The Strings

Chapter 1

I lifted our hands together. Kissed his knuckles and asked him one last time.

"Ready?"

Keiran grabbed my cheeks a little rougher and gently planted a kiss in my forehead. He's a paradox, really.I love how he can both be rough and yet control himself so as he can be gentle with me at the same time.

"Ready."

I am not sure if he is responding to my question or he's trying to convince himself but I tried to ignore that little voice in my head telling me something.

Together, we took a few steps back. I heard him say " I love you " faintly before we started running to the edge of the cliff.

I held his hand tightly and never let go.

Three more steps before we were airborne. Three. Two. On-

"No." He shouts and held my hand tighter.

I jump.

Resistance.

I heard a thud. Then I felt excruciating pain as loose gravel hit my shoulders.

*****

Piper

I grab my phone inside my purse to call her. I don't want her to think that I'm going to be late in purpose. I scanned my phone for her number and dialed it immediately.

"Piper! Where are you? It is going to start any minute from now." She answered.

"I know mom. Look, I'm really sorry okay? I'm stuck in this traffic."

"Oh dear, you know how important this is to me right?", she whined.

"I know, I'm going to take the shortcut and get there as fast as possible. I'll be there in 30."

"Okay, I'll see you in 30. Take care dear, I love you."

"Yeah, me too mom. Send my regards to Juan." I ended the call not knowing if she's going to answer or not.

She's probably nervous right now. I can't blame her, this is her first wedding in her 48 years of existence. She didn't marry my father although they have two children, my sister and I.

I haven't forgotten the day my father died.

No. Scratch that.

I always remember it.

I was in the hospital talking to him until his last few breaths, I can always picture out the scene in my mind when he was saying , "Hey little girl, you know daddy loves you so much right?"

I can't answer, all I can do was cry my eyes out.

"Hey, easy now. Daddy is going to tell you a story"

I took a few steps closer and lean my head on his chest.

"Do you know that there is an even greater force than the gravity itself? Do you know that this force is going to lead you to the right person?"

I wasn't sure why he was telling me the story that time but I did't mind listening to him.

"Each of us has only one partner in life and no matter how much we avoid it, no matter how much we fight it, they will always end up together".

"Like soulmates?" I wiped my tears and looked up at him.

"Yes honey, like soulmates." He laughed and coughed at the same time, he then continued. "I hope you will find a great soulmate one day, promise daddy that you won't ever let go of him when you find him. Okay?"

"But  dad! Is mommy not your soulmate? Why are you leaving her now?!" He didn't answer even though I cried for his name.

That's when I told myself that soulmates are bullshit. There is no happy ending. I just lost the greatest man I have in my life.

I arrived at the church and find my way in the crowd. God I hate this. There are so many Mexican visitors.

If there is one thing I hate about Juan, that would be because he is so popular that he is like gathering all the Mexican people here in our place. I can only spot a few friends of mom, few family members and a whole bunch of Mexican people which I don't really know.

I don't blame mom from marrying Juan. He is a great guy according to her. He has some skills at cooking, he can pamper my mom in every possible way and not to mention that he has a decent job.

I don't hate him, I just hate the idea that mom and dad are not made for each other.

I just wish that Juan is good looking though. I haven't seen him yet and I'm about to so I'm kinda curious what  he looks like.

I spotted mom and I waved my hand. I was about to approach her when a guy grabbed her hand.

Okay, he is not that good looking as I expected. He has a weird beard which I think is really old fashioned, he is shorter than mom and he is fat.

My God!

I  hoped it was not Juan but right there and then, I can see the strings attached to their souls. I don't have a choice but to congratulate mom for this. I can't say things like "congrats mom! you married Bilbo Baggins, the old version of Bilbo Baggins!"

That  would be rude, right?

"Soulmates? Great" I murmured.

I said to my self that mom and Juan are just made for each other, nothing can stop it I guess, even Bilbo Baggins itself. 🇵🇭

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