Please, Keep This Secret

Please, Keep This Secret

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"That's strange. Your eyes look red in the sun." he said, looking straight at me with that solemn stare everybody gives me when they point out that my eyes change colour in the sunlight. "Yeah, it is strange," I go straight to agreeing with him, though it would be fun to cause suspicion just this once, "I think that's why my eyes are unique. Because they glow red when he takes over." Luke Manhattan seemed like the ordinary boy, living the ordinary life in high school. He had a variety of friends, a loving father, two very supportive sisters, and a great reputation at school. He was a happy boy. It seemed like nothing in his life was ever out of place, except for the fact that people always pointed out that his eyes seemed to change to the colour red when he's standing in the sunlight. People think that happens because he has very bright and bold brown eyes, and that's what he tells everybody, but the truth is not always believable. Still very much struggling with trying to get over his complicated feelings for his best friend, Chris, even more trouble is caused when Luke meets another boy, Josh, and suspicion is immediately aroused. Everything Luke has ever hidden becomes revealed and uncovered to this boy all because this demon within him couldn't keep his mouth shut just this once.
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"Who are you?" I demand. The boy in front of me replies, "That's not how this works, love." I freeze. That phrase. That voice. It can't be. I look up but he's just a cloaked silhouette. The rustling stops when boys surrounding us step from their hiding spots and light lanterns. Every single one of them masked and cloaked. Except the one in front of me. The lamps lit, and I see his face. "Whoa," slips from my lips as I stare at the boy in front of me. His eyes widen and his jaw almost, just almost, drops. With his guard down for that one instant I lose all fear and gain control. "You!" I yell suddenly overflowing with anger. My stomach heats with rage. I fight to stand, stronger this time with anger as fuel. He backs up, his breath increasing. Obviously, uneasy, I take it as a win and almost stand all the way. "You. What are you doing here? How did you find this place!" He switched to angry. "You! You're the reason! They put me back because of you! It was all cause of you! It was your fault! All of it!" I'm so angry I yell only what I can. My thoughts flying through my head I can only yell unexplained nonsense. I've never felt anger like this before. The red glow lightly pours off my own skin and I take notice to it. I compare it to the glow coming off of him. Suddenly, it's an instinct to allow the anger to explode and in doing so the red glow is taken from his chest as I absorb it all and throw it out in all directions. I yank down away from the boy holding me just as the red glow gets sucked from him, absorbed into my hands, and then thrown out in a sphere of red glow. All boys stumbling but not by much and the one holding me gets knocked back, I'm free. "You die now, Peter Pan!"

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