom. Look who is finally here, it's Aariz. Oh my God! Baby, I am so glad you are here. Zara said, walking towards me to hug me. I simply shrugged her off and walked towards my mom and hugged her instead. Hi mom, I said Hello son. she replied. Why are you here and not at the office? Don't tell me Zara called you even though I told her not to. You just couldn't stay away from him even for a moment, Zara, mom said teasingly. Mommy, I think he is the one that can't stay away from me. He loves me so much that he felt my presence here, so he came running. Zara replied. At this point, the sound of her voice was irritating me. Don't call my mom your mom and I am not a fortune teller to know you were here, else I wouldn't be. I replied sternly. Of course, she can call me mom. I am going to be her mom very soon. I insist she should. Mom said in her defense. So why then are you here? Zara asked. I gave her my shout-up look and ignored her. Tell us, son, why are you here, Mom asked. Don't you want to see me again? I asked. You know that's not what I mean. I decided to skip all the five-star restaurants and eat the ultimate star food, which is my mom's cooking, of course. I said, holding mom close to me and smiling at her sheepishly. Go eat your wife's cooking and not mine., mom said, pinching my cheeks. That's why I am here, Aazir. Your mom is just teaching me how to cook all your favorite meals. I am watching her cook biryani today. Zara said in an excited voice. Mom, I will be in my room, please. I said, ignoring Zara again. Where is Maya? I asked mom before I left. She went out with Laura, mom said. Let me guess shopping again? I asked mom. No, they went to the spa. Mom replied, laughing. Mom, this isn't a joke... Maya spends ten(×10) of what we all spend in a month. She has to be stopped. I said. ....and who is going to stop her? mom asked, still giggling. Mom, everything that is happening is yours and dad's fault. I said sternly and left. I don't have the strength to deal with my sister and Zara's case right now. I have to be in the right mood to deal with them separately. Zara's case is what is pissing me off right now. This is very serious, she has the guts to wear the ring to my house. A ring I didn't give her. How did she get that ring? I left it in my safe at home. How did she remove it from the safe box? I thought to myself. I walked into my room and, with no surprise, Zara was behind me. What was that all about Aazir? We are about to get married, so why are we still playing all these games? she asked. How dare she claim I am playing games? She must be out of her mind. I took a deep breath to give myself the strength not to reply to her. I wore my headphones so that I wouldn't hear anything she had to say. I will get back to her when I am ready. Finally, I can eat and get the heck out of this place. I have so much work in the office, so I am just going to eat and leave. I will find time to talk to Zara after working. Aazir! Aazir!! Aazir!!! I heard mom call. She ran into my room and in one sentence she said; Your sister has been involved in an accident." Her friend just called., Mom said in one breath. I rushed into the hospital's reception and saw a nurse seated at the desk. Good day Nurse, I said. Good day, how can I help you? she asked. I am looking for the patient that was brought in a while ago. She was involved in an accident. I said What are your name and your relationship with her? she asked. My name is Aazir Jahil and she is my sister. I replied, She was brought in without any means of identification on her, so we didn't know who to call. So if I may ask, how did you know she was here? the nurse asked. At that time, I was pissed but I had to keep my cool, and what is this thing I am hearing about Maya not having any identification on her? Maya never leaves the house without her debit card. I thought to myself surprised at the information. Her friend called mom. She should be here somewhere. I replied. Some girls took her over, she was run over by one of the girls. The girl claimed she came out of nowhere. She is currently in surgery. A doctor will be with you shortly, so please wait in the waiting room. If I may ask, who was the girl that ran her over? I want to see her now. Why should she drive when she isn't in the right mind? How could she say; she ran her over because my sister came out of nowhere? I want to see her now. I said angrily at the stupid excuse the hit girl gave. We reported the case to the police and she is currently giving her statement. I will send the police to you in the waiting room. the nurse replied. A cop walked into the waiting room 5mins later and he came walking toward me. Are you Mr. Aazir? the cop asked. Yes, I am. I replied, standing up to shake him. The victim is my sis. Maya. I replied. oh! Her name is Maya too? How ironic, the cop said surprisingly. I was too upset to care about what he meant, so I didn't ask. As the brother of the victim, I would like to file a case against the driver. I said. Are you sure? This girl is a nice person. She is very remorseful, said the cop Of course, she would pretend to be remorseful now. She should have told the truth about what happened instead of lying that my sister came out of nowhere. I said Most people would have hit and run but she didn't. She and her friends brought her to the hospital and they have been around ever since, the cop said in their defense. I want to file a case against her, so please do your job now. I said sternly. Whatever