At age 16, everyone gets a number on their neck that tells at what age they are to die. M/C gets a sideways figure 8- eternity.
Now its been 178 years and M/C has loved and lost many people and friends over the years. One day, at yet another funeral for M/Cs lost husband/wife, Y/C comes along. Towards the end of this funeral, Y/C approaches M/C and asks to go out, M/C is about to decline only to pause and find themselves syaring at your neck which is revealed to also have the sign of eternity.
(Lets just say the sign is extremely rare for someone to live for eternity)
*Follow ES rules please *semi-literate to literate but try to keep it a max of 1250 to 1500 characters please, minimum is 200 *please keep in touch and do not ghost and i will try to do the same- i will not ask about posting unless its been like a month or so- im not that picky. *no godmodding obviously- already supposed to live forever so theres no point in my opinion *origional character only please
Anna was getting dressed for school when her mother noticed her neck. With a gasp and a pained "awe" she was told that her number wasnt a number... It was eternity.
At first she thought it was good but her mmother would shake her head without explination. Anna was happy at first only to find that over the years it was not that easy. Now at 174 years old and still looking like she had when shed turned 16, Anna was at yet another funeral, for yet another late wife after another late husband. She swore shed give up on love and save herself more pain as she finished speaking for the dearly departed.
Tyson didn’t bother looking fancy for his birthday. He just ran downstairs in a white t-shirt and black sweat pants. His father checked his neck before he left. “Oh boy, your in for a world of loss.” He said before sending him off, he didn’t know what that meant till 5 funerals
At a funeral, he noticed a girl. She seemed sad, so he walked over to her.
Anna kept her head down towards the end of the funeral and refused to meat anyones gaze. Wearing a choker to hide her mark, she refused to let herself be pittied nor would she pity herself as she attempted to respectfully get through the crowed and to the exit wothout being noticed.
Tyson walked over to her. “Hey, what’s your name?” He said grabbing her arm. He knew it would be awkward but he didn’t mind it. He thought she looked alone, he had a turtle neck on, like always. He didn’t want people to talk to him, just for his mark.
She tensed slightly, keeping her gaze downward, not wanting to be rude but feeling it would be better than making small talk or risking getting close to anyone or making friends. [I "Id rather not say..."] she tugged her arm from his grasp and hugged herself/crossed her arms. [I "Im no one worth getting to know..."] She had a sinking feeling in her gut as she said it, hating that she said the words of a bitch but clearly didnt sound or act like one.
He didn’t mean to make her uncomfortable, but he also wanted to at least get her name. “I’m Tyson...” he said not grabbing her arm, but slightly touching her shoulder. “I know what it’s like... going to so many funerals. Is this your first time..?” He had a feeling that this behavior might be from a first time.
Anna made a slight sound- not quite a scoff so much as a slightly distressed noise. "Far from the first husband or wife I've lost...." she mumbled, still not meeting his eyes, a hand subconsciously raised to her throat as she adjusted her collar- making sure the symbol remained hudden.
He sighed. Moving down the turtle neck to show his ‘number’, considering it wasn’t a number at all. “Same here..” he said after a few seconds. “What do you have..?” He said quietly. “A high number..?’’
She finally glanced up slightly, her eyes widened slightly as she froze and for the first time in a lomg while, tears pricked her eyes as she pulled her hand down slightly, moving the choker to reveal the symbol and shifted her gaze downwards again quietly.
He froze for a second, then smiled, but a sad, and happy smile. “What’s...What’s your name..” he asked quietly. Not trying to overwhelm her. Only a very few had this mark. He didn’t want to scare her away.
She stopped looking at the exit now, looking down sadly and moving her arm down to hug herself again. "Anna" she replied quietly, still struggling to process this. Very few had the mark, and seeing two people with the mark in the same place was extremely rare.
He smiled. “Nice to meet you.” He pulled a paper out of his pocket, and handed it to her. “Call me when your ready.” He said smiling, then, waving goodbye. He felt bad for leaving. But he did it anyway.
After she made it home, she took a long shower and got dressed into casual clothes then looked over at her nightstand where shed set the paper with his phone number. She thought about calling, suddenly nervous as she picked up her phone and dialed it, her finger hovering over the call button as she hesitated.
After several moments of hesitation, she willed her finger to move and pressed the button, putting it on speaker and nearly dropping her phone as she stared at it, not knowing exactly wjat she was doing as she called.
He was making lunch as his phone rang. It was an unknown number. He had no idea if it was Anna, or a telemarketer. He trusted his gut and answered. “Hello?” He said answering the call. And putting it up to his ear.
It was a moment before Anna got the courage to speak. "H-hey... I.. Dont know if you remember me f-from the funeral...?" She sounded quiet and still unsure but was clear shed already decided to give herself one more chance to get to know someone.
“Of course i remember you.” He said trying to sound as happy as possible. He was hesitant to say what he wanted. He didn’t want to move to quick in. “Hey, I’m going to the movies, want to go with me to get to know each other..?”
