You Don't Even Know

A 17 year old highschool girl is nothing but normal. Krystal Clay dreams of nothing better than to have a great future. Little does she know her haunting past awaits to be brought back up and when old and new friends come into her life she seems to only trust one person who has just recently gave her a shoulder to cry on. Though strong and independent she needs these people to help her through her life.


31. Intensive Care

Louis' P.O.V

"Well it seems as if Krystal.." the doctor began to say. My heart was facing. This has to be good, for Brandy. For Zayn. For all of us. So many possibilities are rushing through my head. What if it's bad news? What if it's good news? Is she still alive? Did she stay with us? I looked around and saw everyone else's faces filled with anticipation. "Well it seems as if Krystal..was able to stay with us and is currently alive."

"WHOOOOHOOOO!" I yell as I throw my fists in the air. 

Everyone else around me is happily smiling and Brandy is once again on the floor in tears. Tears of joy. She's smiling and keeps asking the doctor "So you're sure about this? She's with us?" 

Zayn walked up to the doctor and smiled so wide. "So when can we see her?" he asked the question that was on everyone's mind. "Oh um well, about that, Krystal is in intensive care, you see she is still beat up very bad. She has trouble breathing because it seems as if someone beat her abdomen very badly and nearly strangled her to death. I'm sorry but you won't be able to see her for about two weeks." the doctor told us. 

All of our faces went from smiles to frowns. It wasn't fair that we could't see her. "Please let us see her." I begged. The doctor shook his head no. "Please?" Brandy spoke. Her voice was shaky and she had begun to cry again. "I'll make a compromise. Only two of you can visit her." the doctor replied and with that he walked away. We all looked at each other. 

"I think it's only fair that Brandy sees her." I say disappointed. Brandy smiles. 

"And Zayn." Harry speaks up. 

We all agree and let the two see Krystal first. Before they go to find her room Brandy turns to us. 

"Thank you." she smiles.

"For what?" I ask. 

"For letting me see Krystal, for going through this with me, for staying by Krystal's and my side, and for being great the both of us." she smiled as she let a tear roll down her cheek.

To be honest I never knew Brandy could be a softie. She was always so feisty. This incident changed her. For the best. When Brandy and Zayn left the boys and I began to leave too.

"I never knew Brandy had that side to her." I tell them as we walk out.

Brandy's P.O.V

"For letting me see Krystal, for going through this with me, for staying by Krystal's and my side, and for being great the both of us." I told Louis, letting a tear roll down my cheek. I was really grateful for these boys. They've gotten me through so much and we've only known each other for what?  A week or two. Wow that is a very short amount of time. Zayn and I begin to walk to Krystals room. To be honest I was scared of the condition she was in. I could tell Zayn was a bit nervous too. He was rubbing his hands together and his eyes were moving in all different directions.

"It'll be okay." I say to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me and calmed down.

I am trying to be as tough as possible. It hurts to have my best friend in this situation.

"I know." he replies with a slight smile.

We turn down a couple of hallways, it was confusing getting to her room. As we got closer to the room I started to get even more nervous with every step closer.

"It's okay." Zayn said to me.

"I hope so.." I reply 

We stood in front of her door and we both took a deep breath. 

"You ready." Zayn asked me.

"Are you.?" I replied nervously.

He opened the door and I closed my eyes. I don't think I was ready to see her. Zayn took my hand and lead me through the room. I opened my eyes and say Krystal.

"Oh gosh, she looks horrible!" I exclaim.

Zayn's P.O.V

Krystal was so beat up. She had bruises..everywhere. Her arm was wrapped up and she had a bandage underneath her eye. She had cuts everywhere. Her body was all swollen. You could barely recognize her. It was unbearable to see her this way. Her chest slowly moved up and then fell back down.

"My gosh." I mumbled.

"Tell me about it." Brandy replied back. 

My face must have had pure stock plastered all over it because Brandy said,

"She'll get better, just give it time."

"I know.." I reply. I just..she was all beaten up. 

How could anybody manage to do this much damage?

"Wait! What is that?" I ask to myself.

"What's what?" she asked.

"Do you see those finger marks?" I asked her.

I gently lifted the Krystals head and exposed dark, deep finger makes. They were fat and I know a woman couldn't have done this.

Brandy's face went blank.

"He's back." she said.

"Who? Who's back?" I asked.

"Her father, he always left finger prints like that on her neck. Her mom must ave brought him to help her cause Krystal even more pain. The two of them combined are worse than the scariest thing ever. Worse than the worst thing you could think of."

The way that Brandy described the two sent chills down my back. This obviously wasn't the first time this has happened. I shook off the thought of her parents and tried to focus on something better. 

"She'll make it through." I say with hope.

"I know. She's strong. She won't give up." Brandy replies smiling. 

"You know what's funny Brandy?" 

"What?" she asks confused.

"Although she's all beat up and bruised and probably in so much pain..she's still beautiful" as the words escaped my mouth I realized I loved Krystal. Loved her with all my heart.

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