*TRIGGER WARNING*
*Unknown's P.O.V.* (I'm pretty sure you know who it is but I'm just gonna keep it unknown until she meets him)
I'm with my brothers and honestly I'm bored. My soulmate hasn't written anything in a couple days. She's okay with the age difference, that's good. But I wonder if I said something wrong. I don't think I said anything offensive. Did I?
As I'm stuck in my thoughts I feel a sharp pain in my arm. I look down slits in my arms appear, but no blood. I don't understand. How can this happen? I run up to Sebastian and show him.
"I don't know what's going on. Why are there slits in my arms but no blood? I didn't hit my arms on anything. But it hurts like HELL." I say worried.
"Well, it appears that your soul mate self harms." He says while looking down at his phone. "It says here the wounds will remain open with no blood until your soul mate is better in their state of mind. So basically when she calms down, your arms will heal, but hers won't."
"Really? I never thought cuts and wounds would transfer. I guess I'll have to ask her when she's better?" I question.
"I guess." Sebastian says solemnly
*Rosaliya's P.O.V.*
I can't take it. I've been clean for three months. But the voices are back. I give in. I walk towards the bathroom. Something is telling me don't do it, but the voices are telling me I'm worthless and I should. What do I do? I cut. Six times. I cut my arms six times. Afterwards I'm worried. What if I injured my soul mate? I remember seeing something that injuries transfer temporarily. Ugh. I'm so stupid. Three months gone to waste. I'm going to take a nap to get this off of my mind.
*Time Skip*
I wake up to a familiar tickle on my wrist. I glance down and remember the situation that took place just a couple of hours ago. On top of my self inflicted wounds I see a familiar hand writing. Are You Okay? I realized he knows. I write through the pain saying, I'm fine, I'm just upset. I've been three months clean and I went and fucked that up. I wait for a reply. And I get one. I know that feeling, I promise you'll get through it. I'm three years clean. If I can get through it I know you can too. I haven't even met you yet but, I know you're a strong and beautiful woman. I know it's hard to stop. I'm not asking you to stop. I just want you to talk to me when you have that feeling. And hopefully I can help talk you out of it. I tear up. That is literally the best thing anyone has said to me. I haven't even met you yet and I Love You. That is the sweetest thing anyone has said to me. I say. I love you too Ma Cherie. I'm dead. He is literally the best person ever,
I turn up my music that is playing on my speakers. It's on shuffle and a band I've never heard of before called Palaye Royale stars playing. I feel like I've just heard the voice of an Angel. This man's voice is so unique. I look the band up. And soon enough I've fallen into a pit of fangirling. I've discovered that the leadsinger's name is Remington, the drummer's name is Emerson, and the guitarist's name is Sebastian. I wonder why I've become so fond of them.
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Hope you enjoyed! If you have read my other story you know my laptop has been not working for a while now. But I got it to work again so yay!
All The Love,
-❤Anna
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Fanfiction*Clocks. Soul mates. Time.* Rosaliya might not know who her soul mate is. But, she has already seen him before. She's a fangirl. She's read countless fanfictions on him. But she doesn't know that he, is her soul mate. He's in a band. He's always mo...
