Soulmate

Chapter 47: Hot Pink Bra

Alexander

    My hands were shaking as I helped my mom do the dishes, neither of us mentioned the fact that I was supposed to meet my soulmate today. No one wanted to get their hopes up again and that was my fault. She didn't even mention making dinner for her, or for me to have her come over, but she couldn't probably handle it if I didn't meet her. If I don't meet her, then my mom has no chance to have grand-kids who will be close to her. She won't have kids running around here again. Her mutation will get worse.

    Breakfast was over and the kids were playing, but my head was spinning. How was today going to go? Would I actually meet my soulmate, or would she be hauled off to the Genetic Anomaly Laboratory? I didn't want anything bad to happen to her. Even though I haven't met her yet, I feel close to her, and I wish I could've been there for her. I'm sure she was terrified going into the laboratory. And I wasn't there for her. I should have been there for her.

    "Hey Mom, are you planning anything for tonight? I thought about bringing my soulmate over unless you don't want me to," I suggested, listening to my voice shake. Why was I nervous talking to my own mother? Was I nervous because I found out about her mutation, or was it because I was simply nervous about my soulmate? Probably a little of both.

    She chewed on her lip as she scrubbed at the dishes. "Well, your dad told me not to plan anything like last time, but I would like you to bring her here if she would be comfortable with that. I know Cheyenne really wants to meet her," she rambled as she focused all of her attention on the task ahead of her.

    I nodded my head as I dried and put away plates. "Yeah, of course. I'm sure she'll want to meet all of you," I muttered even though I had no idea. I don't know anything about my soulmate, so I couldn't make that assumption about her. All I could do was hope she would be the way I imagined her. Hopefully, she will at least like my family, but I wouldn't blame her if she doesn't. We are all crazy here.

    She finally met my gaze, and nodded her head as if she understood all of my thoughts even though she doesn't know half of the things I'm thinking. "Alex, you can go ahead. I'll finish the dishes. I know you had plans with Patrick, so you can go," she insisted, smiling as if she was amused by me. But I knew her smile wasn't real. None of this was real. Our whole family was based off of a lie. One mutation.

    I tried to shake the thoughts from my head, but I smiled back at my mom. Lies, all lies. "Oh, okay, thank you Mom. Have a nice day," I replied and then I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. Ian and Viena didn't even notice me as I slipped out the front door and to my car. Patrick asked me to take him to the gym even though I wasn't in the mood for working out. All I wanted to do was meet my soulmate and then maybe take a nap.

    Even though it was the middle of the week, my job gave me the day off because they know what is happening, they know I have to meet her. If I don't, then she could be sent to the Genetic Anomaly Laboratory. All I can say is I hope she's met her target percentages or I can't save her, even though I really want to. I worked during the night, and I'll work again tonight, but my soulmate will surely be asleep by the time I head to work.

    The radio was blasting some rock song, but I couldn't pay attention to the lead singer's raspy voice as he yelled at me. What kind of music would my soulmate listen to? Did she like country or rock? Pop or folk? Did she even like music? I suppose she doesn't have to, but then what could I talk to her about? What were we supposed to talk about? Was this going to be awkward? I can't remember if Patrick told me if it was awkward for him and Sharla, but I doubt it was. They were too perfect for each other.

    I pulled up to the apartment building just as he was walking outside, looking like he had barely gotten out of bed, but I wouldn't say anything to him about it. "Hey," I greeted as he climbed into my car and buckled in.