All Chapters of Your Soul Is Mine: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

                                          Chapter 2 His built was quite similar, though slightly bigger than the guard who was keeping an eye on us. His face was rough and sharp with a sleek jaw. He had a high slim nose and I could see the glow from his eyes before he even stood in front of us properly. “Sick contacts dude.” Torin whispered. He was right, they weren’t any ordinary contact lenses, these ones seemed to glow a yellowish golden color. I wasn’t prescribed glasses so I never really considered contacts but even I have to admit that the glow looked pretty cool. At the same time though, it made his face look inhuman and strange. Similar to when a cosplayer wears snake skin and snake contact lenses. “Dude?” He questioned, looking almost offended. “Refer to him as Alpha or I will crush your skull faster than you can apologize.” The ma

"Wake up" I shivered. "Honey, wake up" I blinked hard, my sight was blinded at first but slowly the room around me started to brighten up. Mom? As embarassing as it was to do this as a 19 year old, I got up from bed in an instant and pulled her into a hug. I feel my throat closing, a tightness around it that was making it difficult for me to breathe. Ever since I was a kid, I had alot of interesting dreams and nightmares. This was the first time it was so realistic that it made my skin crawl.  I calmed down as she hesitantly patted my back. I felt the warmth through her hands and felt relief in the fact that it was only a dream. No matter how realistic dreams are, at the end of the day, they are only dreams. "Had a nightmare?" She teased. She was just as surprised as I was. This wasn't like me at all. I pulled away awkwardly. "Something like that" "Go shower, I'll make you some breakfast before school" She smiled, her brown wavy

‘Maybe I should have worked out at the gym yesterday instead of swimming.’ I couldn’t help think as I tried on the suit, pulling the coat over.“What a handsome boy!” Mom gushed as she gave my head a pat. I retreated in cringe. “You’re making me sound like a dog.” My phone gave a ting sound. I took it out of my pocket and opened my messages. No matter how many times I looked, it didn’t feel real. [  Allison : You didn’t forget the color code right? I already got my dress …    Me : I couldn’t forget anything you tell me even if I tried    Allison : lol that’s cute  &

Her mouth was torn apart, the upper jaw stuck upwards and the lower jaw downwards, making it widen at an angle so obtuse that even mathematics would shy away from this one. A few of her front teeth were knocked out, some of them were intact and others were bent at weird angles, making her seem like she was 90 instead of 45. My gaze followed down to her neck, bent in a form of scoliosis along with her waist. Her arm was twisted around her neck and resting at her shoulder as if to bring herself some comfort. Her fingertips were black. Legs crossed against each other unnaturally, as if they could not be separated without surgical intervention. Her noticeable brown-reddish hair were tainted with real red. I stood there for a few minutes. I don’t think I understood what I had just seen. The man.. The man in the front seat didn’t have any such injuries. Why is she like this? Is she breathing? Is she alive? These thoughts did transiently e

Chapter 10                                         The words replayed in my head. It occurred to me just now, the last words she had said to me. What were the last words I had said to her? My memory grows fuzzier with each hour that passes in this place. It was unhealthy, how easy it was to ignore. It was a different world, after all. A parallel universe. Anything could happen. Was I hoping that I would find her again here? Is that not how parallel universes worked? The people were the same but since they had made different decisions, they had landed in different places of their life. It may not be possible since there was nothing human about this world. However, if dopplegangers existed, it wasn’t as if they would have a clue of who I am. Mom wouldn’t even recognize me, if she existed at all.