reluctant hero

reluctant hero

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“Tell me, have you ever felt inadequate, invaluable, and forgotten? If you would disappear right now,… would anyone notice?” long, slender fingers delicately wrapped around his wrists as he could do nothing else but stare at the young man in front of him. “are you uncomfortable with my appearance?” He asked and it took him only a fraction of a second, fast enough that had Landon Blinked he would have missed it to change his look. “I can help you, you know.” Plump dark red lips planted themselves softly on the tanned skin of Landon’s wrist. “I can make everything better” she said as her lips moved up to the crook of his elbow. “Make them pay.” She whispered again and her lips now pressed themselves against his neck. “make them suffer” Those eyes would haunt him for the rest of his life. After all the precautions, going as far as even moving to a different country he once again finds himself eye to eye with a set of unnatural, glowing eyes of dark lilacs. Running didn’t help, so should he just accept his fate instead? To die like a pig, and let his body rot away? Perhaps that’s the reason why Landon took it upon himself to stay away from those violet eyes that sought his green one’s in school. She was one of them, one of the creatures out to hunt him. It was only a matter of time before she spilled the information to his hunter. Then again, would she really help him this much, even going as far as to integrate him into her group of friends? After all, living in constant fear, and paranoia does strange things to a body and mind.
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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