i'm here.. (quackityxmalereader)

ch. 1 markings

     When i was a young boy, i was told that anyone could find love and that they only needed to be patient. Things changed with the coming years, however. Markings began appearing on people's bodies, typically their wrist, ankle, or neck, showing a phrase your soulmate would say to you that would mean more than the world. People say whenever you find the person who the phrase belongs to and they say the phrase, it would glow as bright as your love for each other will be.

     My parents found "love" this way. The markings only began showing up a few decades ago and they got theirs late in their lives. Having a marking doesn't mean the rest of your life would be perfect, however. I like to think there were as many ups and downs in the marriage but there weren't. I can't lie to myself that much.

     They had my younger brother about 4 years before they just gave up and left each other, and my mom found love disregarding the markings. I don't know about my father though. He left a while ago but i could care less. My mother's husband, my stepdad is great, everything i could ask for a father to be like.

     It still perplexes me how people can find love without the markings. I like to think i'm a logical person but why are they important if people can find love without them. It would make my life a lot easier for sure.

     I've heard of people never finding love, even if they have a marking. It doesn't exactly scare me, not finding love. I have friends and family who love me and they're more than enough. sometimes too much. And sometimes i think i don't need a soulmate. Not that i'm completely opposed to having one but, it's just so futile you know?

     I heard my therapist realign herself in her chair. "y/n, finding love is hard, and making that love work can be even harder. the only thing we have in this world is each other and hope." She paused. I felt myself holding my breath through the silence, hearing her clock tick. "i know being marked at such a young age can be extremely hard, but that doesn't mean you have to stop being young. you deserve to be able to date people and have breakups because you're human."

     "i'm not going to prescribe anything, despite my better judgment, but i am going to give you a recommendation. take a break whenever you need it. whether it's a to take a minute to step out of class and breathe or to take a day to relax." Through the sound filled silence her alarm rang. "our time's up," she sighed. As i grabbed my backpack she spoke. "y/n, be human for a while. make bad decisions and regret them," she smiled at me.

     As i walked out i thought about what happened. That woman is trying so hard for me. Why does she think it's such a big deal?