Prologue

When Our Time Comes

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imaginations or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. 

 ⓒ Hershey

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Everything happened so fast. His hands freely roam around my body while we are busy kissing each other. A moan escaped from my mouth as he bit my lower lip. His hand went to my butt and lifted me up. I immediately wrapped my legs around him as he started to walk inside the bedroom.

I am not sure where I am but I guess we are in his place or in a hotel. 

Fuck that! Who cares where I am right now?

We get inside the room. He leaned me to the wall as he deepened our kiss. I could feel his bulging erection that aroused me more. 

His lips went to my earlobe and down to my neck. But before our lips could meet again, he walks towards the bed and our body drops to the soft mattress. 

Our lips met again and started a tongue war. While his hand slips under my skirt and finds my precious treasure. I moaned loudly as he suddenly inserted a finger inside me. But before we could do anything next, I heard a loud knock.

Suddenly, Robert stood up and went to the door. 

I groaned as I stood up to stop him.

"What are you doing?" Frustration is evident in my voice. "You can't just leave me like that!"

"I have to open the door. Someone is knocking for me." He answered. I couldn't see any emotions from his face. His eyes seem lifeless, unlike the first time our eyes met earlier that was full of lust. He even looks paler than before. As if, our heated kiss didn't do anything to make him hot or what.

*knock knock knock*

Gian turned his back and went to the door. I stared at him with disbelief. 

"Unbelievable!" I hissed and fixed myself and went to the door as well.

If he can't continue what we are doing, might as I'll leave this shithole. 

Although I'm too horny tonight and I badly wanted to get laid, I can't tolerate someone who is good at hanging oneself. 

This is no fun at all!

"Robert Sandoval,  29 years old. Born on January 3, 1991. Died at 3:38 AM. Cause of death: Heart Attack. Your time is up and you can't say no to that."

My eyes grew wider as I saw a tall man wearing a hooded robe that looks like someone from Harry Potter. I can't truly see his face but all I could see was how pale his skin is. 

He is holding a black card on his right hand while his left hand is holding an umbrella. 

But what did he say?

Is he saying that Robert is dead?

What the fuck is happening?

He lifted his head and looked at the man in front of him, Robert. Then he held out his hand to him as if he's asking to go with him.

I quickly approached them and held Robert on his shoulder. Both of them look at me in confusion. 

The guy wearing a hooded cloak raised his brow at me. His gaze is somewhat cold but I could see the shock from his face. He checked the black card he is holding then look at me.

“You’re not on the list.” He murmured, enough for me to hear him. 

“Who the fuck are you?” I asked and came closer to him. “Are you pranking us? And what’s with the attire? Are you a student from Hogwarts, an Emo or Kingsman?” 

His jaw dropped upon looking at me. “You can see me?” 

“What do you think of my eyes, dude? Gosh! I’m not fucking blind!”

I turned to Robert who was silently standing behind me but my eyes struck at someone who is also lying on the bed. The bed where Robert and I almost had sex not until some weird emo comes knocking at our door and telling Robert that he’s dead.

Wait!

The man lying on the bed has the same clothes as Robert. They also have the same body built. 

I went to the bedroom to check who the man was lying on the bed. When I turn him around, a loud gasp escapes from my mouth. 

“He’s dead.” 

I turned to see the one speaking behind me and I found Robert and the guy wearing a hooded robe standing by the door. 

I stepped backward as I saw Robert’s lifeless face. He smiled at me before he turned his back and went outside the room. While the guy in a hooded robe just looks at me in a blank face.

“You shouldn’t be able to see me.” He said as he walked closer to me. I felt my whole body stiffen as I can’t move. Then in an instant, his body is already an inch closer to my body.

I could feel his cold touch as his hands slowly caressed my cheek until it stopped on my forehead. His gray eyes feel like drowning me as he continues to look at me with furrowed brows. 

“Hmm, strange. It seems like I can’t see when you are going to die, human. But I need you to forget everything you saw tonight.” 

He slid his hand around my waist and pulled me closer. Without any hesitation, he sucked my lips as he also tried to suck something within. 

And right before I lost my consciousness, I heard him say, “Your lips taste so good, human.”

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