~Third Person POV~
Darius stood there watching as Nev basically crumbled before his eyes, and it made him immediately pity the poor boy. He felt bad for having that slight fear for him, but he couldn't help it, it was human nature after all. To be scared of the unknown is so natural, humans don't think much of it, but what if this unknown had feelings. Do humans ever think about the consequences to follow from showing that fear? Darius gave Nev a few minutes to himself, while he wondered to himself whether or not they should help him. On the other hand, Darius' mother slowly walked out of the house past him towards the boy on his knees. Once she reached him, she gently sat her small fragile hand on his shoulder. "Come inside, I'll make you something to eat, and we can talk." Nev hesitated. He did not want to scare Darius more than he already has, suddenly an idea sparked up in Nev's curiously agile mind. He would get to know the boy and his family more, he'd open up to them and tell him everything he knows and vice versa. Maybe knowing things about this world would help him understand his own. Slowly Nev nodded, standing up and following the small woman into the house. Passing Darius, Nev glanced at him only to catch his eye in the process, he froze. Darius didn't move, neither could Nev. It was almost as if time had stopped around them. Their breathing became paced with one another and their hearts beat in sync. Nev's lime green eyes studying Darius's icy gray eyes in curiosity and confusion. Neither of them had ever experienced anything of the sort and the moment dragged on longer than either boy wanted.
Charlie looked back at them and scanned their expressions, smiling to herself, "Come on Nev, the food is getting cold." Nev took another second before tearing his gaze away from Darius' and following Charlie further into the house. Darius continued to watch Nev, his mouth slightly agape, his arms by his sides, and the only thing he could do was try and wrap his mind around what just happened.
They all sat at the table, Nev was fully fed, Darius was fidgeting while he kept his gaze on the ground. Sitting directly across from Nev he didn't dare look at him for an "unknown" reason, and his mother, Charlie, sat still beside Nev, with a graceful smile spread across her face. "So Nev, since you can't remember much, why don't you tell us the last thing you remember." Taking a moment, Nev though to himself. "A sharp pain, and then falling." He kept his face blank though his eyes clearly showed fear, that is, the fear of the unknown. Darius looked up just in time to catch this hint of fear, but his mother didn't see it, although her smile faltered slightly she continued to question Nev. The individual across from him looked a little concerned for Nev, showing him a soft side that no one but his mother sees. Its almost as if Darius realized just how humane Nev actually was. Darius stared at Nev and began to think deeply, easily becoming distracted by his thoughts. He didn't notice Nev's continuous glances his way, that is until they caught each others eye again. Charlie didn't say anything and she watched as the two boys stared at one another for another long minute, as if trying to figure out exactly what the other was thinking.
~Darius' POV~
I continued to look at Nev even after so many seconds had passed by. Wandering further from the conversation with my thoughts, I was so distracted I didn't know what was happening until his eyes attacked mine. Trapping me in a continuous gaze that I can't seem to look away from. Forcing myself, I tore away from his gorgeous lime green eyes back to the floor, a tiny blush dusting my cheeks. I cleared my throat standing. "I'll be in the living room if you need me." Just when I was about to walk away I heard Nev stand as well. "May I accompany you?" Slowly I turned my head and looked at him, his eyes were slightly pleading. My mother smiled, "You two can go have fun and don't stay up to late. We'll talk more tomorrow, its getting late anyways." She waved us off. Internally I was screaming NO, but I nodded my head and began to walk away with Nev following closely behind. 'Doesn't he understand that I was trying to get away from him? What could he possibly want with me??'
Sitting on one end of the couch, my eyes stayed off of Nev, in fear that we might lock eyes once more and I won't be able to look away. I felt the sofa sink in beside me, our arms brushing against each other for a brief second causing a tingling sensation to travel up my arm. Brushing it off as something that was a part of what he is, I still didn't look at him even though I could feel his eyes prying at me. Judging my appearance to the brink of extinction. Unconsciously, I started to scoot away from him a little ways, pressing my side further against the arm of the couch.
~Nev POV~
I might not have shown it, but when he slowly made his way further away from me, it hurt. The fact that I didn't know what I was, or where I came from bothered me so much, and I could tell it bothered my hosts as well. I only know that I am what I am, I can't help it. If he wants to be away from me, then I'll bother him no more, but I won't give up. My main goal is to become his friend sooner or later. Leaning against the couch arm on my side, I let out a deep sigh, wiggling my wings slightly. Darius stood and yet he still didn't look at me. "I'm going to bed, good night mom!" I waited, and watched as he walked down a dark hallway to his room. "Goodnight!" Charlie responded. I knew I wasn't going to sleep tonight at all, I found myself wandering off towards Charlie, as my mouth and body moved on their own, with me, their hostage of the mind. "May I be excused?" She smiled sweetly and gave me a nod. Once again I walked out of the door to the small clearing before the enormous grass field in front of me. 'What am I?' I poured my heart and soul into that very question as I opened my wings and made my way onto the roof, laying on its rough slanted surface. 'What am I? What am I? What am I?' I thought about it all night, and yet I could never find anything before the pain. Just then, I realized something that dropped my spirit so slow I wanted to cry. The only memory I have, was pain. I have no life. I have no memories of any family, if I even had one. I was alone. A small tear escaped my eye, and that was my end. I sat up and hugged my knees to my chest, letting the tears fall as my teeth clenched together. 'I have no one.' I could only cry, crying was a method a relief for me, as I figured out in that moment. There it is, another reason to cry, I don't even know myself. I don't know anything, I don't have anyone.
I. am. alone.
What was I supposed to do except cry.
Well, little did I know...
That this was only the begining.