I thought for a moment.
"Well, I mean, he's dead."
"No Jon, he can't be. His funeral was before my great grandpa's funeral. Yet, he managed to kill my grandpa."
"Wait, Alex, you said Fredrick's FUNERAL. Did anyone witness his death?"
"Well, I don't even know. All my mom told me was someone came to there door with an invitation to a funeral and wake."
"Then, he faked his death?"
"Yeah, but that was so long ago. He was like 90 that time. Fredrick must be dead."
"But, the golden eye gene. Maybe, it's made him immortal?"
"If he is, well, what would he want to do?"
"Let's think. He's all powerful and had some grudge with his family. He saw dead people."
"Jon wait, what if the dead people he saw were murdered by someone else with the golden eye gene? And he killed his family because of how they treated him?"
"Wait, Al, I see dead people that someone else with the golden eye gene killed. MY family treats me horribly."
"So, everyone with the gold eye gene is cursed to the same fate?!"
I started to panic. I DID NOT want to have the same destiny as Fredrick.
"Jon wait, there's something on the back of this photograph."
I looked at him and he showed the photograph to me.
"It's a bunch of squiggles." He said.
"No, Al, there are clear words on it."
We both stared at each other before I began to read aloud.
•Congratulations, if you can read this, that means u r one of us. You've been mistreated ur whole life and have been dismissed by ur whole family. Well, I can change that. Join me, Jonathan Wilter.•
We both stood there, with a thousand questions swimming around.
"We can't deal with this now. Let's sleep on it," Alex said, reminding me it was only 2 in the morning . We slipped to his room and crawled into bed. I flushed with the thought of sleeping next to him, but I ignored the feelings. I couldn't have anothe incident.
Instead of falling asleep, I stayed awake, terrified of my own self.
This was stressing me out and honestly I was scared to death. Was all of this real? Most days I just had to make it through without crying myself to sleep and my parents not bursting my eardrums, but this was a lot to take on. I just layed next to Alex and his breathing and mine were in sync. Suddenly I was surrounded by a golden eyed boy and a ton of his minions with bloody knives. Alex seemed to notice too and immediately screamed. Before they began to torture me, I turned to the boy, who was Fredrick and said,"I want to join the dark side of the golden eyed." He smiled evilly and blood was dripping down his forehead and I shivered. "What are you doing?" Alex whispered. "This is our only way to figure out more about my genes and to stop this cycle of fate." I whispered. And with that Fredrick took my hand and his minions put down their weapons. I pretty much was risking my life and the boy I loved.

YOU ARE READING
The Golden Eye
Mystery / ThrillerJonathan Wilter is another bump in his family generation. His strange golden eyes have set him apart from others his whole life. That is, except for Alex Canofort. He's the only person Jon trusts. However, as Jonathan finds himself falling dangerous...