Shawn just stared me down after we got to the diner; I could tell he was dying to ask me all about what happened last night, but even I wasn't entirely sure of everything and I didn't want to tell him about the embarrassing shit I did remember. Thankfully he seemed to just been waiting for me to bring it up, but if I could avoid it then I was going to. I just wanted to forget that any of the night had even happened, especially that stuff with the new resident weirdo, Elijah.

"So Kim seems happy." I offered a different route of conversation but of course he only hummed in response not being that interested in it. I sighed, was there really no getting out of this? Why was he so interested anyway? He's the one that left me to deal with a stranger. Where was Kim and Jackson to talk about some anime or conspiracy theories? "Go ahead, say it" I groaned in defeat and Shawn's face just lit up.

"So, what all happened between you and Elijah?" Shawn asked, but I really wasn't sure what he wanted to hear. The guy had been super touchy and said a lot of freaky stuff, but it wasn't anything more than that. Not that I was aware of at least.

"He took care of me. Not much to it." I went back to eating my waffle. I really liked waffles. They were way better than pancakes. Anyone who argued against my opinion was clearly deranged and wrong. It was just a fact of life, not even an opinion. Waffles were better in every sense. Pancakes were okay, but that's all they'd ever be, while waffles were fantastic.

"He couldn't keep his eyes off you, it was like he was eyeing a prize in a machine or something." Shawn interrupted my internal monologue about waffles and I just shrugged, it wasn't like I could tell him why the guy was like that.

"Not everyday you see someone with my condition." I guessed aloud, it was the thing that made the most sense to me. People with heterochromia weren't that common, I remembered when I was younger- before the contacts- people stared at me a lot once they noticed. No matter where I went I always managed to attract someone's attention. However I hadn't really cared at the time, I was a kid, I liked people paying attention to me; but unfortunately I ended up catching the wrong kind of attention from the wrong kind of people and now... Now I have to live keeping secrets from the people the most important to me.

"It seemed he was more so staring at you than your eyes. Also the way he said things was really strange." Shawn explained his concerns further and he was right to be paranoid; but even though that guy put me on edge and made me want to keep my walls up and fortified; I didn't feel like he wanted to cause me any physical pain. So that made me relax at least a little.

"I mean, yes, he did seem strange," I agreed and made eye contact with Shawn. "But he had so many chances to do something and didn't, so I'd like to think he can't be that dangerous." I stated bluntly.

"I mean your right but still...it just put me on guard I guess." Shawn explained, I nodded, it was good to know I wasn't the only one. Though I could do without being the only one Elijah couldn't help but stare at, but that's besides the point.

"I understand but you don't have to worry. I'll be sure to keep my distance." I went back to cutting my waffles while smirking, "Besides you were the one who left me alone with him. Just saying," I couldn't hold in my laughter at the exaggerated look of offense Shawn got. After a bit of laughing we moved on from the subject thankfully. Once we were close to finishing up the delicious perfect breakfast that was waffles; Jackson had apparently woken up so we put in a to go order to bring back for him. Things were normal. Everything was fine. No need to worry. All I have to do is keep away from Elijah and I'll be fine. After all, how hard could it be?

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Stay away from Elijah. I had one goal that should have been easy but here I am at 4 in the morning in his room. On his bed to be more precise. It had only been 2 weeks and yet here I was trapped once again by his stare. Now I know you're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation and well it all started yesterday at lunch.

Kim was once again telling us another one of her ideas. Never good. We saw how well it went for me last time so I was very opposed, at first. She wanted us to go to Jessica's house the next night to have a horror movie marathon. Her and Jessica had begun dating about a week ago and she really wanted her to get to know us since we were her closest friends. It made sense but looking back at it now I wish I had said no. But that is a problem of the past we are now having to deal with now.

Jackson, Shawn and I had arrived at Jessica's house around 7. Kim was already there, obviously. I looked up at the house and remembered that unfateful night and frowned at the memories. Jackson came up behind me and I turned to see him squinting at the house. He looked as if he was trying to find something.

