Moving In With A Half-Vampire (on hold -_-)

Ch. 10: Something About the Eyes

hey guys, im back. after long days of homework and laziness...

anyway, THANKS TO ALL MY READERS!!!! u guys rock. keep reading!

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We were --- surprise, surprise--- silent in the car. I was still thinking of my "attack" thing in the auditorium, and Aidan, well... he was being Aidan.

"Tiana," he said finally, breaking the silence. "These attacks. Are they just blackouts? Or do you see anything, or are they like migraines, or---"

"Sometimes I see things," I admit quietly.

"Like...?"

"I don't know." I closed my eyes. "Lots of people's faces and different places that I swear I’ve never seen before."

"Are your nightmares the same?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, surprised. Now that he brought it up, I realized that the visions and nightmares and attacks are pretty much the same. And I realized something else, too."But... I've never had these visions before. Or in my nightmares. Just since I came here..."

"Huh," he said. Then we both fell silent again as we both considered this information.

We entered the house from the garage door just as Sandra came in through the front door. "Oh, hello," she said. "Did you kids just come home too? Where were you two? It's almost 5." She set down 3 bags on the kitchen counter.

"I was auditioning for a dance group at school," I answered. "Aidan waited for me." I moved to help her unload the bags but she just waved me away.

"Did he?" Sandra smiled proudly at Aidan, who rolled his eyes. "I didn't know you liked dancing, Tiana."

"I did before," I shrugged.

"Well, it's nice you get to do what you like," she sighed. "Unlike me, who works in a mall when I wanted to become a professional chef."

"You work in a mall?" I said.

"You wanted to be a chef?" Aidan said at the same time.

"Yes, I work in a clothing store," said Sandra. "And is it so surprising your mother wants to be a chef? Haven't you ever noticed how good your mother's cooking is compared to others?"

Aidan shrugged. "It's all food to me," he said sheepishly.

Sandra muttered something about 'teenage boys' and 'no respect for good food'. Then she said in her normal voice while unpacking some frozen peas, "Well, now, go do homework or watch TV or whatever it is that you teenagers do these days." She shooed us out. "Dinner's in an hour!"

I followed Aidan downstairs, suddenly feeling tired. I mean, getting hit in the face with a soccer ball and 2 attacks (plus 2 semi-attacks) and to top it all off, having to deal with Emma's spazzing... man, it's been a long day.

Aidan shut himself in his room (of course) and I made a beeline for my bed, not even bothering to close the door. I lay there staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering lazily about my... "attacks". Why did they keep coming, and what did they even mean?

I didn’t notice when my eyes had drifted closed or when I’d dozed off. But then it was dark and cold... and I was lost in blackness, with whirling lights above me... bone-chilling laughter... a menacing whisper, "Can't you tell Tiana? It's all right there..." And more laughter. (Jeez, couldn’t they try and control themselves?) And then silence. Those freaky red, hungry eyes.

Someone was shaking me. I gasped, blinking my eyes open. Immediately I saw Aidan's impossibly green eyes. But they were so like the other pair in my dreams!

"You--- your eyes--- they----" I gasped, staring at him with wildly.

He frowned, sitting on the edge of my bed. "What about my eyes?"

"They look ---- they look like----" I stopped. He didn't need to know that I saw them in my nightmares. Did he? It couldn't be his eyes anyway... "N-never mind. You just startled me, is all. You eyes are fine."

He looked confused. "O-kay. Anyway. Dinner's ready. Unless you want to lie here talking about my eyes?" He raised his eyebrows, amused.

"No!" I said quickly. "I'm fine. Hungry, yeah, I'm hungry. Dinner sounds great." I didn't look at him as I blabbed like an idiot.

He shrugged, and then walked out of my room.