After years of trying to find a foundation that would cover the black shape
of a hand that covers half her face, Darcy is in the store to find a new brand
to try. She hated makeup, but covering the mark that was still as black as tar, was
easier than having people stare and ask her if she was ready to be hit.
Why couldn’t she just find her soul mate? Get the smack over with. Being
as they were soul mates, they would work past whatever it was that she
did to upset him....right? It was bad enough to think that her soul mate would hit her.
But to have others make fun of her for it. It just made it all worse.
“Millions of colors would be easier to color match with makeup than it
is to find a foundation that is thick enough to cover the black unloved
hand print that is on this cheek!” Darcy thinks to herself as she stands in
the checkout line. She slowly zones out thinking of how much money
she has spent just trying to cover up a major part of herself. A part
that others are so very proud of.
After receiving her card back from the clerk, Darcy pushes open the door
and walks out onto the sidewalk and looks up to search for her car. Loud noises surround her
in an instant. Her world shakes as all she can see are bright flashing lights and the sounds
of fireworks going off echoing off the building. A tall, muscular man locks eyes with her and
reaches toward her. “Look Out!” he shouts as he places his hand across her face and presses her cheek into his chest.
Suddenly there is a loud, unmistakable bang of a gun and the arms that hold
her grip tighter around her head and shoulders. He jars forward, but doesn't
fall. As the man pulls his hand away, Darcy sees the beautiful rainbow
across his palm. Her heart skips a beat and she searches to look up at the
man who is her soulmate. Just then her nose is filled with the sweet, musky
scent of Old Spice mixed with a warm, metallic smell. A warm heat
began to spread across her stomach.
As his eyes flutter to make contact with her’s, Darcy struggles to make
sense of the words that are coming out of his mouth. “Are you……
okay?” He asks as he struggles to breathe.
“Yes, I think so” Darcy quietly replies as the strong arms fall away from
her and his whole body begins to fall. Darcy is shocked as this mountain
of a man starts to become a heavy weight leaning on her. With no other choice, she
guides him to the ground.
“Thank goodness….. *gasp* …. I at least......... got to…...*gasp*.......
see you one time.” The muscles pull into a shallow smile as he continues
to talk “The rainbow……. *gasp* …. Is beautiful….. On your……
cheek…..”
Darcy holds on to him with all her strength as the warm sticky liquid
begins to pool around her knees on the ground and watches the light
in his eyes fade away.
-Chelsey
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