The Hunted

Chapter Five

Cold water hit my body to the point I was shivering. I got up, turned the water off, and put casual day clothes on. Although today hasn't been casual in any way.

Its barely noon and everyone in the house is loud. My family is never loud until dinner time, so I'm pretty curious. I start heading downstairs to join everyone, but they become silent. They always seem to be hiding something from me and its starting to irritate me more than ever. I feel so unwelcomed in my own house. Instead of joining them, I walk straight for the door paying no attention that they even exist.

I'm heading to the field. I want answers and if that means hunting down this lightning boy I'm doing it.

"Lighting boy" is such a good fit for this mystery guy in the woods. I'm sticking to calling him that.

I go to my usual field and look around hoping he would abruptly walk out of the lining of woods. He doesn't, though. I walk around a bit hoping to find some kind of hint to where he could be. There's no hope. My thoughts are everywhere and nothing makes sense.

Soon I give up. There isn't any way I'm going to find him. I can't go home because I'm tired of all the secrets today. I lay down in the field and take a few deep breaths. I can feel my thoughts slowing down and everything around me seems to slow too. The tall trees and bushes swaying in the wind slow to a calmer sway. The noises I hear, small animals running through grass and tumbling in leaves and the faint buzz of flies and crickets, it all gets drowned out by silence.

Complete silence and slow motion swaying nature. Its so peaceful. I still wish I could find Lightning Boy, though. I close my eyes and remember the details I observed.

Silver hair with the blue roots; same blue as the streak in my hair. The light, shiny glow of his beautiful skin. His perfect, full lashes. Its all there. Almost as if I could reach out and touch him.

"How did you do that?" Its him. That soothing voice...