Silver Eyes that Gleam with the Moon

It had been 20 minutes since I left the party, walking down the thin pavement that followed the road to my house. It would still be around another 20 minutes before I got home since I lived just on the edge of town, my house surrounded by a small forest of trees. It gave me the privacy in which I loved. Not many people visited me and I usually tended to stay home, either cleaning, reading, cooking and baking. I didn't do much with my time unless it involved my school life which has now ended, or work.

I smiled to myself as I thought of my comfortable queen single bed, with my short height of 5'2 and small body, I could easily fit into the bed along with another person. That person being Amanda since she's been the only one to visit me now that my parents had moved in land. I had decided to stay on the coast, loving the salty smell of the ocean and much clearer skies.

My thoughts had been broken by a rustle in the trees beside me. Stopping in my tracks, I turn to the trees, my smile slowly faltering. I couldn't exactly see what was in the trees, but there was something that caught my eyes. Two figures, both sitting on a branch in the tree beside me. Nervously twisting the ring on my finger around, my first thought with their figures were perhaps some younger teenagers who may be pulling a prank or who may have run away from home, taking shelter in the trees. But those thoughts were cut short from the four glowing eyes that seemed to turn my way, as if sensing I was watching them. But... Their eyes were strange, and just like the moon, their eyes gleamed silver.

A growl could be heard from their direction, one of them which seemed to sit up straighter while keeping its eyes on me doing so soon after. Flinching from the unexpected noise, I didn't think twice as I pushed myself forward, running in the direction in which I lived in. I did not want to stick around to find out what exactly those creatures were, even if it were just a stupid prank.

Not too long after, I had found myself panting at the front of my door. Holding a hand up to my chest as if that could help me suck in more air in which didn't want to make itself present in my lungs. I knew for a fact I wouldn't be walking that way again, and if so, not alone at least.

Standing up properly, I don't hesitate when opening the door and quickly rushing in, locking it straight away behind me before running up to my room. Perhaps what I saw a few minutes ago was just my mind playing tricks in the dark. But then again... Those eyes... They were anything but human and yet, the body wasn't anything but human. Perhaps a wild animal I've never heard of...?

A crash upsatirs broke me from my thoughts. Rushing up the stairs, I gasp soon after opening the door to my room. There, sitting on my windowsill, was a young man. He looked around my age but at the same time, I wasn't quite sure of his age. His clothing looked to be old and ripped in some places, but somehwhat comfortable. He didn't seem to have shoes or any protection on his feet. His hair amazed me; black like the darkest charcol you would see in the fire pit after a fire. But what captured my attention the most, were those eyes. Silver.

The boy's head perked up in my direction, jumping from my windowsill to the floor in my room. The floorboards creaked under the unexpected weight but that didn't stop him from moving. In fact, he moved quickly to where I stood. I hadn't even realised that I backed myself up against the corner as he neared, sliding down the wall once he stood in front of me.

"P-Please... Who- W-What are you...?" I managed to whisper out. He didn't answer me at first which frustrated me, but I wasn't going to speak out about it. He did though reach his closed fist out to my face. Closing my eyes tightly, I expected the pain from some sort of punch to come around, but I did not feel the pain of any sort of violence. So, hesitantly, I opened my eyes, only to be met with his fist in front of my face. My eyes widened and I moved my eyes up to his, he had a small smile of hidden amusement on his face, causing my own to heat up. I was blushing? Well, to be honest, he was quite attractive...

He grunts and pushes his fist closer to my face, I flinched but I didn't move away. Instead, I watched as he did this repeatedly. Only staring at him in confusion until something in my mind clicked. Holding out my own hand underneath his fist. Opening his fist up, something small but heavy fell into my palm. Looking down after he moved his fist away, I was shocked to see my ring. It must've fell off when I ran.

I smile warmly. Turning my blue eyes up to his silver ones, I open my mouth before speaking, "Thank you."