Red String of Fate - Trafalgar Law x Reader

Chapter One

-Chapter One-

"You see that string wrapped tightly around your finger. Only you can see it and no one else, that string is very special because it holds something very dear to it on the other end."

You tiredly blinked your [Eye Color] eyes as you boredly stared at the flimsy red piece of string that emitted a light reddish glow around it in the darkness of your room. The bright red numbers on your alarm clock read three-fifty in the morning. Those words, the same ones your mother had told you when you were only a child still rung out in your mind as you turned your hand, watching as the string swayed with your movements. Your eyes followed it as it stretched all the way across your room and through your bedroom wall, leading to whatever it was tied to on the other end. You never knew what was on the other end of this red string, only that it was something that was supposed to be very dear and special to you.

You raised your other hand and pinched the piece of string between your fingers before pulling it downwards and releasing it. It shout back up and vibrated a little from your action. With a sigh you turned onto your side and stared at the alarm clock watching as the numbers slowly changed. Your eyes started to droop as you gave a silent yawn and begin to finally drift off to sleep.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Your eyes snapped opened as you released a loud groan. It felt like you had just fallen asleep just a few minutes ago and it was already six-thirty. You didn't react when your bedroom door that thrown open and the chipper voice of your mother ranged out in your ears. "Wake up sweetie! Aren't you excited for your first day at your new school?"

"No" you grunted as you flipped onto your stomach and buried your face into your pillow. You listened to your mother shuffle around as she turned off your alarm clock that had still been blaring. And soon you listened as she shuffled over to you and patted your back.

"Come on now, you won't be able to make new friends while just laying there" you heard your mother coo as she patted your back once again, this time a bit harder than before. Sucking in a deep breath your turned your head to the side and stared up at your mother with a pleading look that just begged for her to let you stay home. "That's not going to work, [Your Name]. Now get dressed" she said as she straightened herself out and left your room, lightly closing the door behind her.

"For a single mother, she sure is chipper" you grumbled as you rolled off of your bed and onto the floor. For a minute you didn't move as you just laid on the hard wooden floor, waiting for something to happen so you wouldn't have to go to school. The thought of meeting new people and being in a new surrounding frightened you a little. Pushing yourself up and onto your knees, you leaned against your bed and pressed your forehead against it while shutting your eyes for a minute. "Why did we have to move?" you asked yourself.

When you didn't receive an answer you heaved another sigh before fulling standing and trotting over to your already opened suitcase. You and your mother had just moved into this apartment complex about a two days ago and despite having two days to unpack you were more busy getting school supplies instead of unpacking your things. Today was the first day back to school, new faces and new places to explore...yeah today sure was going to be fun. Picking up your suitcase you walked back over to your bed and sat the suitcase on top of it. Soon you started to search through your clothes, looking for something comfortable to wear for the day.

You smiled a little as you settled on a pair of jeans and a [Favorite Color] long sleeved shirt that had [Second Favorite] hearts scattered around it. Stripping out of your pajamas you started to get dressed.

-Time Skip-

You stared at yourself in the thin full body mirror. Your backpack was around your shoulders along with a small pocketbook that had the spare keys to the apartment, phone, and a few other things that weren't exactly necessary but you still carried with you. You ran your fingers through your [Hair Length] [Hair Color] hair as you fluffed it out a bit before exiting your room and out into the living room. The apartment was small, your room was attached to the living room while your mother's bedroom was on the other side. The kitchen was connected to the living room and you could see your mother sitting at the small dinner table with the newspaper sprawled out  in front of her.