Short scary/sad stories

Soulmates

There was not a single moment in his life where he was not thinking about his soulmate - or rather lack there of one-. Everyone had a soulmate, unless you had the same coloured eyes,then you didn't have one. In this world you have two completely different eye colours or in the medical way of saying is heterochromia. Mark knew he had a soulmate as one of his eyes were a dark almost black brown, his other eye was the purest green that could ever exist. Although he didn't know which eyecolour was truly his he does know that anyone with the exact shade of one of his eyes was his soulmate.

          He rushed in from the storm into the mall that was packed with people rushing to buy christmas presents for their loved ones. Mark didn't have to do that as he had know one left in his family. Sure he had friends but they all lived across the world and the gifts wouldn't even get to them in time. He walked towards the game stop looking for a new game to buy for his youtube channel as the game taht he had been playing was getting boring to play for him and his viewers. He walked into the game stop and greeted the cashier then went straight to the single player games. "Genital jousting?" he said to himself. It wasn't a single player game but it looked innappropriate enough that it would please his viewers. He stood there looking for one more game to buy when a young man walked into the store and immediately came over to the single player games. "Do you know any games?" the young man asked as he looked towards Mark. Mark turned to look at him and his eyes went wide "Holy shit" he mumbled to himself, the cashier gaspen as he looked over at them "What the fuck" the young man mumbled "That can't fucking me" Mark just noticed his accent. Irish. "I'm straighter than a spaghtti noodle" The younger man spoke up again "And noodles are straight until the get wet" the cashier snorted and Marks reply. "Our eyes must be like a slight shade off or something" the younger male added again "Could you verify this shit for us" Mark asked the cashier "Come here young lads" he said immitating the mans accent. The men walked towards the counter "Congrats, Y'all match" "The names Mark" "Sean, but call me Jack" "How the fuck is this gonna work" "No clue" "You wanna come to my place?" "Sure"

I forgot to mention that the cashier doesn't have heterochromia