Author Note: Inspired by a tumblr post that I saw.
~CWA
(P.S. Cover Picture is from Devaintart)
Title: Tick-Tock
Summary: What if you were give a watch that counted down to the exact second when you would meet your soul mate? Most would be thrilled with the idea- knowing exactly when they would meet the love of their life is a dream-come-true….except Annabelle wants nothing to do with it, but her brother Mason is thrilled.
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim My Candy Love (Amour Sucre).
Prologue:
Annabelle:
Once upon a time…Nah, that's way to girly. Look, I'll tell you up straight that if you think this is some fun-filled fairytale, you're damn wrong. Mason might disagree with me but I know I'm right. I always am right. See, this so-not-a-fairytale-story starts with my crazy fairy Auntie and her birthday gift to me and Mason.
Mason and I are paternal twins and on the day we were born, our aunt- who is a freaking fairy- gave us this watch that counts down to the exact second when you'll meet your soul mate. It was her special gift to us that was like just like the fairy godmothers in Sleeping Beauty except it was only one gift and it was a magical watch. Okay, that really does sound like a fairy tale, but I swear this isn't one. To me, the watch is just a flippin' burden. To leave my love life to fate was total bullcrap. I didn't even believe in fate.
Mason's a different story. He loves the watch like he loves fashion and trust me, that's a lot. I never understand how he can so easily accept it though. I mean, this watch is a freaking curse. It never comes off- and I've tried just about everything to get it off. Nothing works.
Not to mention the 'terms and conditions' of the watch. Yeah, I know right? The watch sounds so freaking perfect, but in reality it's not. There are rules. Rule 1- the watch isn't a total guarantee. I mean, yeah it's pretty exact but let's say…you're stuck in the woods and there's no one around. Auntie says it's a one in a million chance but if no one is there, you're destined to be alone. Yeah, total bullcrap. Rule 2- You can't tell anyone about the watch before time runs out- well besides the parents, Auntie and other people who have the watch. If you do- the watch is transforms into a death glass- or so Auntie says anyway. According to her, a death glass is basically an hourglass that counts down till you die. Personally, I'm always debating whether or not to tell someone because of that rule. I would rather know when I was going to die then when I was suppose to meet my soul mate. Bleh. Rule 3- Meet is a loose term. Auntie had explained that to us. Apparently, 'meet' is really 'when you the soul mate realizes he loves you and looks into your eyes,' total bull. In a way, I guess that makes it harder since you could already have met the love of your life very briefly or something and then two years later, you meet him again and the watch goes off. Rule 4- Don't scare your soul mate off. Again ,the watch has…exceptions. If the soul mate dies, runs off, doesn't accept us (again very rare according to my Auntie), then basically you're screwed and destined to die alone. Rule 5- After the watch has counted down, it turns into a normal watch except from what Auntie says it doesn't tick anymore and it falls off. Plus it's stopped at 00:00:00:00:00:00. Yeah, I know it's a lot of zeroes because this watch- which looks like a digital watch except for, ya know, all the numbers- counts down very exact. The first two zeroes are years, then it's months, then it's days, then hours, then minutes, and finally- seconds. So when I first got this stupid watch stuck on my little baby wrist it said: 17:10:05:11:19:05 (which meant 17 years, 10 months, 5 days, 11 hours, 19 minutes and 5 seconds). Auntie said that when I first got the watch that I stared at it like it was evil. See- even as a baby I could tell I hated the thing.
GRR! I really hate that damn watch. I mean, Auntie meant well- I know. She's cool. She's all Mason and I have left since Mom and Dad died. But nothing can tell me when I will or will not find the love of my life. It's my decision. Hell, I might just scare off my soul mate on purpose and go find him myself. Or her. Oh, that was the other thing about the watch. We never really know our sexuality until we apparently meet our soul mate. Honestly, I think we do but Auntie is pretty firm on her rules being the right ones. But anyway, we never really know if our soul mate is a girl or a guy until we meet them. Again- total bullcrap to me.
So, where am I? Oh yeah, my watch just so happened to go off at the worst time possible. I hated my watch so much; I wished it would continue making that noise now. That stupid tick-tock….