you say, fill out this form and get it back to me. He said, giving me a complaint form. I quickly filled it out and returned the form to him. I will get back to you., the cop said and walked away. It's been 30mins and still, no word from the doctors or nurses about the condition of my sister and my patience is starting to fade away. Hi, Are you Mr. Aazir? I heard a voice ask, so I looked up to see a doctor standing in front of me. Yes, that's me. I replied, I am Dr. Ben, I am the doctor that is attending to your sister. Your sister had a severe head injury from the fall. We stopped the bleeding and removed the car glasses from her head. We are currently waiting to see the result of her CT scan to make sure she is completely out of danger. For now, she is still unconscious but she is stable. The doctor said Thank you Dr. Can I see her now, please? I asked. Yes, you can, the nurse will take you to her. he replied. I quickly called my parents to tell them they could come down to the hospital. I had earlier asked my parents to stay back and I will check what is going on and let them know when to come to the hospital if necessary. Mom was so emotional I needed her to calm down a bit before coming. I walked into the hospital room, where my sister was lying unconscious. Her head was covered with a bandage except for her eyes, nose, and mouth. Seeing her like this frightens me a lot. How could that girl do this to her and her only excuse was that my sister came out of nowhere. I will make sure she stays in jail for at least a year. Maya, please wake up. I promise not to bug you about spending money anymore. I don't mind working for you to live a comfortable life, but you first have to survive this, please. Please be fine soon Maya. I said almost in tears. Promise? I heard a whisper. Yes, I promise. I said, raising my head. She was still unconscious. Who said that? Am I just hearing things that are not there? Behind you Aazir. I heard Maya's voice clearly from behind me. I turned around and there Maya was behind me. Maya! I said surprised but relieved. I hugged her and she pushed me away. Since when have you become mushy? she asked. You scared me to death, Maya! I'm so glad you are fine. I said again, relieved. What the heck is going on here? If you are here, then who is that person? I asked, finally coming back to reality. The girl I hit. I was driving when, suddenly, she appeared out of nowhere. I promise I was paying attention. I could have sworn that she appeared in the street from thin air like a ghost. I know that sounds crazy and, of course, I wouldn't have been able to hit a ghost but that is what happened, my sister said under one breath. So you hit a ghost who appears out of thin air, a ghost that can get hurt physically. Wow! I said sarcastically. Do you know how that sounds? Yes, I do. That's why I am only telling you and Laura about this, she said. I thought mom said you went out with Laura. I asked. Yes, we did, but she said she wasn't looking at the road so she saw nothing. But Aazir is serious. You know I am a diligent driver. I was paying attention. This girl appeared in the street from thin air. Maya said again. Maya, please stop saying this. I said sternly. Why did you not call to tell us you were fine? Mom is worried sick because they think you are a victim of an accident and you are hurt. They are on their way, coming here. I am sure they are close by already. I asked Everything happened so fast that I didn't know what to do. So Laura called mom on my behalf. Didn't know mom tot I was the victim. We were talking when Maya noticed the girl trying to touch her head. So Maya ran towards her. You are awake! Maya said. Let me get the doctor. Maya said to her. Maya ran to get the Dr while I waited for them. Within mins, Maya returned with the doctor. The doctor started examining her but then she fell back into unconsciousness. She is still a bit unstable. We have taken a CT scan and we will get the CT result soon, and we will know if the hit on her head has caused any fatal damage to her, the Dr said. Thank you, Dr. I said, and he left the room. I walked close to her and I noticed something shiny clutched up in her hands. What is that, I wondered? I gently opened her hand and it was an emerald stone. It stopped shining immediately I held it. I gently placed it back in her hands and it started shining again. What just happened? I thought. So I removed it from her hand again and it stopped shining again. So I placed it back in her hands and it started shining again. What just happened? Maya said. I don't know, I replied. Let's try removing the stone from her hand again. Maya said. This time, Maya removed the stone from her possession. Immediately, the stone stopped shining again. Maya placed it back in her hand and immediately the stone came in contact with her it started shining again. Maya tried repeating the process but this time, the girl held the stone tightly in her hand so that none of us could remove it again. This is creepy! Aazir, now you see what I am saying. There is something mysterious about this girl. She had no single ID on her, not even a phone. Who doesn't have a phone in their possession these days? I mean this is the 21st century. I told you she appeared in thin air. Maya, this doesn't validate your story. Besides, everything that just happened is a result of the light reflection. I don't want to hear your story again, just drop it. I concluded. Who is this girl? I thought to myself......