heartbroken

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Hey guys!!! so this is my very first story!!! i loves college comp so i figured i would try my hand at writing real stories!!! let me know what you think!! become a fan if you like it!!! and feedback would be greatly appriciated!!!!! thanks Mahalo (thanks) and enjoy!!!!!!

A special thanks to DumDumPops4  your awesome ^_^

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>Crystal's POV<

"Crystal hurry up! We are going to be late!" 

My best friend Amy yelled at me from downstairs..I guess I left the door unlocked again. She insisted I accompany her to a party tonight. I'm not really in the mood for a party. Just recently dumped and heartbroken, still getting over my Mom's death, and my brother went away to college...so now I live in this big house all alone. still I could never say "no" to Amy. She is my best and she has been there through it all. 

So now I stand in front of a full lenght mirror examining myself...my black and red pleated skirt hangs half way to my knees with chains hanging loosely around my hips. My red tank top barely showing under my black one. black converse. a studded braclet. My green eyes surrounded by coal black liner egyptian style. my swoop bangs hanging over my right eye had small crimson red streaks in them as did the rest of my long layered hair. I looked alright. I grabbed my phone and met Amy downstairs. 

"Hey Amy" I gave her a small smile. 

she smiled in approval as she looked at my outfit then grabbed my hand a pulled me out the door "come on we are late!" 

I laugh but let her pull me down the street. It only takes about ten minutes to get to the party. it's already dark out and the moon is full tonight. It is beautiful really. I love the moon..

>Maria's POV<

"do we really have to collect more? Don't we have enough to sell already?"

My assistant is so annoying...

"Yes we have to collect more! You idiot! The more we have the more we sell...the more we sell the more money we make! Think Grell!"

As it is I only had 10 humans in my truck. I am the most well known slave traider and I only have 10 slaves to sell? I am looseing my touch. But not to worry these stupid children will drink themselfs into a stuper and will be easy enough to grab!

>Crystal's POV<

I let Amy pull me into the house, smiling at her...she looked happy enough to be here I suppose I could pretend to be for her sake... The music is really loud..shaking the house loud.the house is packed! there is no way I will run into...

."Hey Crystal."

That voice....Andrew.

*flashback*

I can't believe it. Its already been 6 monts and it only feels like a few days I have been with him. I love Andrew with all my heart. He was there for me when my Mom died. and since I never knew my dad SHe was all I had besides my brother. he had held me all night and let me ruin his clothes with tears and eyeliner while I Cried and he never complained. He had just held me and let me cry. Thats when I realized I really did Love him. And today it has been exactly 6 months That I've been with him. 

I bought him the perfect gift. and now I was on my way to his house for dinner. I wondered what he has planned? He could be romantic. I walked up the front steps and knocked..no one answered. HMM thats weird...this is when he told me to be here...I check the handle..its unlocked.. I walk inside..

"Hey Andrew Hunny.." 

"OH Yes Andrew!!" I hear a girls voice upstairs...I frown and walk quietly up the stairs to his room..I open the door and see him on top of some blonde girl.. I broke into tears and slamed the door..

"Shit! CRystal come back!!" I hear him yell but I just keep going. but he soon catches me. I spin around to look at him.tears streaming down my face. 

"Crystal. I'm sorry. its just...well you never want to and I had to find someone who would..but I still.."

"NO ANDREW!!!!! its over! I don't want to hear it! I told you I'm just not ready for that yet!!" i yell and take off and run all the way back home. I lock my door.

*end of flashback*

I turn around slowly.."Hello Andrew." I say timidly...He just broke my heart three days ago and already some girl is attached to his arm. I wince at the site. I can't take it. I turn and run. I take off down the street. not even paying attention to where I'm going. then SMACK!!!!! I run into someone..

"hello there child. awe your crying..and your little..but you will do.."

i will do? I will do for what?

"Grell stop playing and get her in the truck!"

oh no...am I being kidnapped? I scream as loud as I can. then something hits me in the back of the head. HARD. darkness engulfs me and I fall. two strong arms catch me roughly and through me in the back of a truck..the doors close and I can hear other girls around crying..I feel really dizzy..

"hello? whats going on?" I ask. 

"oh...you poor thing..just sleep..youll need it.." I hear someone say and my mind spins...I dont understand what is going on. WHat will I do for? WHy am I in a truck? WHat the hell is going on???

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