MY PSYCHO SOULMATES

Zade's pov "Zade! Zade! Zade!" Mom yanked my curtain open. "Won't you get your lazy ass out of bed? I warned you about staying up till daybreak watching films. Now look at you, still sleeping when you have school at 8!" "I'm giving you three minutes to get up, or you won't like how I wake you up," she threatened, leaving my room and banging the door very hard. I groaned as I tried to find my footing. "God, my head is aching." I struggled to get up and went to the bathroom to get ready. "Haaaa. I hate Mondays." My phone rang beside my bed. *Clay:* "Hello, Sleeping Beauty. Will you grace us with your presence in school today?" I raked my hands over my eyes. "Hmm. Why are you torturing my life? I'll be in school in a jiffy." "Okay, princess. I'll tell everyone you're coming to school. Bye." I dropped my phone and went downstairs for breakfast. Mom glared at me from the kitchen. "It's high time you started preparing early for school. I don't know who goes to school as late as you." I murmured, "Grandma told me you were also stubborn when you were younger." "Did I hear something?" She narrowed her eyes at me. "No, ma," I grinned foolishly. "My boy is ready for school?" Dad asked, coming down the stairs. He walked to Mom and kissed her deeply. "Eww," I gagged. "You know I'm here, right? Why must you rub your love in this single boy's face?" "Single?" Mom scoffed. "I overheard you talking to a girl called Winny about going out on Friday. And Brinda too. The one you also had plans with. I don't like your playboy lifestyle at all." My face burned as I choked on my breakfast. Dad quickly came to my rescue and served me water while Mom patted my back, both of them wearing worried faces. "Why did you choke on your food? I told you to eat slowly, but you're always eating like it's your last meal on earth. Slow down. Nobody's fighting you for it," she continued patting my back as I swallowed. Dad was already by her side. "What do you need, son?" I looked at their loving faces and smiled. "I like you worrying over me. It makes me feel happy." I quickly packed my food and books. I wanted to hug Mom, but she shrugged me away, muttering about not wanting to stain my school uniform. Dad stared at me lovingly. I got into my car and put on my favorite song, _The Sound of Silence_. I sang along, tone deaf. I couldn't shake this cold feeling, like something bad was going to happen. But I shook it off and rubbed my arms. I called my friend to get an update about school. *Clay:* "You won't believe this." "What?" I asked, swerving my car to the left. *Clay:* "I'm not telling you. Come to school and see it yourself." "You fool. I'm on my way, and this isn't funny. I'll murder you with my fork one day." He chuckled and ended the call as I focused on the road. Inside the car, the feeling returned tenfold. Sweat began prickling at my neck. I couldn't ignore it this time. My hands started shaking badly. I lost control of the car and darkness blurred my vision. Then a big truck appeared out of nowhere. I tried to swerve, but... Smash. Glass screeching and people screaming. I could make out people, shocked. But it felt like I was floating. "Is he okay? He's losing so much blood. Someone call an ambulance! Stay with me!" Someone was trying to stop the bleeding. I felt my body being lifted. There were voices in the background, torches flashing in my eyes. I was still conscious until I got to the hospital, where everything went dark. --- I groaned softly. "What... am I alive?" I sat up suddenly and looked around. "Where am I?" I looked like a lost cause. "Am I dead?" I walked to the mirror and checked myself. This was my face. But I looked pale. "Am I sick?" "Mom? Dad?" I called, walking out of my room. I pinched myself and felt pain. "What is this? I can feel pain. That means I'm alive." I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard a voice. "Host! Host! Host!" I looked around carefully. "Who the f**k is calling me?" "It's me." "You? Who?" I asked, already scared. "It's me. I was the one who transferred you to this world when you were dying." "You transferred me to this world without my consent?" I tried to reach out to it. "What about Mom and Dad? Do I look like a file to you?" "They're not taking it well. So you're being given a trial. If you pass, you'll get a reward. But only if you pass." "Can you help me? I just want to see them. I just want to look at their faces one last time." My eyes turned glossy. I started begging. The system seemed to debate. "Okay. 30 seconds. I'll let you go to your world. But come back immediately." I nodded immediately. I suddenly felt lighter, and I saw Mom, Dad, and myself. Mom looked thinner, and Dad hadn't slept a wink. Mom was sobbing in Dad’s arms. "It’s all my fault," her voice sounded hoarse. "I shouldn’t have woken him up. Maybe if he was still sleeping, my little baby wouldn’t be lying on this bed." Her voice broke. "It’s not your fault. Nobody knew this was going to happen. The doctor said he will wake up, so don’t worry," he replied, petting her. I saw Clay rushing in, his eyes red-rimmed. He choked on a sob as he walked slowly, like this was a nightmare. "Brother, what are you doing here? You were talking to me and I wanted to tell you something. So what the f**k are you doing here? Stand up and let’s go home. YOU KNOW YOU ARE MY ONLY FAMILY." I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. The beeping machine began to drop and my body began to convulse. "Doctor! Doctor, my son he—" I was unable to listen to their conversation when I felt this sudden tightness in my chest. "Mom... Dad," I whispered. "I'm coming back to you. Please wait for me." Suddenly I was no longer there. I was back in this world. I quickly wiped my tears. "So what am I supposed to do?" I asked. "So what am I supposed to do?" I asked. "In this world, your parents are gone. You live with your stepdad, his name is Mr. Connor, and he likes to maltreat you." "So you mean I have to stand and watch myself get maltreated? You know my character. I can't do that." I smirked inwardly. "What if he falls and dies by mistake? I'm not to be blamed, right?" _First Mission 1: Get first position in your class._ I stared at the system and started laughing hard. "Who? Me? First position? Do you know what grades I got in my school? I'm so stupid." "Sorry, Host. But this is your first mission." I was shocked. Getting first position was a nightmare. I just wanted to go home.