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.

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21. Story Time(continued)

I was in tears by now and everyone was quiet. "That day she died, everything changed. Things got even worse. My mom would beat me everyday. I was to afraid to tell anybody, so I didn't. My mom blamed Bianca's death on me saying 'If you weren't alive I wouldn't have to drive that day and my precious Bianca would still be alive' she hates me and knows how much she has screwed me up." I pause again now sobbing very bad. "Bianca was my sister, my best friend, and I trusted her with everything. It was after she died I only had Brandy left and she was like my new sister. She helped me through everything. She protects me from my mom. My mom loves having control over me and that's why I moved. But do you see how she just loves to bring me pain. I never smiled when I was at home because of her. I barely trust anyone now. She messed me up and now she can't take it back. Not like she ever will" I finish almost mumbling the last part. "This is why I'm so protective of Krystal and how I act around her." Brandy starts.  "It's just she's already been hurt to much" she sighs.

Niall's P.O.V

I am completely heart broken by Krystals story. She didn't deserve any of this. She could trust us though. We would never tell anybody. I go over to her sit on my knees and take her hand. "You're secrets safe with us" I say looking up into her eyes. She lets a smile creep across her face. I go sit back down and stare at her. She seems so fragile. 

Zayn's P.O.V

I couldn't listen to that story. I felt horrible. I just wanted to lay down with her and hold her forever. I wanted to hold her until she wasn't hurting anymore. It was late and I was going to go to bed. I stand to get up. "Where are you going?" Krystal asks me. "Home, to sleep." "Stay with me?" she asks. I nod and she gets up and we head downstairs into her room. We cuddle up under the blanket and drift off in to sleep in each others arms.

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