Eyes blue

Chapter 1

Another slap...

And another...

And another...

Endless hits...

All filled with disappointment...

A punch to the face was what knocked me out of my trance-like state. More hot red blood dripped out of my nose as I tried my best to lift my arms to shield my face.

Another hit...

I swear I heard a crack as I scream out in pain, my arm falling down and laying there limply. Looking at it once more before I look up at the man in front of me. The one I thought I should love.

Another hit...

"V-Vater, s-stop!"

Another hit...

"Shut up you worthless piece of shit!" Lifting me up by my neck, he throws me to the side. I get flung straight into the wall and cry out again. He seemed to teleport over and continued throwing punches like it was nothing. A puddle of blood forming under my head from the impact of the fall.

Another hit...

"B-bitte Vater!"

Another hit...

"Why don't you just listen to me!?" I flinch again as his voice got louder. A tight hand wraps around my jaw and lifts me up- forcing me to look into the eyes of my father.

"I-it h-hurts..." I croak out and feel the air being knocked out of my lungs. Whimpering, I lift my eyes again to look into my father's bright blue eyes.

I wish I had those...

Maybe then father would love me...

Another hit...

"Pain is for the weak! You will wear them and that's final, do you understand me?" I weakly nod clenching my eyes together to refrain the tears pouring out. "If you want to be my son, then you will have to act like it. And get rid of those disgusting eyes of yours!"

'I don't think they're that ugly' is what I would say if I wanted to be beaten more. But I knew he was right. He always was.

The typical Aryan should have blonde hair and blue eyes.

Yet I have Gold. Disgusting gold that flowed like a liquid around my iris.

Though gold was such a pretty colour, but my father didn't like it; so, I didn't. It must remind him to much of his brother- the one he brutally murdered.

I should have blue eyes is what he said.

So, I had a choice: either lose both of my eyes, or to wear the horrible, aching contact lenses.

And like any normal person. I refrained from the whole stabbing my eyes out thing and chose the contacts.

The blue contacts.

I'm an Aryan role-model.

I'm the führers son.

I have to be perfect.

"Ja Vater. Anything for you."

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Yes I did my research and normal contacts were created by German ophthalmologist Adolf Gaston Eugen Fick in 1888 while coloured contacts were created the Ciba Vision Company in 1981.

But we will ignore that -_-

Anyway this is the book I will start after Black Blood is finished which is...

Now! I've finished it!

This book is for Fnaduppet ❤❤❤

Anyway hope you enjoyed 

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