Whirlwind

Them

Kate's P.O.V.

Slowly smoothing down my skirt I shyly open the door to my wardrobe stepping out with my head down as my bangs fall into my face. I wonder where he slept last night, did he sleep in my bed?! Oh no I hope not that'd be way too awkward when I don't even know his name!

As I walked into the kitchen from my room I could see that my soulmate was sat at the breakfast bar staring at the ceiling, I could understand why he was though. I sat on the floor and started to eat my food, it was strange to be sitting in a comfortable silence with my soulmate without me having to chatter and giggle all the time.

I could tell he wanted to talk about something but wasn't sure how, I push my plate to the side and climbed onto the chair beside to comfort him in skme way. This seemed comfort him and me by far; we both just sit there in a comfortable silence while I hugged him shyly and he pated my head every now and then.

"Little one? When we have to go back out to get some shopping where do you want to go and also what do you want to wear?." As I hear him say this I look up wiping the sleep away from my eyes nodding.

I sat there in his arms now after he'd moved me from the chair to his lap for the second time today, if I'm honset I felt safe and comfortable. He started talking about the route we'd have to take to get to the store and how I could stay here if I wanted to, it was strange how he'd already thought of where he was going to take me when we had just started talking about it. Even though I was only slightly older than him it felt strange for him to be worrying about where we were going to go when it wasn't his fault that I hadnt got taken care of my own food shopping.

I wouldn't mind staying at the house, but then there would always the thought that I could always fall back on my soulmate when I needed him. But he didn't really know about what was happening. I know he was nervous about the fact that we both had to stay in the same house when we didn't know each other. I know it would be too much for my brother Andy if I just told him straight away.

But he needed to know in case he came over and he saw the two of us and would put the peices together. I take a deep breath and get out of my soulmates embrace to go and find my phone getting ready to have my ear talked off by my own brother.

After changing the song that was on to one that wasn't as loud and building up the confidence to ring my brother I sat on the stairs and rang him waiting for him to answer after he did I just let it all come out. I told him about the past and the things he didn't know, and how our parents would say things behind his back about how I would never find my soulmate and how they never wanted me to meet him and would make it harder for me to meet him the first place because of what it did when we found them.

When I was little I would always talk to Andy about it. Dad only stopped when mom said that she was going to have another child; I wasn't really one to like playing with my family but I must admit I was just a daddy's girl when I was a child.

As for Andy, he was like the child mom had always wanted. Someone who always wanted to sing and wanted to tour the world when they finished university and that. But that was never what Andy wanted. Andy wanted to finish high school as soon as he could, after he did he then wanted to form a solid band and tour. This I could help with, the year before he left high school I had graduated with a high grade in Art. This then meant that I would always help him design front covers for his band.

That was until mom was putting washing in my room one day and in a rush to go see my friends I'd left Andy's band front covers on my bed. When I came back they weren't there, I asked Andy if he'd taken them to the band but he said he hadn't seen any of them other than the ones I'd given him the other week. At that moment we both knew where they were, they were with our parents. We both ran down the stairs to where our parents were. Me being the older sibling I asked my parents if they'd seen things that were missing. They'd said yes and that they'd burnt them and that Andy was to join the army and not dishonour the family even though mom had wanted him to carry on with his band and musical career.

After that it had been two months since he'd wanted to come home, our parents said he could come home for thanks giving but he never turned up. For the wrest of thanks giving our parents would keep saying that Andy had came back to the country but not back home because he was with the band that he'd made. This then made the wrest of thanks giving not as enjoyable as it normally would. I missed the midnight snacking that me and Andy would have every two nights. We always did it like this so our parents wouldn't find out.

I missed him and the way he'd always make thanks giving so fun and entertaining. I'd have to get him either back soon or leave home and find someone or somewhere to live. So that was what I did, I was only 17 and my parents didn't really care what time I was home.

I soon had the money to buy another base guitar. I happily spent the money on getting one and started playing again. My parents were slowly starting to get me warming to the idea of going to another school. I agreed I would and that's when everything fell into place.