Whisper✅

Prologue

Soulmates have the best stories in my opinion, they manage to go through so many trials just for the one they love. A little red string attached to their pinky leading them to their destined other half. Too bad my story wasn't like them...

Do you remember those cartoons that have those stupid ghosts with the ball and chain restraints? Yeah, well that's how I feel with my string, it was wrapped around my ankle just like in those damn cartoons, though unlike the common red string mine was blue. What happened to fate strings being red? I mean why blue of all colors? Why my ankle of all the damn places?

At the running thoughts, I let out a heavy sigh, the further away from my soulmate I got, the heavier the damn string would become. I guess after the length of time trying to find them, I just got used to the weight. It seemed natural to me and I hardly noticed it anymore.

I shoved my fisted hands into my pants pocket as I pushed myself further down the empty street. Each streetlight I passed under gave me a momentary spotlight, although I preferred the shadows better. I lived there in the shadows, it was easier to get away from the occasional prostitute who would throw themselves at me. This stupid town had a lot of them and the spotlight of the street lamp illuminated them easily, making it quite easy to catch a glimpse of them, especially when it was one that I saw almost every night on my way home. I couldn't help but stop short in my tracks, why does she have to be here now? Of all nights, why tonight? All I wanna do is go home in peace. Just once, is that too much to ask for?

Another sigh left my lips as I pushed myself forward once more, well I had to get home somehow. It was bound to happen, her spotting me I mean. And she did, her high-pitched voice ringing out into the night as she spotted me two street lights away. "Aley!"

I plastered a fake smile on my face as she ran up to me. I hated acting fake around this woman but acting cold to her just made her attention toward me worsen. "Lillian."

"How's my favorite client?" She battered her caked up make-up face up at me.

I looked around. "I don't see anyone else out here and we both know I ain't paying to get an STD or two."

"Oh, don't be like that." She chided me.

"Sorry, Lil, but tonight's been rough." I offered an apology.

"All the more reason to become my favorite customer." She smiled up at me 'innocently'.

"I said no." I pushed her to the side as I moved past her to leave. I just wanted to go home and sleep away the day.

"But..."

"I said fuck off Lily, don't make me say it again," I growled lowly, which made her finally back off.

I was finally able to finish my walk home. Two blocks until my next right turn followed by another. Once home came into view, I let out what felt like the hundredth sigh tonight. Somedays I wish it would just get better, between the fate string and my job. I was already stressed out enough, but you throw Lillian into the mix it all just gets more difficult.

I collapsed into bed moments after walking through my front door. Thoughts flooded my mind of what it would like to finally meet my soulmate. Would she be just as pretty as I've pictured her to be? Would she be happy that a nobody like me was her soulmate? Or that had given so little effort in finding her when the very thought of having her scared me? I wanted to find her, yes, I really did but there were reasons as to why I never actively pursued her. And with those thoughts in mind, I let them drift me into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until morning that I woke up, a loud bang being the cause of my rousal. What the fuck was that?

I sat up, rubbing tiredly at my eyes as I listened for a moment. When I didn't hear another sound, I rolled back over to fall asleep once more. I usually slept until noon on my days off, much like today, but when another loud band sounded I knew I wouldn't be that lucky today.

I tossed the covers to the side as I padded across my small apartment to find the location of the noise. Once again it sounded off and I came face to face with my living room wall. What the fuck? I guess that answers my question about where the noise was coming from, now the answer is just why. Before I could even investigate further another bang sounded and I watched as the pictures on my wall shuddered. Is it someone next door? The bangs continuously got closer together until I had had enough of it all.

Still shirtless from waking up, I marched myself over to my neighbor's door before pounding on the door. The first round of knocks went unnoticed followed by the second and third yet on knock number four the door swung open.

"I get it, damn I heard ya the first time!" A voice growled out the moment the door was open.

I stood there staring up at a male taller than myself by about half a foot, and I stood at a whopping five foot nine. Not only was he taller than me but he, too, was shirtless and I couldn't help but take notice of the sweat dripping down his torso.

"What do you want?" He growled yet again, making me rip my eyes away from his chest to meet his stormy gray eyes. "Earth to small fry." He waved a hand in front of my face. "What do you want?"

I shook my head, I needed to answer him but why was I over here again? And as if on cue, I heard the reason with a louder bang than in my apartment. "That." I piped up trying to see past his giant frame of a body that blocked my view from inside the apartment. "What is that sound?"

"Helping a friend move in." He said dully yet another bang sounded. "Moving furniture."

"And making that much noise?" I questioned.

He nodded. "Yep."

I glared up at him, not sure of what to say further than our conversation. He didn't have to be a dick about it, all I was doing was asking. Maybe I should say something about keeping it down.

"Anything else you need?" He grumbled before shifting from foot to foot. "I'd like to get back to work if you don't mind."

"Yeah, whatever." I grumbled back before turning my back on him. "Just keep quiet, will ya?" And I let it slip just like I was planning not to do.

"How about go fuck yourself, buddy." He mumbled his words before slamming the door shut behind me.

"Jackass," I stated to no one as I walked back over to my apartment, the noise still ringing through the silent rooms. "Fuck you, buddy!" And at that, I felt content but with the knowledge of knowing I won't be able to go back to bed, I made my way over to the kitchen. Might as well make myself some breakfast and then start off my day.