Find me. // girlxgirl

Prologue

This story will be in Laura's POV.

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"I've told you, you're partially colour blind sweets, there's nothing we can do about it.." My mom says with a guilty expression, that is when I loose it.

"I've lived with not seeing the colour blue for sixteen years. Everyone, including you, has told me that I'm partially colour blind yet you can't give me an explanation to any of my questions!" I shout angrily at my mother.

"It's not fair! Everyone else at school sees normally and I don't, the least you can do for me is tell me why! Tell me the truth and not this bullshitting lie I've been told all my life because I know it's not true anymore! I haven't heard of anyone who has vision like mine so why can't you fix it." I'm getting more angry by the second.

"There has never been a person with vision like mine that was partially colour blind mom."

My mother stands in front of me speechless, she's on the verge of tears but so am I, so I continue.

"Colour blind people don't see grey, they see the wrong colours. Partially colour blind people don't see grey instead of one colour out of them all either! I've heard lots about the colour blue, it can be light or dark or even pale but all I see is different shades of grey! It's not right and I want to know what's wrong with me! I'm so lost, you don't even understand!" That's when I break down crying.

It's actually more like ugly sobbing into my mothers arms. I've known this information for a while now but I didn't confront my mother until now, it's making me confused and so lost with myself.

People make fun of me at school for it and they ask questions but most of them I can't answer accept for the simple ones like 'what colour do you see instead of blue?' Or 'are you colour blind?' And stupid questions like that.

I don't even know the answers to the complicated questions because I don't actually know what's wrong with me. Sorry to all the people I gave false information to.

"I'm so sorry, so so sorry." She says and I've calmed down a little bit, now I'm just crying and occasionally letting out small sobs.

I believed everything I was told about my condition until I did some research on the subject of colour blindness and it's more common for males and it's passed down from parents (generation) but my mother nor my father are colour blind or partially colour blind.

I've asked if I was adopted (which I'm not) to stop my confusion but nothing made sense. It got me lost, what am I? What disease do I have? What's wrong with me? Why does it have to be me? I was just so confused and I want to end that, now.

When I stop crying completely, I feel very tired but I stand up straight because I know I won't sleep without any answers anyway.

"I'm sorry Laura, I really am. Me and your father thought it would be best to keep it a secret because you're one of a kind and we though if we told you that you had something more common you wouldn't be teased and people would believe what you said you have." She lets a few tears fall even though I can tell she's trying to stay strong.

"You can't see the colour blue because that's what colour your soulmates eyes are." My brown eyes go wide as it processes.

"How does this work then? Will I ever see the colour blue?" I ask, scared and worried.

"Yes, you will. This has happened before to a few people. If your soulmate dies, you'll start seeing the colour blue the moment it happens. If your soulmate doesn't die, which is the more likely situation, when you look into his or her eyes for the first time, you'll see that shade of blue and then you'll look around and see all shades of blue." She explains, I calm at her words but I'm still worried.

"What if I can't find the person? Does the person see like I do? like do they not see brown? Will I be the only one who knows they're my soulmate? Will they know too? What if the person hates me?" I ask some of my many questions.

"We don't know. The person won't hate you, it has never happened whether they know or don't know you're their soulmate. They told me it's impossible for the other person to hate you. You'll eventually meet the person, we don't know where or when but we're sure it'll happen." She gives me a warm smile to reassure me.

"You're tired sweets, go take a nap. I'll wake you up for dinner and after dinner we can talk more about this with your father." She tells me nicely.

I nod and walk past her and head up the stairs to my room.