Soulmate AU
Prompt: Soulmate AU, the name of your soulmate appears on your skin
AN: Hey so this is my first imagine on here and it may be a little rough feedback would be nice, the idea came to me and I thought it would be cool to write even though it’s probably been done before I thought I would do my take on it. Hope you enjoy- xx Kelly
Part 1: Who Would Name Their Kid That?
“Are you excited?” My best friend, Linn, asked over the phone. I looked at the clock on my computer it read 11:55 pm. My heart fluttered at the thought that I only had five more minutes until I was sixteen.
“A little,” I paused, “but i’m also scared what if I don’t get a name? What if I was never even supposed to get one? What if-”
“Whoa! Charlie! Slow down you’ll get a name, I swear it’s just a myth that some people never get a name.” She assured me. I took a deep breath taking a seat on my bed trying to calm my nerves.
“You’re right I’m just nervous that’s all this person is supposed to be my soulmate, the one I’m gonna be with the rest of my life, that’s kinda scary.” I let out a nervous chuckle looking at the clock on my computer again. My heartbeat sped up as the number changed to 11:59, just one more minute. “Linn there's only one more minute and then I find out, what did it feel like? You know when the name appeared?” I asked
“Honestly I wanted it to be a surprise so I was asleep when it happened. My mom said that hers just felt like a tiny needle hitting her skin and my dad, well he didn’t handle it well he said it hurt like a bitch.” She and I laughed together, “I’m sure you’ll be okay, why don’t I let you go so you can enjoy the moment but call me as soon as you know the name!” I promised I would tell her before hanging up. I felt more anxious as the seconds went by, finally the clock turned to midnight. At first I didn’t feel anything and I started to get worried. Then I felt a tiny prick on my shoulder blade. I jumped up from my bed hurrying to the bathroom dodging unopened moving boxes as I went. I stripped my shirt off pulling my long brown hair over my shoulder to look at the name that was appearing. Black ink stung my skin as it spelled out the name of my soul mate. Mieczyslaw. I squinted at the name my brown eyes struggling to read it. What the hell? I thought, this has to be some joke, I was destined to be with someone with that name? Was it even a name? I watched my shoulder for a little longer waiting to see if maybe the letters would rearrange themselves into something else but they didn’t. I shook my head pulling my shirt back on heading to my room. I grabbed my phone from where I left it and dialed Linn’s number.
“So who is it?” She squealed immediately picking up
“Um, I...I have no idea.” There was silence on the other end of the phone
“Charlie, did... did you not get a name?” Her voice was laced with worry
“No, no I did I just have no idea who this person is or why in the hell their mother would name them this.” Linn laughed,
“Oh come on it can’t be that bad.”
“Yeah Linn I can’t even say it.” I reply pulling my sleeve down to take another look at the name. “It’s spelled M-I-E-C-Z-Y-S-L-A-W”
“What the hell? Is that even a name?” I giggle
“My thoughts exactly” I lay back on my bed with a sigh, “well whoever it is, he and I are meant to be.”
“Ohh maybe you’re gonna take a trip to Germany or something and that’s how you meet him, it sounds like a german name.”
“Yeah, i’m sure that’s gonna happen.” I glance at the clock all the excitement and adrenaline gone fatigue taking over my body. “Hey Linn i’m gonna get some sleep, i’ll call you later okay?”
“Alright bestie and hey have fun at your new school, don’t go getting any new best friends okay?”
“Okay I won’t” I say with a smile “goodnight.” I put my phone on its charger before snuggling underneath my covers. Mieczyslaw. The name was all I could think about and who it might belong to. I wracked my brain trying to think of someone I had met before with that name or something similar to it to no avail. Maybe my parents know it, or who it could be. I made a mental note to ask them in the morning as I drifted off into a deep sleep.
The next morning I woke to the smell of pancakes and bacon cooking in the kitchen, my dad always made pancakes on my birthday in the shape of the age that I was. I threw the covers off stretching before I stood up, looking around my room I sighed at the mess. Boxes of my things were strewn around the room haphazardly. We had just moved to Beacon Hills a few days before and I hadn’t bothered unpacking my stuff yet. Neither did mom, I thought as I climbed down the stairs to the first floor rubbing the sleep out of my eyes stepping over boxes on my way. Suddenly I remembered the name on my shoulder, I pulled the arm of my sleeve down to see that the strange name was still there. I walked into the kitchen where my parents were waiting with big smiles on their faces.
“Good morning sweetie! Happy Birthday!” My mom and dad exclaimed. My mom hurried over to meet me pulling me into a tight hug; after a moment she pulled back raising her eyebrow, “So who’s the lucky man?” She asked a nervous edge to her tone.
“Um if I knew how to pronounce it I would tell you.” I reply with a slight laugh, her brows furrowed in confusion.
“What do you mean?” My dad asks coming to stand next to my mom and I. Reaching up I pull down my shirt sleeve down to show them the name. They both look at the name closely puzzled looks crossing their features as they try to pronounce the name.
“Do either of you recognize it? Maybe someone we used to know from another town?” They both shake their heads.
“I think I would have remembered a name like that one.” My dad said with a chuckle going back over to the stove to continue cooking my mom nodded in agreement.
“When you meet him I would definitely like to know how his parents came up with that one.” My mom giggles taking a seat at the table.
“Yeah me too,” I agree as I sit down at the table next to her pushing a few boxes from the move aside. My dad placed a pancake of my age in front of me. I smiled as I poured syrup over it and dug in.
“I bet he goes to your new school, a foreign exchange student from across the sea.”
“Right because i’m sure foreign exchange students are tripping over themselves to come to Beacon Hills.” I retaliate taking another bite of pancakes. My dad shrugged,
“You never know.” I made a face of disbelief going back to my food.
“Are you excited about your first day?” My mom asked as my dad put food down for the two of them. I nodded shrugging,
“I guess, I mean i’ve done it so much I feel like i'm an expert new student at this point.” They both smile at me.
“Sorry that you have to start on your birthday, maybe we could call the office put it off until tomorrow.” My dad suggested taking a bite of bacon.
“No it’s okay! I’m ready to start if I didn’t I would just be sitting around the house another day.”
“That’s true, well I gotta go get ready for work, hurry and eat your breakfast so that you’re not late!” My dad said coming over to kiss the top of my head before heading to my parents room.
My dad had been hired as a contractor to do some work in Beacon Hills, he could do the work off site and visit every couple of months to make sure the work was going smoothly but he liked to be very hands on. So he moved my mom and I with him to the town this happened every time he got a new job. I had been the new girl more times than I can count but I didn’t mind I liked seeing the different parts of the country. We had traveled from coast to coast never staying more than a few years.
I quickly ate the rest of my breakfast before heading upstairs to get ready. As I did I had a strange feeling about being here at Beacon Hills, maybe it was because of my birthday and finding the name of my soulmate, but I knew this place was going to be special.
