Cold vs warm (Chapter 4 On the run)

I sat back in the chains, staying silent. Matt was back on his feet. I didn't do much damage because I didn't want to hurt him but teach him a little lesson. Next thing I knew everyone was gone and it was black. "Holy s*hit! Did you see that? Her eyes! It's gone!" I heard Jake yell. I felt cold, but I felt like welcoming it all in. Then something warm was falling down my cheek. When I put my thumb to my eye, Jake was right. Where was my neon green eyes! My scream seemed to be stuck in my throat. I closed my eye lids and thought of my dad. But thing was I didn't have a dad but then I thought harder and I realized I was living a lie this whole time. I shot my eye lids pen again. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder but I shook it off. "Get the f*uck away from me!" I Yelled. "Whatever." I heard Matt mutter under his breath. I growled, I felt the real me coming back. "What the hell? Your not Claire." Matt roared. "Oh yes I am, but call me shadow." I laughed, breaking the chains. All my child memories filled me once again. My father cutting my eyes out,My mother being murdered by my father. Him abusing me. Everything was unmasked. Blood was running from my eye lids, warm black blue blood. "Thank you Matt, You helped remind me of who I really am. And for that, I'll let you live. For now." I snickered.