Whisper✅

Chapter Three

Leo's P.O.V.

Blue, it was one of my favorite colors, yet it was a color I hated at the same time. The color blue told me of a story, of a fate string that would lead me to the one I was destined to spend the rest of my life with. So, why did I hate it? Why did I hate the blue string that tied itself around my ankle, indicating there was another soul that walked this planet that was meant for me? Night after sleepless night I dreamed repeatedly about finding my soulmate, even though I never wanted to find him.

Him?

Him!

I had known for years now that my soulmate would be of the same gender, that didn't faze me at least not until later in life. But how did I know it was him and not her? Growing up, I always wondered why my string was blue while everyone else's was red. It wasn't until I asked almost every couple I met, that I found the answer. Where most held a red string, people who were meant to share a life with the same gender had the color blue. It was to hold them different from the rest but not a lot of people explored the idea of the blue string and it was because of that that my soulmate would most likely know nothing of who his soulmate really was. I guess that's why I hated blue so much, it told me on a daily basis that I would be more than a surprise to the one I was destined with.

I guess knowing everything that I did about my fate string, I assume that was why I stopped looking. I didn't have faith in how I would react to seeing my soulmate for the first time. But the older I got the less I cared about the fact that my string was blue and more about the tradition my family held with their soulmates. My family hated the thought of fate picking out lifelong companions for us and so we took that into our own hands by ending the fate string where it all started.

I sighed heavily, I needed to get out of my head. I needed to enjoy this stupid party that I had been dragged to by one of my friends. Why did Jason have to be one of my best friends? And why did he have to bring me with him and not his soulmate, Emma? Speaking of Jason, where the hell was he? I heard his voice, but I couldn't spot him anywhere but then again, I wasn't looking very hard as I felt a tug at my string. Was my soulmate here? Was he really here right now?

My eyes searched the crowded site the party was held at, where was he? Who was I looking for? It was in that moment that I figured following the fate string would be easier than sending myself on a wild goose chase looking for someone I knew nothing of. And so, my eyes dropped down to my ankle and I followed it behind me.

I turned my body, my right arm resting on the back of my chair to steady myself as I came to meet the one and only. His steel blue eyes widened as did mine. It had to be the little shit from this morning, the one who had come over in the moving process of Jason's little brother. Was I fated to this whiny ass? How had we not noticed then? Were we so annoyed and pissed off at the other we ignored the warning signs of our strings?

"You," His honey-like voice filled my ears, making me flinch, but he didn't notice.

"Just my fucking luck." I found myself laughing out bitterly. It had to be him of all people? I guess now was the time to push him away as I've planned no matter how much it will hurt in the end. It was the only way I could think of that could protect him from my family. "And here I thought I'd get some cute ass babe."

"Sorry to disappoint you there lover boy but it's not like you weren't the only one expecting someone else. You're not my cup of tea either." He lashed out, eyes conveying his hurt.

My heart sank, a little at his words, even as another bitter laugh left my lips and even as I pushed myself from my chair to walk over to him. Our bodies were inches from one another, my own hovering over his body that stood inches shorter than me. It was kind of a turn on having him shorter than me, but I couldn't think of that now, not ever again. "Don't think this will go anywhere, soulmate."