Where Your Eyes Don't Go Novels & Stories

Kids don’t always understand why their parents have so little patience. I take my glasses off my eyes and clean the lenses with a special wipe. It is not that I cannot see without them, I just cannot see very far without them. I place them back on my eyes and as the view comes into focus, I can see one of the men at the table staring intently at me.

She looked at me, searching my face for the answer. “Your eyes Aly… They’re different…” “What do you mean they’re different?” She glanced over at the others as if looking for confirmation. “Holy shit Aly, one is red!” Mat jumped off the couch, walking over to inspect her eyes. “What?” She jumped out of my arms and ran to the bathroom to look at them in the mirror. “How?” *Aramyth, do you know anything about this?* She did notice the mind link did not cause her eyes to haze over at all though and she could track both the internal and external going ons. That would be handy.

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*Maggie* I stand in front of the doctor who saved me from the mental institution and blink furiously to clear my eyes. My lashes feel thick and sticky and I rub at them furiously trying to either wake myself up or free my poor eyelids of the feeling of stiffness that settles in. I groan in frustration when my eyes water and I try yet again to blink through the heavy lids of my eyes. I can’t explain how I know who is in front of me other than, I just know. It could be her scent or perhaps the blurry shape I can perceive through my gooey eyes.

Nathan asks. “Are you kidding me? Haven’t you seen Final Destination 5? The laser burnt the girl’s eyes because the doctor forgot about her, and she ended up flying out of the window! No, I won’t have the same fate. Contacts and glasses are just fine for me.” Nathan keeps his eyes glued on my face, then he bursts into laughter. What's funny about what I'm saying? “Are you serious, Linnea?” he says between laughter and I cross my arms over my chest.

I nodded, relishing the feeling before her eyes suddenly snapped away from my gaze and a feeling of irritation took hold of me, eyebrows furrowing at the loss of intimacy, her eyes surveying the rest of her surroundings. “Uh….c-can we go …Somewhere?” she trailed off, her eyes still off me. I slightly turned looking up at the eyes of wondering super natural’s and clueless humans alike, a low growl emitting from my lips. Those that could hear on a frequency that low, immediately averted their eyes, but as far as humans go, their eyes remained a passive glance away.

I muttered, stepping outside. I blinked hard, squinting against the harsh light as the headache settled right behind my eyes. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath, pressing my fingers briefly to my temple. Yeah… my glasses. I really should get that done, else I am definitely going to ruin my sight completely. And the mystery of my previous new ones going missing still wasn’t solved. My lips pressed together at that thought. It didn’t just disappear. I know it didn’t. But I didn’t have the time or energy to start thinking about that right now.

Kara I blink my eyes back, feeling a searing pain near my chest. Agony courses through me, intensifying with each beat of my heart. Goddess, that hurt. My eyes peer open, struggling against a blinding light that engulfs my surroundings. The air is mysteriously silent, devoid of any sound or movement.

Just go away. In the clear liquid, a pair of calm eyes reflected.

I am nowhere near home. Oh gods, where am I? The rain stops, but my glasses are so watermarked that they do not serve much of a purpose on my face beyond looking decorative. They are my favorite cat-eyed frames, edged in amber crystals, contrasting nicely with my lavender eyes. I take them off and put them in my pocket while I look in my bag for my case. It’s not there and I’m not even sure when I lost it… “Damn it.” I cover my eyes with my palms, and I take a deep breath in an attempt to ground and center myself.