The Black Eyed Child

"places don't"

I looked at him in dishevelment for a couples of seconds, then he said.

"Dude come on It's just me come down, I need a smoke and I hope you still have the fags I gave you last week."

I nodded and went back into my drawer and got another one out for him, I closed my window and started going down stairs. I asked myself why was he here? I'm not one of him close friend if anything I'm just a client to his 'business'  if u could even call it that. He went missing three days ago so why tonight, he could of been mails away form Green Park by now. I went to the door and saw him sat on the step were I normal sat, I opened the door and sat next to him handing him the fag.

"Hey, sorry do u have a lighter, I lost my one, do u mind."

"Oh yeah sure, here u go."

We both lit are fags in silence. I thought to myself I have to ask him if he know what happened to his family, then it suddenly hit me what if he happened to his family, what if he murmured then all. Was I sat next to a murmurer?

"So are we just going to sit here is silence or are u going to ask me what happened?"

He asked me this in such normality it was kinda scary. It felt like he could read my mind or something. 

"I mean if you want to talk about it we, I just don't want to step over any boundaries, you know."

"Haha, nah it's cool ask what ever u want, I don't really mind to be honest."

"Ok, well what happened three night ago then?"

"I mean nothing really, they just died."

"Luke, the news says that there thoughts were cut open."

"Oh, shit, really I thought they were going to do something slower then that."

"Luke, who are they?"

"I don't know they just came into my house, but I did let them in so I guess it's my fault they died."

"Where have u been the last couple of days?"

"Oh, I've just been around, you know how it be, don't you"

After he said that the oven went off in the kitchen, I saw the sudden sound startled him, I stud up and invited him in for some pizza. He officiously said yes, it looked like he hadn't eaten in days. We split the pizza in silences and we both sat up on the counters of the kitchen. I saw he was wearing a pair of ripped jeans showing his legs more then they normally did, they've been ripped more then the last time I saw him ware those. His hoodie was plan black with mud stains all over it accompanied with ash stains as well, the hood was up but I could still see his brunette hair resting on his forehead. But he was wearing some sun-glass I haven't seen him wear before, I thought this was a bit strange but I looked over it. His black and white vans shoes were ruined with mud, but they did make him look taller maybe 5'11 now. 

I saw he was finished with his plat, I told him he could put it by the sink, where I sat next took. He put is plate in but I saw him start crying over the  sink. I put my plate down and stud up and gave him a huge. I haired him cough as if he was going to say something, and he said.

"Conor I'm gay, and that nigh I told my parents that and well, they got mad and hit me giving me a black-eye. But then these teenager came to the door and said 'can we come in' I said no but they insisted and I let them in. Conor they killed my family. They were going to kill or turn me into one of then, and Conor I'm so so sorry" 

I released from the huge and looked at his face with ties running slowly down him face from his glasses then I said 

"why, wait what do u mean?"

"Because they can't just take one they have to take two people at once but only people that have been pureed of ignorance in there lives, so I had to choice you. I'm so so sorry Conor."

I stepped back away from him hitting the side of the kitchen counter with my hip. I saw him slowly remover his glasses to show a pair of two pure black eyes. All I could say was.

"Places don't."