Soulmate: Daniel Seavey

Part 2~Stranger

You wiped the blood on your pants and walked inside. "Y/N. You want the usual?" The barista asks you. "Yeah I just gotta use the bathroom first." You say as you head to the bathroom. You grab paper towels and wipe the blood from your hands. You scrub your hands and look up at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were red, there were cuts and gashes all over your face, your hair was messy from where he pulled it and you looked like you had been run over by a bus. You looked at yourself and broke down. More tears streamed down your face as you aggressively tried to clean up all the blood on your arms. "I can't live with him anymore." You mumble. You wipe your tears away and put on a fake smile. No one can know your the only one whose soulmate isn't really meant for you.

You walk back out and grab your drink and sit down. "Your heads bleeding." You hear a voice say snapping you out of your gaze. You look up and see a boy. His hair was brown and his eyes were blue. "You need a bandaid?" He asks you. "Yeah I uh slip and fell." You say quickly. He grabs you a couple band aids from the barista. "Thanks." You say grabbing them from him. "I'll put them on you." He says as he sits next to you. He puts a bandaid on your head and some on your arms. He was so focused on your injury's as you stared at him. He was adorable. "How long?" He asks you. "What?" You ask him confused. "How long has he been hurting you?" He asks you. "Oh no one hurt me, I fell." You say back. He looks into your eyes. "Your head injury is from someone yanking your hair. Your arms are from glass that someone threw. I'm not stupid. Your soulmate hurts you." He says as he rubs your arm. You scoot away from him.

"My soulmate is great." You say back. "I know you don't wanna admit it but the system sucks." He says as he stares at you. You look back into his blue eyes. "Your soulmate is bad too?" You ask him. "She doesn't hurt me she's just stuck up." He says as he scoots closer to you. He rubs your back softly. His touch was different from Bryces. Bryces was rough and needy, but his was soft and calming. He reached the part where Bryce dug his nails and you gasp. He slowly lifted up your shirt revealing the claw marks. "How long has he been hurting you?" He asks you.

"Since high school. He didn't do it in grade school but freshman year he changed." You whisper. "Why don't you call the police?" He asks you. "You know what they will do. They will kill me for saying the system is messed up." You say as a tear streams down your face. "I hate the tattoos. They choose who we have to love without giving us a choice." He mumbles. "I never even got your name." You say to him. "Daniel." He says as he wipes your tears away. "Y/N." You mumble. "Any other injuries?" Daniel asks you. You lower your shirt straps revealing your shoulders. Daniel looks at you with compassion. "I'm so sorry." He says as he pulls you closer to him. "Why would someone hurt something so beautiful?" He whispers.
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Daniel hates his soulmate too 😏