Chay desperately looked at the old pendulum clock checking out if the needle hit 12. There is two more minutes; two more minutes for him to start the ritual, two more minutes for him to wait.
Waiting waiting waiting is what chay has done his whole life until now. As a child he waited; waited for his parents to be awake from their sleep not knowing that they won't, not knowing that they were on their eternal sleep. As a high schooler he waited; waited for his Hia to come back from his part-time job so that he can ramble about his day and Porsche would listen to him.
Yes,Porsche did listen to him but not in a way he wanted, not in a way Chay expected Prosche to be. Well, he can't blame Porsche though. Porsche was tired, tired running arround the whole day
studying and doing every work he could so that he can meet his and his little brother's needs, but he forgot wanting a good listener who can attentively and patiently listen was also one of Chay's needs too..
When Chay became a uni student Porsche leave him only with a letter saying that he's going somewhere far away to work and he will be not able to contact him. It's been 6 months after Porsche left there is no calls no text messages only thing that made sure he is alive is the share of money that monthly came into Chay's bank account..
Chay was lonely; so lonely his whole life. He waited and waited for someone his whole life, someone apart from his parents and brother, someone
he thought who's born for him,
Someone who's a part of his own soul..
Yes,Chay believed in soulmates concept. He had been waiting for that person his whole life; for that person to come and comfort him in a way he wanted, accompany him like how he needed, kiss him like how his soul starved..
Chay heard there is a ritual practiced in Halloween night
that will help you see how your future soulmate look's like. He got excited so excited that he decided to try it and now he's gonna see that person in two minutes.
When the needle hit 12 the clock made a loud sound startling Chay a little. Chay who had been looking for this very moment excitedly lit the scented candle and ate the eight pieces of apple which he had cut into nine then he closed his eye's throwing the 9th piece in the direction of the large mirror which situated right before him..
Chay hoped, hoped that when he opens his eye's he'll see the one he have been looking for his whole life. He hoped this ritual isn't just a myth like those grandmother's stories..
He flutter open his eye's with the little hope he have been holding on to..
Chay looked at the mirror seeing the black fog covering it's clear reflective surface and then slowly turning into silhouette of a man. Little by little the dark silhouette turned
Into a very handsome man.
Chay gasped looking at the man in mirror never in his life has he ever seen such a beauty; he is beautiful so beautiful like that of a moonless night sky.
He is beautiful but mysterious,
Scary but soothing, he seems lonely just like Chay. Chay can be his moon if he allow Chay to be; Chay can be the only moon that shine's brighter in his night sky spreading light in the darkness. Chay fixed his gaze on those obsidian eyes; they seems dark, mysterious, cold and murderous,but Chay find them comforting, soothing and safe.
Chay want to throw himself at the man he see's in the mirror.
He barely know that man but feels like he had known him for
Hundred's and thousands of year's. Chay want to run his hands through his long hair tie them into a ponytail so that he can watch those obsidian eyes clearly. Chay is so touch starved his soul is so touch starved that he want to run his hands through the black silk shirt of the man, wanting to feel him close close so close..
His gaze fell into those lips which curved into a smirk. So kissable? he thought gulping down the saliva he don't know he was holding on to. Chay is mesmerized; mesmerized by the man he see's through the mirror it's like he is on a spell.
He walked close to the mirror and placed his palm on it, trying to feel the man as much as he can.
