The String, A Story Of Soulmates

Kaylee's POV

Lukas and I stayed silent as we ate, occasionally whispering, not wanting the others to hear. I wanted to say hello to Harold, I really did. I just couldn't leave Lukas. I stayed, seeing in my peripheral vision that Lukas was playing with his food. I felt kind of bad for him.

I knew that the others probably thought something was going on between us. I couldn't blame them. It sure seemed like it.

I felt a chill run down my spine when I heard Lukas respond to Harold. A monotone and cold-sounding hello isn't really something that he would say. He always seemed fluffy, bubbly, and also sometimes serious. Not miserable, monotone, and unfriendly.

We left at the same time as everyone else. As I passed Harold, I waved to him, but he kind of just glared at me. They must've told him what they thought was going on. I bowed my head, looking at Lukas's shoes to keep track of where I was going.

As we walked to his car, I saw Amanda going with Anahi, Nairi, and Sam. I couldn't blame her for doing that. The car was silent, yet also blaring with sound. It was unbearable. They all stepped into Anahi's car, shiny and black, with a sleek design.

I looked out the window as we started driving. It was about noon.

The car had music faintly playing, and again, we occasionally whispered.

It took me about 30 minutes to realize that we weren't going back to campus. We were still on the road when we should've been back. There was no traffic. I stayed silent, getting a bit worried by his silence, and the continuous roads. I took small glances toward Lukas, seeing his slightly shaking hands on the wheel. He didn't glance back. His cold, blank eyes stared straight at the road.

I twiddled my thumbs, looking at my lap, and then back out the window.

Eventually, we took a sharp turn, and I smacked into the side of the car. Lukas took a small glance at me, his eyes wide. Once he saw I was alright, he looked back to the road, letting out a small, quiet exhale of relief. I put my hand on the car door, considering jumping out. The road wasn't packed. I could jump.

I decided to stay inside the car, pushing myself away from the door. I saw where we were. The cliff Amanda had described when she told me about the time Lukas had kissed her was pictured right in front of me.

I stood still, thinking whether or not Lukas would do something. I felt a shiver crawl down my spine as the car stopped.

I got out of the car and started to walk to the edge. Lukas followed. I sat down slowly, my chin resting on my knees.

Lukas glanced at me. I looked straight into his eyes. I saw his eyes glisten. I felt a small frown creep onto my face. A tear moved down his face, falling to the ground beneath him.

"I don't know what to do anymore...", He whispered, bowing his head.

"It's okay. You just need to act like yourself. She loves you, man.", I said, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"That's not what I meant! What if I don't love her?", He yelled.

I stared wide-eyed at him.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know anymore... I, just, when Lucy kissed me, everything changed. I started to realize that other people could love me, and I didn't have to love Amanda, if I really didn't want to. But, but she's great, but I don't know anymore.", He put his hands on his head.

"You wouldn't... cut your string, would you? Or do... what Lucy did?", I asked, and grabbed both of his shoulders, making him look up at me.

"I would never... kill myself. But, this morning, in the bathroom, I grabbed a pair of scissors, and almost cut my string. I feel horrible."

"Who would you love if you cut your string?", I asked calmly.

"I... don't know. I'm not sure, that's why I can't cut it. What if nobody else takes me?", He says in a small voice.

"You're a great person. You have a sense of humor, a bearable personality, you're nice, so many things that make you perfect. You're perfect, Lukas.", I say sternly.

I realized what I did wrong when he put his lips on mine.