Hello once again. This chapter takes place on his 21st birthday so major time skip. Thank you to all of those who are reading and I hope that you are having a nice time during this damn virus.
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~Stuart's Pov~
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*Be-I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock and winced slightly, discovering that hitting it wasn't the most painless option. I rolled slightly to look at the time only to see that it's 4:00 in the morning. I sighed and sat up, regretting it as I got a headache.
"Damn.." I muttered quietly as I looked around on my night stand to try and find the bottle of painkillers, only to not find them. I opened up the top drawer and searched in there before getting up to check the bathroom. '𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒕....' I thought to myself, sighing in relief as I found them under the sink. I thought it was quite peculiar since I don't remember leaving them there last.
After taking two of the small white pills, I went to my dresser to get some clothes on. I soon found a decent outfit that I could wear and dressed into it. It was a black shirt under a blue hoodie, white ripped skinny jeans, white converse, and some jewelry.
I headed downstairs after getting my shoes on and started to make some coffee. I sat on the counter top and thought about what to do today, since I had an off day today. Which was convenient since it's my birthday, which I wish it wasn't. I glanced to the coffee machine and hopped off the counter before going to the fidge.
I pulled out some eggs and bacon before getting a pan and a plate. I hummed quietly as I cooked the breakfast foods. I set the food on the plate after it was done cooking and got a cup of coffee. I smiled to myself, sort of proud that I hadn't burnt myself during the process.
As I ate, I wondered about if I did have a soulmate...just what if they were younger than me. I shook the thought off as it was starting to make me a bit upset. I decided that I was going to try and be happy today so I wouldn't feel like complete shit.
~Timeskip 👏everybody👏~
I laid spread out on my bed as I kept my eyes closed. I opened them just a bit and glanced to the clock which read 11:00 am. I sighed quietly and closed them again, wondering how much longer this day could possibly be.
'𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆...𝒏𝒐....𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒚.....' I thought as I stared at the inside of my eyelids. My shoulders felt a bit heavy from tiredness but I didn't mind it. I opened my eyes and glanced to the clock again. It read '11:10'. I huffed and sat up before facing my clock away from my bed.
I flung my legs off the side of the bed and started to put my shoes back on, deciding that I should go out for a bit. I stood, getting a bit dizzy as I did, and glanced at myself in the mirror. I fixed my hair and headed downstairs after picking up my phone.
I glanced around the living room before shutting off the lights and closing the front door. I walked down the pavement, thinking on where I should go. I scrunched my nose when I saw people cat calling a little girl. '𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈.....' I thought before going over to them, deciding to stop them from doing so.
"Hey, you all do know it's illegal to even think about a minor in a sexual way, yes?" I asked and stood next to the small girl. She had black hair, covered by some kind of helmet, and a red and white jacket. "So what? Is this your kid?" The guy in the driver's seat asked. I shook my head and glanced to the small girl, noticing that she was now gone. "Great. Thanks a lot you fag.." Someone in the back said. "I'm not a cigarette." I said with a small smirk before going to walk off.
I heard the car door open so I started to run for it. '𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒕.' I thought as I continued to run. I heard footsteps behind me which made me run faster. I saw Sky's street and darted down it. I ran to her house and banged on the door.
Max opened the door, looking confused, and let me in. I huffed quietly and soon caught my breath. "Sorry...I ticked off a bunch of pedophiles that were cat calling a little kid." I said and heard banging at the door. "Dammit. Don't answer that Max.." I spoke in a now shushed voice. He nodded and sat on the couch, motioning for me to sit with him. I smiled slightly and sat next to him on the couch.
~Another Timeskip~
'𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒎 𝑰 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒏?' I thought as I sat safely inside of my room. It was 11:30 pm and I had locked all of the doors. I let that thought linger as I called my best friend, Sky. She had already found her soulmate, Max.
-𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎-
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘?
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: ..𝙷𝚒.
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝙾𝚑 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐? 𝚠𝚑𝚢'𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛?
She sounded like she just woke up.
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚂𝚔𝚢. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐..
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞?
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝙸𝚛𝚘𝚗?
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝙸𝚛𝚘𝚗? 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐?
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝙽𝚘. 𝚂𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍..?
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝.
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢? 𝙱𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍.
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝙾𝚔, 𝚋𝚢𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗..
𝚂𝚔𝚢: 𝙱𝚢𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞.
-𝙴𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕-
I sighed and went to the search bar on my phone. I searched up why I would be tasting blood but there were only things about wounds inside mouths. I shut my phone off and furrowed my eyebrows as the taste of blood got replaced with whiskey. '𝑵𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒚...' I thought to myself and let the thought linger.
'𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆...𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚...?' I thought some more and soon got tired. I curled up in a ball on my bed, wondering if I should try to figure this out some more tomorrow. I decided that I will in the morning as I drifted off to sleep.
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Hi again, I hope that who ever is reading is enjoying the story so far. Thanks for reading. I'll start uploading chapters more often by the way. Anyways, have a nice day or night and bye for now lovelies!
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