She hesitated again, thinking about it for a few long moments of silence as she began to fidget with a bracelet she'd gotten ober a hundres years ago from her mother. "I..." she gulped, hesitating and managed to actually smile softly. "Sure..." she sounded calmer now. "I'd like that..." she said softly.
He smiled. Meet me at bullaboard at 1:30 then.” He said with a tone of excitement, sort of like he was 16 again, and not the old man that looked seventeen. He. Hung up after a few more minutes of talking, then got ready.
At the end of the call she was smiling for the first time in two years since the funeral had been delayed that long. She got dressed in a red knee-length dress black waist belt and her choker and a bit of jewlery from her mom. Even though she was an only child, she still hadnt had any children or continued her family bloodline as she felt she wouldnt be able to live through the pain of outliving all thise generations anyway. She had to shake her head to firce those thoughts away and smiled softly as she lightly did her make up and headed out the door towards where Tyson told her to meet him. She was glad it was close to her apartment as she had no vehicle and as left to go on foot.
She smiled and walked up to him, stopping about two feet away shyly. "Yeah" she still felt nervous and unsure though was a little more calm about it than before as she again to slightly fidget with her bracelet again shyly.
He smiled and opened the door for her. after she walked in, he walked over to the counter, and gave the man their tickets. “Popcorn, candy or a drink for you?” He asked her from the counter and ordered himself a drink.
She stood there shyly and shook her head quietly, feeling rather awkward as she mumbled that she didnt eat much and looked down slightly. She conti uously fidgeted with her bracelet, not sure what to do aside from ask what movie they were going to watch.
Anna went quiet, thinking as she looked up at the movies being advertised, having not been to one in many years as she thought about it and chose a horror movie she thought would have bad graphics. She smiled shyly and awkwardly as she continued to fidget with the bracelet and walked beside him towards the movie.
He walked with her and opened the door. The movie would start in two minutes. “Nice pick.” He said smiling. He’s always like horror movies. “They make our lives look better.” He said laughing. They make him feel better about a life of loss.
She smiled again, feeling slightly less awkward as they went inside and took their seats. "Thank you" she'd said shyly on her way in and loomed at the screens, eyes slightly widening as she'd forgotten what movie theatres were like.
He smiled. “Of course.” He sat down in the seat. The movie was just about to start. He had yet to see this, it was the first time it was in theaters, he knew because he went to the movies a lot more then the average person.
Anna looked at the screen quietly, not prepared for how much graphics had changed over the years and how good actors have gotten. She often jumped and was startled, staring with wide eyes at how realistic it seemed aside from the supernatural aspect if the entire film.
She pouted, having subconsciously held onto him for a portion of the movie and grumbled [i "havent seen any movie in years... Graphics have changed a lot.."] she spoke quietly and embarrassed, realizing now that she was holding onto him then blushed and awkwardly let go and put her hands into her lap, clenched into fist as she looked down now feeling more embarrassed.
He laughed. Not noticing her grip till she let go. He smiled. “Your okay Anna.” He said poking her cheek. He had only known her for a while, but he could tell he liked her, A lot more then anyone else.
She puffed her cheeks and pouted, starting to feel strange and not knowing why she seems to like him already. She had blushed and kept her gaze away shyly and still felt embarrassed by the fact shed gotten scared and even more so that shed clung to him when she had. She also tried paying no mind to him poking her cheek as shed puffed them.
He stood up after the movie was done and smiled. There were a few teenagers, 17 maybe, bragging about there marks and how high they were. He tried to ignore there ignorant ways and thoughts. “Ready?” He asked.
She stooignorat the end of the movie, grumbled something about a cliffhanger and stretched, trying to ignore the teenagers and forcing herself not to scold their ignorance as she nodded quietly. [I "ready..."]
He walked out, holding the door for her. “Have anywhere to go after this?” He asked. “Or maybe we can go to a pub.” He said smiling. “Get a sandwich or two?” He said offering her to eat. “I’m hungry!’’
She smiled softly, not knowing how to refuse the offer as she stepped outside. [I "Actually I dont have any plans, so that sounds nice..."] she smiled, suddenly feeling awkward again and began to mess with her bracelet... Again.
He opened his car door, and walked over to his side. He had a convertible, nice, but old. He looked at her bracelet. “May I ask where you got them, and where the, a lot?” He said trying not to be rude.
She tensed slightly, opening the door on the passanger side a bit hesitantly. [I "family heirlooms"] she said softly, looking at it sadly. [I "and.. Were there a lot of what...?"] she looked into the vehicle, not yet stepping in as she felt nervous again.
“I mean we’re there more then one?” He said while keeping one hand on the wheel. It wasn’t to far away. About ten minutes tops. And he didn’t intend on speeding, so they wouldn’t get pulled over to add more time.
She got in after another moments hesitation and closed the door. [I "more than one what...?"] she asked quietly and slowly pulled on her seatbelt starting to shake a little as she reverted to keeping her gaze downward, fist clenched in her lap nervously and trying to understamd his question.
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