I'm relying on the internet to lead me to my soulmate. Which sounds like the most messed up idea, but I believe in love. I'm one to believe in stupid little things, like fate and signs. These so called "little injuries" aren't something little as seen on my skin.
This century is different from the others in the way of love. Everything is the same except now your soulmate is put in the same state as you. Both soulmates aren't aloud to leave what so ever.
It's crazy how the government has made up this system which is the only way you know who's "yours" is by the bruises. Everyone has skin as delicate as a plum so even the slightest touch causes a bruise. They aren't easy to see and don't hurt. Unless you are inflicted with pain, the more pain the more it sticks out. I've never seen anyone with bruises like the ones I have from my inflicted partner. He must be in something so deep to have the color show up as pigmented as it is. I need to find him, I need to save him.
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Brusies
FanfictionHe must have been through a lot, I've been asked questions. About all the purple and blue marks.