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Fathers Eyes

HE HAS HIS FATHERS EYES, I REALLY CAN'T STAND THE SIGHT OF THEM.

And when he smiled at her with his teeth glimmering and his cyan orbs alight she had forgotten for a second that those were his fathers eyes; she had forgotten the hatred for which she held for Him and she smiled back with love and maternal kindness.

And when he tells her "mommy I love, you!" she had forgotten her hatred towards red and fire and all things hot, ruffling his scarlet locks and saying that she loved her too; because she had forgotten that heat burns and scars and destroys all that it touches; she thought that for a moment he is nothing like his father because he acts like her with his charming smile and weak body.

But when he glares she flinches.

But when he was angry and he is screamed, she cried, because although for a moment she forgot, she will always remember that red is the color of blood and blue is the ocean to which she is chained and drowning and that he has his fathers eyes.

She tells her she hates him, that "you're just like your father!" and he looks so hurt; her words sting more than the scars He caused, the hatred in her eyes burns more than the fire on his fingertips ever will; all he sees is the hate in her eyes, and suddenly his cyan orbs drip down his cheeks, mingling with seared fresh and thumping sorrow.

And when he runs away she can't think because even though he had His eyes the boy had her heart, soft and kind; but she's run out of tears and her steely eyes have become a wall.

He never comes back and she thinks for a second that his eyes weren't His, they were hers under the cyan blue, she thinks for a second that his firey locks are as clean as the driven snow under the flame and soot; he is just as wounded as she, and she blames him because if he didn't have his fathers eyes she would have loved him so.

Such a shame that he has His eye too, but it's only one, she can fix this- it's only the eyes, get them out; get them out.

They don't belong there.

She can fix him, she can love him.

HE HAS MY SMILE, MY HEART AND SOUL, AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE IT.