"I could have sworn that the house had brown shutters, but now they are white." He said thoughtfully. I looked over to the house and I wasn't sure to be honest. I was too busy being stared down by Mr. Mystery-Man to have paid attention. I frowned at the memory. I hope I don't have to deal with him again.

"They could have painted them." I chimed in and he shook his head in disagreement.

"The plants would have paint on them. I know they had to have been brown." He thought out loud until his eyes widened with realization and he looked over at me, "Mandela!" I thought about it but I didn't have enough evidence to agree or disagree.

"Not enough evidence." I said simply while shrugging my shoulders. He nods in understanding before looking over to the door to see Kim and runs over to her to probably see if she could help with his case. I just smiled, he was dedicated to his conspiracies, I'll give him that. I turned to now look at Shawn who was staring at the house with a slight glare. I followed his gaze til I noticed Elijah staring at me though the window and I froze, seemingly forgetting how to breathe at the same time. Why did he have this effect on me? He seemed to notice and smiled before turning away and leaving his window while I continued to just stare. He must have known I was coming over and was waiting. I frowned at the thought but then suddenly Shawns hand was waving in front of me pulling me from my dissociated state.

"Please try staying away from him. I have a really bad feeling and I can't quite put my finger on it but he has to be bad news." He said sternly. I glanced at the window once more before looking back at Shawn. I also felt it in the pit of my stomach.

"Trust me, that's the plan. I don't think he is dangerous but I plan on keeping my guard up. No need to worry about me, I can handle Mr. Stares A Lot." I smile at him and slightly punch his arm. I knew why he was protective but I still didn't want him to worry about me. It was understandable since he knows about my situation and to be honest I should probably be more paranoid but I just wanted to be as close to normal as I could get. I these past years are afraid and always looking behind me but I want to learn to not be afraid anymore. Still, it showed how much he cared and I appreciated that.

We all eventually went inside and camped out in the living room. There was a bar that connected to the kitchen and it was lined up with bowls filled with all kinds of snacks. They even had my favorite, sea salt waffle chips. After we all grabbed some snacks and drinks we settled in the living and the time came to decide on which film to start.

"So Jessica actually showed this one to me the other night and well it was really good. I really like the plot twist. It's called Orphan." Kim offered up the first film. She was curled up with Jessica who was watching her talking, staring her down like she was the most beautiful painting she had ever laid eyes on. It was heartwarming to see. You could tell that Kim could tell from the light blush that rested on her cheeks.

"Bet! Let's get this party started!" Jackson exclaimed next to me and we started the movie marathon for the next few hours.

It was around 1 AM that everyone slowly started to doze off so we decided to call it a night. We all helped clean up the living room and kitchen before parting ways. Kim stayed with Jessica of course while Jackson, Shawn and I had the guest bedroom to share. The bed was only a full so they had a twin sized blow up on the floor and I claimed that one. Shawn and Jackson thought they won getting the bed but soon they would wish they had the twin.

Jackson was a goner and passed out as soon as he was on the bed. I laughed slightly as he immediately started to curl up with all the covers and Shawn started to play tug a war with him. Shawn looked to me for help and while I could be a good friend and help him I chose not too. See, I knew I was the winner here. I gave him two thumbs up of encouragement while backing out of the room to head to the bathroom. He just frowned at me while I held back my laughter.

I quickly brushed my teeth and took my contacts out and put them away. Properly this time. No drunk mistakes tonight! I quickly went back to the room and saw that Shawn was able to steal back some of the comforter and fall asleep. I smiled for his victory only to see Jacksons sleeping form stir a bit and try to steal them back. I couldn't help but smile more knowing I wouldn't need to worry with my own little blow up mattress. While they may not be the most comfortable, but I don't have to fight to stay warm.

