Prologue: Lost & Found

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"If it's real, it will never be over."

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Alex's POV

It was late at night. I remember every detail so clearly.

The yelling, the fight,

the rain.

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I felt it all. And I thought I'd lost everything.

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I ate another piece of chocolate,  hoping it would help ease the pain of not seeing him, not hearing him, not seeing him smile, but most of all...

The pain of knowing it was all my fault...

And I could do nothing to fix it...

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(Alex's POV)

"Son?" I heard my boss, George Washington call from outside my office door.

"The door's open." I said blankly.

I heard him come in, papers rustling as most were scattered across the floor. I sat at my desk, staring at nothing.

"I thought I told you not to call me that." I mumbled, quietly, my eyes tiredly scanning over the paper in my hands, my glasses sitting at the bridge of my nose. I began to write something when he gently took my hand, forcing me to stop. Then let go as he continued to speak.

"Look, Alexander I'm serious about what I told you last week, I worry about you, you know that?" He said, exasperated.

I braved a glance, his umber eyes, staring at me with a worried but serious gaze.

My eyes darted back to my desk, too nervous to look back at him.

"I... " I searched my mind for something to say to him.

Nothing.

For the first time in my life I was speechless. I already knew what he was going to say, it's what all my friends have been saying...

"Alexander, I want to you take a break, perhaps a month off." He said, exactly as I predicted.

I nodded, gently shifting my gaze up to him, there was no point in fighting with him anymore.

"I understand sir.."

I stood up, then grabbed my coat and my bag off the coat hanger. I was about to leave before I felt a hand pull me back.

I looked up to see none other than Washington, hugging me tightly.

I was startled, but then gave in and hugged him back.

"Take care of yourself son," George said, messing up my hair before letting me go.

"I will sir." I said, managing a small smile.

He smiled back at me, waving.

I felt my eyes glaze over with tears. I blinked them away before he or anyone could see, then turned around and headed out to the busy streets of New York.

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When I finally managed to get home, I flung my bag at the sofa. Then I took my coat off and did threw it in the sofa's direction, missing as it landed on the coffee table.

I let out a loud sigh, then walked over to my room, throwing myself at the maroon colored sheets. The room smelled of coffee, but clearly it hadn't taken much effect as I felt just as tired as I did before I made it.

I looked over at the night stand, glancing over at few items of relevance to me. Specifically one.

It was a picture of John. It was taken on our first date.

It was late October, the 28th to be exact. I had no idea it was John's birthday because John hadn't said anything the day prior on where he wanted to go, so I took him to the park.

A little later, I took a picture of him standing under the trees with the ginger leaves caught in his curls.

I hadn't realized I had started crying until I couldn't control myself as I started sobbing uncontrollably.

Eventually when I had worn myself out, passing out on the sheets that were now soaked with tears,

And a shattered frame lay scattered across the wooden floor.

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I woke up the next morning and started getting ready for work..but then I realized I had the month off.

So instead of leaving the house, I made myself a cup of coffee and started to write down some of my thoughts on a napkin.

Sometimes it helps clear my mind of things that bother me.

I ended up tearing the napkin and then thought of typing all my thoughts down.

I decided against that, not wanting to pass out at my computer again like I did a few days ago. So I decided to go on a walk.

I mean...what's the worst that could happen?

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(Thomas' POV)

I looked over at the trees, walking home from a long day of work. They seemed to be changing from their bright, summer leaves to the leaves of autumn, colored in shades of crimson, to blazing yellow.

A leaf fell to my shoulder, an orange leaf that's already begun wilting, as shown on the brown streaks across its surface.

I hadn't really been paying attention when I ran into someone.

I was even more surprised when I realized who it was...

"Alex?"

A/N: Hi, so this is my new story...sorry this is such a short chapter, and I'm not sure how often I'll update, with school and everything but I'll try my best to post on weekends or when I have the time, or ideas...lol XD

I hope this is better than Love is Love...but for those who did like that story, I am going to make a sequel, but it might take time. So don't expect frequent updates when I do post it and this.

I did so much editing so....I'm sorry it's so late.😅

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