Stitched

Chapter Six, Part Two

"Why don't you want to fucking talk to me, I'm trying to be a good friend!" I yelled back in frustration. She opened the door and said, "Don't you fucking yell at me like that or I will make sure you never get a home again!" She shut the door in my face again. I was shocked that she said that. "Fine then if your going to be a fucking bitch to me I might as well just die!" I yelled.

All I heard in her room was silence, so I walked away in frustration. I went to my room crying a little bit not enough for anyone hear me. I was sad over nothing, but I guess I was a little bit over the edge to her. I need to apologize to her. I walked out of the room to see her in front of my room.

"Look I'm sorry I yelled at you and I know you were just trying to help out, and I appreciate it," she said in almost a whisper. "I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have yelled at you either," I apologized to her. We then hugged each other, and I could tell that I had a new best friend. Speaking of best friend, I forgot all about Sam! I broke the hug, and ran into my room to get my cell.

I texted Sam saying, "Hey how are you?" Then Nicky came in and asks, "What's wrong?" "Oh, nothing I just don't feel good," I lied to her. She left the room, and I got a message saying, "Oh guess who finally messages me >.<" I sent one back saying, "Sorry but I was in the hospital."

She never texted me back after that message, I felt bad. I got on Facebook, and looked on people's status. Lots were about me saying, "Omg! Has anyone seen or heard from Veronica Grey?" "Did she die?" "Look its better that she is gone because no one liked her anyways!" After seeing that one I wanted to see who it was from. I can't believe who it was from, Nicky. I was sad, but mad at the same time.

I was heart broken that people kept asking if I was dead, but I was fixing to post up on Facebook that I was still alive. Wait I'm not Veronica Grey anymore, I'm Crystal Shay! I was going to pretend I was someone I wasn't, and it actually felt good. I made a new Facebook account by my new name, Crystal Shay. After all that was done I had friended all my friends except Sam because she was being a bitch to me when I texted her.

I got a message on Facebook Messenger from Dylan saying, "Hey beautiful." I texted him, "hey." I could tell he has a HUGE crush on me because of him calling me beautiful, when he knows I'm Veronica. I actually liked it when he called me beautiful. He texted back asking, "You doing anything tonight?"

I told him that I wasn't, so I ended up getting asked out by him. I got ready, and then Nicky comes in. "Where are you going?" she asked. "I'm going out with a friend," I answered. She opened her mouth as she was fixing to say something, but she hesitated to say it.

She left the room, and so did I. He was here and I left with him. We went to his place to eat, and his parents didn't recognize me at all. "Who is this?" his mom asked.

"I'm Crystal Shay ma'am," I said. "Nice to meet you Crystal, and what ever happened to that Veronica girl?" she asked. "Oh she died," I answered trying to sound convincing. I looked at Dylan's confused expression. "Dylan I thought you were bringing Veronica tonight!" she said shocked.

"Well the thing is mom that this is Veronica, and she didn't remember what her name was so Nicky gave her that name," Dylan said. She just had a confused expression on her face, but it went away as she started to eat her food. Dylan grabbed my arm, and drug me into the hallway. "What the fuck Veronica!" he yelled in a mad whisper. "I'm sorry I thought I was coming here as Crystal!" I said in shock.

"Mom me and Veronica will be in my room!" he yelled. We went upstairs before she answered him. He closed the door so no one could hear us. He paced in frustration, while I sat on his bed with my head down. He sat beside me on his bed, and covered his face with his hands.

I looked up, and took his hand in my hand. He just looked at me with confusion, and I kissed him on the cheek to calm him down. "Are you okay now?" I asked. "Yeah I'm fine," he answered. His eyes finally connected to mine, and his eyes were so gorgeous that I couldn't look away from them.

He leaned in, and kissed me. It was a slow, passionate kiss. He sped up the kiss, and I followed his kissing pace. He stopped the kiss, and he looked sad. "What's wrong?" I asked worried.

"I-I really like you but I don't want to take things to fast because I don't know how you would like that," he answered. I looked at him and said, "Look I like you too, and I respect you don't want to take it to fast," I said. He looked back up into my eyes, and he kissed me again. This kiss was more rough than the first. I followed his pace.

He put his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. It was hard for him to pull me closer since we were sitting down, so I got up and moved closer to him. I put my arms around his neck, and he put his hands on my hips. He put half of his hands up my shirt, but it wasn't far enough to make me push him away. He broke the kiss, and picked me up to put me on his lap.

I was starting to get worried a bit, but I went back to kissing him. He wrapped my legs around his waist, and stood up. He broke the kiss, and slammed me on his bed. Now I was fully worried. He got on the bed beside me.

I didn't know I was panting until he pointed it out. "You really thought I was going to do that to you?" he asked. "Well yeah," I said. He just laughed, and I hit him because he was laughing at me. I was fixing to get up until he grabbed my arm, and pulled me on top of him.

"What are you doing?" I asked scared. "Nothing I just want you to stay with me tonight," he said with a smirk. I got off of him, and laid beside him.