The Red Strings Of Fate //✔️//

2 | The Loneliness

In the time frame between Nathan inviting Reese to hang out at Jordan's home, and actually going to Jordan's home, Reese has two more dreams. She realizes that they are becoming more vivid, and it worries her that her soulmate may be right around the next corner. When meeting her soulmate, Reese wants to have at least some of her life put together, as to not seem like a complete loser. Fate has very funny ways of putting things.

Then it hits her, the realization that she actually has a soulmate after all this time. A single piece of a document from the doctor that said 'No Traces Found' destroyed the good connection she once had with her family. It appalled to her that her parents were the people to immediately shun other on just the slightest information that they wouldn't like. Having no soulmate was a small thing on the list that her parents disliked. There were more things like they didn't condone same-sex. They were homophobic, narrow minded and so much more. It appalled Reese that those people were her family.

The first dream of the second batch of dreams comes the same day reese encounters Nathan, surprising Reese more than the first batch of dreams. She is relaxing on her bed, homework finished and no plans for the rest of the day. Reese doesn't even remember closing her eyes, but then she is opening them, and she's at the school's baseball field. It is hot, Reese is a tad sweaty, and it looks as though the game has just ended. Everyone who is wearing Yale University's dark blue color seems to be pleased, so Reese assumes that they have won the game. She begins to walk with the crowd, but as quick as she is to begin leaving, she is just as quick to stop. It feels as if she has an anchor tied to her and she's just dropped it, no sense in even trying to move. All of a sudden-

Warmth.

A pair of long arms wrap themselves around Reese from behind, a thin stature slamming against her. Reese stumbles a bit, but is ultimately able to keep her balance. A smile graces her lips, nose scrunching and eyes crinkling as the arms squeeze. Reese feels lips against her earlobe, they are moving but she can't hear the voice. Her thoughts are muddled with happiness, relaxation, and home. She looks down at the arms encased around her, and sure enough, Reese finds the same gorgeous hands as before, accompanied by arms that are just as breathtaking. As her mind finally begins to process the situation and return to normal, the pair of lips against her ear pull away, only to press sweetly against her cheekbone. Reese feels herself blush, ears turning just as red as her face. She moves to turn, but before she can completely rotate her body around, she is waking up.

Reese doesn't think she's ever felt more disappointed.

Wait, scratch that. The next dream most definitely tops that.

Reese has a long Friday, filled with nothing but disappointment. Her first class goes longer than usual, her professor answering one student's question with an unnecessary amount of detail. This caused her to be late for her next class, one that is required for her major. Reese's professor scolded her, even after she explained what happened. When she gets her first project grade of the class back, she finds that she got a B+, and this irks her. After having a fairly heated discussion with her professor, the teacher agrees to give her a chance to raise the grade. To do this, she must write a 2,000 word minimum essay about her assignment, and why she decided to do what she did.

It's due in her professor's inbox by the end of the weekend.

Fantastic. I am probably going to procrastinate anyways.

Reese goes back to her dorm, fully prepared to stay up for the next 24 hours to finish this damned essay. When she gets there, she finds the room in shambles, a very upset looking roommate and her soulmate screaming at each other.

Reese gets the pair to calm down, asks them what the hell happened, and her roommate has the gall to say something like,

"I needed to throw shit at him, and your fucking things were in my way so I decided to throw your shit, too. I had this room first, so everything in it is mine. Now, fuck off."