When You See Me Don't Blink Or Stare นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My lips get parted a little unknowingly. I had not blink for once till now and I don't even want to. As if something will happen and this creature will vanish from the front of my eyes.

"I'm going to Harborwatch." Damon scoffed. "You're too kind, Raven, but she doesn't know how to appreciate it." "Stop being difficult, Thalia. Just come with us," Raven said as she walked up to me and reached out a clawed finger toward my eye. With her back turned to Damon, it seemed as if she were trying to brush my hair. I instinctively dodged and shoved her away. But somehow, she was thrown a few feet back and immediately cried out, "Thalia… why'd you hit me?"

I swallowed hard. He was still staring. My eyes are nothing special to stare at that much. “Do… you, um… have a problem with your eyesight?” I blurted. He blinked. “What did you ask?” “You stare a lot.” “At you? Understandable.” He shrugged lightly. “You make me stare.” I blinked. Don’t blush. Don’t blush. I warned myself. I was trying to be serious here. I cleared my throat. “So… you were saying?” I tried to divert the conversation.

My heart jumps to my throat, and I don’t dare look at him. But I do anyway. I glance up, just for a second, only to find that he’s not even looking at me. He’s staring straight ahead, eyes fixed on the lens like none of this affects him. Like my body isn’t practically pressed into his side. “Just look at me like you can’t stand me,” he whispers, voice low and flat. His gaze still doesn’t move. I laugh—nervous and surprised. And of course, the camera flashes at that exact moment.

You have three seconds to close your eyes and meet me, or I will shift us both right here and give everyone a show they won’t forget. Panic washed over me, and I immediately closed my eyes and sat in position. ‘There will be no need for that!’

The stall door opens and Clair rushes inside trying to calm Violet down. She keeps asking her questions about what she can touch or taste and I guess that's a technic to help with panic attacks. Violet visibly seems a little more relaxed in Clair's arms. Clair looks at me and Ivan, as we are just standing there looking at them with dumb looks on our faces. "Can you guys um give us some privacy". I didn't want leave Violet but I guess Clair knows what she's doing.... "Yeah of course" Ivan says before I can say anything.

For a moment there,I thought he was asking why I'm pretending to be my sister. "I don't." I don't dare look him in the eyes,I've never been good at eye contact when I'm lying. I blink,no matter how hard i chant to myself not to whenever I'm lying,i always blink,twice. Two fingers rest under my chin and I feel like my heart has stopped beating,I might as well be a statue right now because my whole body freezes. He lifts my face but my eyes still don't meet his. "Look at me," he whispers softly.

She also could never stand the smell of a grown man pee every time she sat there to wait to her bus. “ You can see me?.” He questioned, his eyes glued to her. Alyssa paused for a while as her eyes trailed down from his head to his toe. Blood stained shirt. Tore shirt. Barefoot. Rough hair. A breathe that stink. How did she miss all that? How did she not notice that he was one of them? One of those that were treated in asylums. “ Wait, you can see me.” Marco questioned curiously, shocked as well as ashamed.

I rub my legs together, I want him, I always do. "You're lying," he remarks and I shake my head. Tears well in my eyes for staring too long without blinking. His voice is a whisper when he says, "Blink." As those words depart his lips, I blink multiple times and push back the tears. Brandon chuckles like he's in on a secret privy to him alone. His hand moves to the nape of my neck, I wipe the tears leaking from the corner of my eyes. "You don't blink when you are lying."

MONICA. I blink rapidly, unsure of what I'm seeing. I'm pretty certain that my mind is just playing tricks on me, that what I'm seeing right now is just a product of my tired brain. But the more I blink, the clearer the surroundings become. But strangely enough, I don't feel alarmed at all. There seems to be something strong blocking my emotions, preventing me from feeling anything at full impact. All I can do is stare at him, completely entranced, unaware of anything else happening around me.