I fell asleep quickly but sadly woke up about an hour later feeling like a boulder had hit me. All my muscles ached and my mouth felt dry as a desert. I twisted and turned for a bit but I couldn't fall back asleep. I stared at the ceiling for a bit before deciding water would hopefully be my saviour. Yes, water is always good and would help me with this situation.

I gently rolled on the air mattress going to stand up only for my vision to go black. I let myself down, slowly grabbing my head in confusion. I must have stood up too fast, yes, that had to be it. I am okay. Once my vision came back I slowly but surely pulled myself up with the help of the dresser. Good no more blackouts, now to complete my mission. Water. I needed water. I slowly but surely made my way to the door and snuck out of the room.

My head still felt a little funny. I should probably not be up and walking but my throat was begging for water and I couldn't ignore it. I will just quickly get some water and go back to sleep, simple as that. I leaned against the wall for support and slowly went towards the kitchen. God bless walls for always being here for me.

After a few minutes of stumbling in the dark I found the doorway to the kitchen. I was so close to completing my mission. I had encountered a few obstacles but I was strong, I will get the water I so desperately need.

I went to turn into the kitchen right when a dizzy spell hit me and I lost my balance, the wall no longer being my support system. I felt so weak and my muscles ached for relief. I prepared myself for the cruel pain that the floor had waiting for me but never found it. I was confused and opened my eyes to see a figure of a person above me and my heart began to race. I was no longer alone. How long had I not been alone? I could hear all my alarms going off but I was too weak to listen to any of them and my throat was too dry to speak. But I knew I needed to do something and fast. This was not an obstacle that I had planned on. Why me? Why couldn't I ever complete my missions without trouble. I frown at my own thoughts but then remember that now is not a time to be self pitying. I needed to move and so I did!

Well, I attempted to. I weakly squirmed only to have what I assumed was the person's arms to hold me tighter and lift me as well. I felt my head fall back at the sudden movement. Walking. They were now walking and my muscles hurt too much to do anything about it. I felt like my skin was on fire and I hated it. I tilted my head to try and see where we were going. Where we were going was unbeknownst to me. I was too weak to fight back but still I felt the need to fight. So I did what I could. I reached up to the face and flicked them. They stopped for a brief second before continuing on with a snicker. I frown. How dare they laugh at my attempt to get them to stop. Bastard.

After a bit of walking we finally entered a room and I felt them gently lay me at the head of the bed and I went to fall over to fall back into darkness. I could feel my lack of sleep fighting me and I wasn't going to win this battle. I know I should want to get away or figure out what was going on but my exhaustion had sleep in mind. I would let myself lose this battle and accept the unconsciousness that I felt was around the corner waiting for me but once again they decided to interrupt my plan. What was it with all my missions and plans being interrupted? Can't I succeed in any of my goals?

I felt arms pull me back up, securing me so that I laid back against the pillows but still was sitting up.

"Asshole." I muttered under my breath, my voice sounding raspy as ever.

I just wanted to sleep but I couldn't sleep like this. Far too uncomfortable. I stared blankly into the darkness until a light lit up behind a door to my left. Now that I could see slightly I looked around at my surroundings and my eyes slowly widened at the familiar room. Black furniture and grey walls. I knew these walls. Fuck. I'm sorry Shawn, my weakness to ignore my want for water would be my undoing. He told me to stay away and yet here I was back in the same bed I had woken up that morning.

I heard movement in the bathroom reminding me that I was not alone. I needed to leave. I needed to return back to Shawn and Jackson. Scold him for bringing me here. Yes he helped stop my untimely fall but I was now without water and it was his fault. I scrunched my brows together and turned to leave the bed so I could try and sneak out only to see those grassy, no, emerald eyes staring me down. When did he get here? Everything I was thinking was now gone for I was once again trapped by his stare. I could feel them trapping me down like veins growing around me, binding me in my spot. I shakenly gulped forgetting how to breathe. And then he finally spoke.

"Drink." Ex-fucking-cuse me?