He was only 5 feet away from me, yet he was miles away. "Eli, it's me, it's Rea." I whispered as the boy I loved face turned to stone. He stared at me, unmoving. "Please," I gasped. "Come back to me." I reached an arm out, not meaning to touch him, but to get his attention. The red ring around his pupil glowed as I knew that I might never get him back. But, oh, I needed that naive boy.