Unexpected fate (prinxiety)

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Virgil's POV

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The clock's constant ticking rang through my head. The only thing I could focus on was what the main thing i wanted to distract myself from. It wasn't a clock on the wall, it wasn't a clock on a tower. It was the clock embedded into the flesh of my wrist.

Everyone has these clocks, everyone has different views about them. Most people I have met beam with excitement and joy when asked how much time they have left on their clock. Others felt dread and anxiety, just like me.

The moment all those numbers turn to zero's, I will have the person I am destined to be with standing before me. My soulmate.

Why do i have to be tied to someone? Why did the universe get to choose who you are with, can I not choose for myself? This person is a stranger that the elders say i will love with all my heart and soul for the rest of my life.

I don't want a soulmate.

I wish to choose the person I love but most people i have even the slightest of romantic interest in all want to find the person perfect for them. Their precious soulmate. I met this one guy, he shared the same views as me. We become a couple! Of course it wasn't perfect and there may have been more bad times that outweigh the good but I was willing to keep trying.

Turns out, he ran into a small brunette when he exited a coffee shop and bumped into her, spilling his coffee over her pure white sweater. How do I know this? I was there, watching. I watched as they heard a loud ding -I heard it too- both instantly tugging at their sleeves like animals. Both their times were up. He found his soulmate. With my heart clinging onto a tiny bit of hope that he would walk away in disgust, I watched as he pulled out his phone. Within a few seconds he shoved the object back into his coat pocket then proceeded to help the fallen girl.

My phone vibrated. Swiping open the messaging app, i saw that he had texted me. Telling me that it was over, he had found the one he had instantly felt sparks with.

Staring in horror, I noticed people of all ages around them realised what had happened. The crowd clapped and cheered, wishing them congratulations.

Thinking of no other choice of what to do, i turned sharply and bolted. I ran as fast as my scrawny legs could carry me. That didn't last long however, I collapsed onto the grass of an empty park. Instead of feeling blades of grass, i felt needles. However, I couldn't bring myself to care as i laid flat on my back with tears flowing as naturally as breathing.

I lost track of time. I don't know how long I laid there for, just casually crying an ocean in a kids playground. My limbs burned and ached as they argued against me about the idea of getting up. Managing to finally succeed at the task, I acknowledged the grass all over my clothes but once again; I couldn't care less.

Dragging my feet along, I made it to my front door. Barging it open after unlocking it, my mother's head whipped towards me after hearing a bang. The sound coming from the door hitting the hollow wall.

About to scold me for the potential outcome of me damaging the wall or the door, she stopped in her tracks after she saw the state I was in. My eyes clouded with a large range of not so happy emotions while they were also bloodshot due to my previous sobbing. I stared, softly letting out a small whimper, as I watched her put down everything as she rushed towards me.

"Oh my gosh, baby..." She softly spoke as i felt her arms wrap around the dip of my waist, pulling me closer to her taller body. Swaying left and right, she held me in her tender embrace as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. The smell I recognise as home instantly filling my nostrils. My mother's perfume grandma gave her when she found out my mum was pregnant with me.

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