My Soulmate is a Prince

Chapter 4

Shana's POV 

 13 years old 

 I bought myself a small butterscotch fresh cream cake to celebrate my birthday. You may be wondering how I got enough money to buy myself something luxurious.

Well, I got employed at McDonald's. They pay a minimum wage but I'm still grateful to finally get a job. I saved 10% of my salary for emergencies and spend the rest for basic necessities. And the $3k my parents gave me, yup. They're all gone. There was about a month before I got employed where I survived only eating from what my garden provided. Thank God it was fruit season. 

Aiden and I have gotten close in the last 5 years. He has become my best friend and my best talking buddy whenever I feel so lonely. At times, he doesn't respond right away but he does, eventually. 

His birthday is in a month and he would soon turn 18. He asked me for my phone number but I told him that I can't get a phone as the minimum age was 15 to buy my own phone with line and to pay for phone bills. I took a bite of my cake and I moaned as to how delicious it was. Soft sponge cake with the fresh cream melting in my mouth.

Scrumptious!

I ate on the couch by the window, observing some of the raindrops on my windows. The sound of the slight breeze sipping through the smallest opening in the window and rain hitting the window, is calming. I love when it rains. It just makes me feel as if the sky could relate to my loneliness.

I forced myself out from the couch and into the bathtub. I know I shouldn't waste water but I rarely use the tub. I just want to treat myself on this special day, you know? It's fine once in a while. 

 The scent of pumpkin candles elevated my feelings. I dipped my foot in the water, instantly feeling the heat, fully immersing the rest of my body. It reminded me of how good it feels to have the body surrounded by hot water, especially around the color bone and upper neck area just below where the hair starts growing. Such a great way to unwind. 

 I was in there for about an hour whilst listening to my favourite tracks on my mp3, and started singing out loud "Be Alright by Dean Lewis" as it played: 

'And I feel the color draining from my face 

And my friend said I know you love her but it's over, mate

 It doesn't matter, put the phone away 

 It's never easy to walk away, let her go It'll be alright'

I always used to listen to that song when I felt very lonely. The mp3 has always been my companion throughout the years and at times when I became extra lonely, I imagined it as my imaginary soulmate singing to me. That's how alone I felt sometimes, but that was before I knew about my soulmate existing.

Now? Now I imagine it as my actual soulmate, despite the lack of knowledge of how he looks. All I know is that he is hot as hell. It has been 6 years since my parents left me. I stared at my 7th birthday present whilst trying to recall the fun moments I had with mum and dad. A tear started to roll down my cheeks. I wiped it away and pulled out the drain hole cover of my tub. I dried myself and put on my soft pajamas that I recently purchased on sale.

The hour hand pointed at 9pm and I tucked myself in bed to get ready for my opening shift tomorrow. I hugged the pillow and wrapped my legs tightly around the thick, soft blanket. Clinging to it hard while imagining it as my soulmate, lean muscles, dark-blonde hair and an innocent face, then his smile got on my thoughts, ah! his smirk.

 I got so excited "EEEEEE" came out of my mouth automatically as I freaked out in my mind and clung harder onto my pillow and blanket. I was so excited, it had me wanting to curl into a small ball and dig all the way into my bed's layers.