Is it True? D.D. E.D. G.D. M.E. M.P. K.W. (Editing)

Chapter 22

Tori's POV
I walk downstairs, ready to leave for my date with Dylan, and Leigh sits there with a tissue box and a tub of ice cream.
"Leigh," I say. She cries as she sits there just off in her own little world. I hug her and she cries even harder into my shirt.
"Why would Crystal do that to me? Why would Malak do that to me?" she muffles in my shirt.
"Crystal didn't do anything," I said.

"How do you know? You don't even know what happened!" she snaps.
"Actually...I do. Crystal told me what happened, but why would you tell Myles?" I asked.
"He had a right to know! I couldn't just let him find out the hard way," Leigh said.
"He had a right to know, but...Crystal could've gotten severely hurt. Killed perhaps," I said.
"What do you mean?"

"Crystal ran to Myles' house to get away from Malak. Right after you told him. Crystal got punched in the face, kicked in the stomach, and choked all because you told him that. If Matt and I hadn't been there, Crystal could've died. We came in right when he was choking her," I explained to Leigh.
"Gee thanks for making me feel worse."
"I'm serious! What if Crystal died?" I said.

Just then I get a text from Dylan saying that he was here. "I'm gotta go. I'll see you later." I give her another hug and I'm out the door.

Leigh's POV
I walk up to my room after Tori leaves. I get a tap on my window but it's not Malak this time. It was Jalen. I open up the window a little bit.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"Oh nothing. I was just checking up on you," he replied.

"We just met yesterday. Let me guess: your Malak's messenger?"
"More or less."
I let him in and he sits on my bed.
"Malak misses you," he said.
"Well, he should've thought twice before kissing my best friend," I said cunningly.
"He says he's really sorry."

"I'm not taking him back. No matter how much he begs, pleads, and cries," I replied. Anger was boiling up inside of me.
"I see. Well, I'll leave you alone. Call me if you need anything," he says and hands me a folded piece of paper.
He gets up and climbs through the window and he's gone. I stare at the folded paper. I put it on the table next to me.

I decided to get up and go talk to Crystal, hoping that she'll say something to me. I go knock on her door. No answer. I try to open the door. It's locked. I put my ear up to the door, and I can hear movement. She must be mad at me.

"Hey, Crystal! Can we talk?" I call out. No answer! Then I heard someone talking. It wasn't Crystal talking. I started getting scared. I ran outside and around the house to try and look through the window. The curtains were drawn.

This was not good. I run back inside the house to try and find something to pick the lock. I get a hanger and fiddle around with the door. I get it open and I'm shocked at what I see.
"CRYSTAL YOU'RE NASTY!"

Crystal's POV
"Are you comfortable?" Myles asks me.
"Yes I am," I reply.
"Does anything feel weird about this?" he asks.
"No. Stop worrying," I tell him.
"Okay," he says.
I bite my busted lip and he pins me to the wall. He kisses me softly.

As we're kissing I hear a knock on my door. We pause.
"Did they hear us?" Myles whispered.
"I don't know," I whispered back.
We listen for a couple of seconds and I hear Leigh.
"Hey, Crystal! Can we talk?"
I don't reply and we go back to what we were doing. A few minutes later the door opens and Leigh stands there in shock.
"CRYSTAL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she screams.
"What's going on?" Matt says walking by. He sees me and Myles and yells,"LEIGH, CLOSE THE DOOR!" and she slams the door.

Matt's POV
I wake to the sound of shouting and I see Leigh standing there in front of Crystal's wide open door. She's not moving. I don't even think she was breathing. Then, I saw Myles and Crystal and I tell Leigh to close the door.
"I'm going to brainwash myself now," Leigh said scarred for life.
"I'm with you on that one," I said following right behind her. One day I thought it'd be me in that position with Crystal but sadly no. I'm surprised she did it.

Crystal was not the person to be so light hearted about this. Especially with what happened yesterday evening. She just crawled into bed with Myles and forgot all about getting beat nearly half to death. She must be under a spell of some kind because that's not the Crystal I know. The Crystal I know wouldn't do that.

Myles' POV
After my stay with Crystal, I went back home. It was kind of a walk of shame moment. My hair was all messed up and my clothes looked busted. When I got home, Kalin asked if I wanted to go to the beach.
"Naw, man. It's fine. I'll stay here," I say in a dazed voice.
"Your shoes are on the wrong feet," Kalin pointed out chuckling.

Of all the things there were to notice about me, it was my shoes. Not my messed up hair hanging over my eyes, not my busted up clothes, but my shoes.
"I know where you went and what you did," Kalin said with a smirk.
"Woohoo. You caught me," I said sarcastically.
"Whatever. I'll let you sleep," Kalin said grabbing the car keys. "I'll be back soon."

"Okay," I say and crash on the couch. With Kalin gone, I was able to sleep peaceful.