𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 2

-The continuous flowing sand stopped, and slowly the small golden grains of time trickled upward. The flow of time had turned-

15 years after ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙

It's all because of a stupid curse. A really stupid curse that probably isn't even real. But even so it's this 'curse' that's defined every moment of my seventeen years of life so far.

It's the reason my parents died before there time, and my fathers parents before them, and there parents before them.

It's practically woven into my DNA that I, along with whatever unlucky soul destined to be with me will die a tragic death.

So in some way it seems natural that after practically raising me Katie is so protective. She can't have kids, and has told me I'm the closest she will ever get to one. But even so, ever since I hit my teenage years she's been getting more anxious. Not that I understand why.

Recently she gave me a bizarre set of rules to follow, saying breaking them would be the end of life as I know it.

1. Time traveling to alter history, cause fame/wealth, murder people, is forbidden.

2. If your soulmate dies you can not turn back time to save them.

A bit dramatic if you ask me.

I don't know how I could get into that much trouble if I time traveled back and killed Hitler. Or Stalin. I feel like that should be a moment where I get an award, not a 'your life is going to end'.

But I haven't done it...yet so perhaps there's more to my life then what's happened so far.

A small chuckle escapes my lips, my eyes focusing onto the gleam of the pocket watch in my hand, a family heirloom that had been passed down by who knows how long. I watch as the hand on the clock slowly ticks down.

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

I felt the urge to throw it, to get rid of it and give Katie a smug, 'Oh that old thing? I lost it' look. But I knew that wouldn't do any good, nothing would. Not to mention that it was the only thing I had left from my parents.

I rested my head back against the bark of the oak tree and let out an exasperated sigh. I wonder what it would be like, meeting my soulmate. What would she would look like? What would it be like? Meeting her....

I bet she has a beautiful smile.

"Hey, is that you Aspen? Fuck why is it always so hard to find you" James calls out to me as he crosses the green lawn, making his way towards me.

James was possibly the only human other then Katie that I was found off, but even sometimes I didn't think that was true. With his brown hair and unwavering, 'Prince Charming' look he managed to not just woo all the girls our age, but even the teachers. I suppose I'm glad I met him years ago, it was easier to see what he was really like beneath his usual unwavering persona.