Eyes Story

Chapter 4

There used to be rumours, stories really, that were spread. The sort that were heard in side streets and told by the campfire. Tales about people with coloured eyes. It was said that they walked among us, they could be right next to us and we wouldn't know it. This used to scare younger kids to the point that they wouldn't trust anyone- save their family- for over a week. I tried to ignore them but the stories have a way of getting into your head. One week when I was ten I wouldn't leave the house without Zach. But Zach isn't here now. And staring at the boy with the green eye I really wish he was with me. I blink a few times expecting it to disappear like my blue eyes but it stays the same. Shaking my head in disbelief I open my mouth trying to say something, anything, but nothing comes out. Chase is saying something but I can't hear him, I turn and see that the other boy is talking too but I can't hear anything. I just stare at them until I feel my legs give beneath me. The last thing I feel are arms go around me and then ... darkness.

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When I wake up someone is carrying me, one arm under my knees, the other holding my shoulders. I try to take in as much of my surroundings as I can without opening my eyes. I keep my breathing steady too, I don't want them knowing I'm awake- Whoever 'they' are. A boy is carrying me, I note, and we're on the move. Another pair of footsteps can be heard close by so it's two people, probably Chase and that other boy. Cool air brushes my skin which means it's probably still night. At least I wasn't out for too long. Now I just need to think of a way to escape...

"You shouldn't have done that" I heard one of them say, the boy who returned my "dropped" bracelet.

"We have her now don't we? So don't complain, at least this way she's not moaning or fighting us" Said Chase, although he mumbled the last part.

"Well did you expect her to just come along with us to god-knows-where with two strangers? One of who has a green eye" He makes sure to emphasise the last part.

"She doesn't understand that what we are doing here is for her own good, not ours" Chase said.

"Well how was she to know that if you didn't even give me a chance to explain that to her?"

"She wouldn't listen anyway, she's too stubborn" The other boy mumbled something in reply that sounded like "just like you". I had a feeling Chase wouldn't let that slide but then we come to a sudden stop. Chase curses softly and suddenly we're moving faster. Wardens, the thought floats through my head and I mentally curse too.

Suddenly I grab the hand of the boy who is holding me as I remember he had a watch there- this proved to be rather awkward as I tried not to fall. As I check the watch I also quickly scan our surroundings.

"What-"he starts but I just say "go left". The boys share a look and I choose that moment to leap from the arms holding me and jog in the direction I said. If they didn't want to listen to me then they'll get caught, see if I care. A second later they've flanked me and we run silently onto the next road. I run a few steps ahead of them, leading us to the safest place at this time. I move swiftly, weaving through the streets, sticking to the shadows. Why am I helping them? I think to myself, because I couldn't deal with the guilt of leaving them. Finally we reach a small playground with a large shed; I walk round until I'm behind it, perfectly out of sight. The boys are close behind and I turn to look at them expectantly.

"What do you want from me?" I ask.

"You're sure this is safe?" the boy whose name I don't know asks.

"It's a blind spot" I answer and cross my arms waiting for answers.

"Well, first of all I'm Victor and this is Chase" he says. I just nod and don't offer to tell them my name, besides they seem to know it already.