Tick Tock Goes the Clock

Everyone has a soul mate. It's a very believed in fact. But in this world, you only get so much time until you meet your soul mate. Let me explain. On everyone's wrist is a timer. And on that timer is the amount of days, hours, minutes, and seconds until you meet your soul mate. How would you react if you just glanced at your timer, and found it to have only seconds left? (I found this idea on the internet, so I can't take full credit.)


4. Anthony Abernathy

I stared at my timer. It ticked, seconds closer to that one second that everyone waits for. That everyone dreams of. I admit, it always sounded great when people talked about it, but they never spoke of the heart pounding terror I was feeling right now. The heart weighing doubt that held me frozen on the park bench. 1 minute. I've always glanced at my clock and thought it seemed so far away, that now that it's so close, I don't know what to do. I just sat there, staring at the timer. 30 seconds. Something told me to look up, so I did. And I saw her. She stood across the street, looking desperately around. I stood, wondering if maybe she was the one. I stood there, until her eyes locked onto mine. A smile broke across her face as I heard the shrill beep of my timer. I looked at it, staring disbelievingly at my timer. The zeros seemed to glare at me, saying "Well, what are you waiting for? Go introduce yourself!" 

I smiled and looked up, ready to cross the street to see her already halfway across. I chuckled, just about seeing the excitement rippling off of her. I was so distracted by it, that I didn't notice the car whipping around the corner. I didn't notice it until it connected with her body, knocking her over. Time stood frozen as the smile fell from my face like a mask, revealing a look of absolute horror underneath. I rushed forward as red stained her white shirt. Several other people crowded around her, and I struggled to the front. A hand grabbed my arm, stopping me from reaching her.

"Who are you?" a man in a business suit asked me.

"I'm her soul mate," the words found their way out of my mouth, even though I felt numb. I felt the hand release, and I knelt next to her. Blue eyes stared without seeing, and I knew she was gone. Tears streamed down my face, and I wondered why I was crying. I didn't even know her. After the body was removed, and I had been questioned and checked, I sat on the park bench I had been sitting on when I saw her. I sat and stared at her blood on my hands. The blood of someone who was perfect for me. The person I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. The person who carved such a big hole into my heart, and I hadn't even met her. The person who was now gone forever.

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