"I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we're from the same star."- unknown
Krystal woke with a headache, worse then the one she went to bed with but then again this happens on a regular basis. The bottles of empty Advil and ibuprofen are there to prove that. She had a problem with pain killers, it was always something she turned to when she was in pain, unhappy, couldn't sleep, anything that she didn't feel like dealing with and she didn't like dealing with a lot of things.
She slowly rose out of bed and stumbled to her dresser, she felt faint so once again she slowly made her way into the washroom cabniet to retreive stronger pain killers, after once again blindly popping some into her blueish lips, She Stormed over to the fridge and grabbed a beer.
"tch, Its six somewhere" She said bitterly and she popped off the cap and chugged half the bottle in one swig. Downing bottle after bottle and doing thing she would regret, She finally sat on the couch and drunkenly dozed off again in an awkward position on the old and tearing couch.
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Conner was just getting off his shift at the old coffee shop. A goofy smile spread across his face upon seeing that Krystal had left her phone at work the day before, something she did often and didn't notice until Conner went to give it back to her.
"Guess I'm taking a trip to Krissy's" Conner said giddily to himself. Conner was smart but, as well as being smart he was a bit of a screwball, in his defence he was still young in his late teens While Krystal was a women in her mid to late 20's but had the soul of an 80 year old war soilder, In esence she was.
After saying goodbye to Ms. Rose Conner went to the back of the building to grab his bike and started on his way to Krystal's. When he arrived he noticed the door was unlocked, for Kris this was strange behavor, The clean freak never kept her door unlocked due to PTSD.
Pushing the door open, Conner was met with a scaring sight. Krystal sat half way on the old couch with and empty beer bottle in one hand and a unlit cigeret in her mouth. This wasn't the only disterbing sight, Krystal sat there with lines scralled across her arms dripping with a sticky crimson liquid that seemed to run down her arms in slow motion as Conner Leon Kazi stood Frozen in his tracks. Tears poked at his green eyes as he ran to his 'friend'.
Conner started to franticly shake Krystal, She slowly started to poke open her Milky orbs. Krystal's eyes were unique The lack of puple in the center cause people to believe she was blind but it was quite the chantrary, sure she had some seeing problems but she was not blind.
" F-fuck off dimwit" she said in a croaky voice, still slightly tipsy. She spoke Harshly which scared Conner in a sence, sure she spoke with a harsh tone, as it was her tone she used with everyone but she was always a bit nicer to the purple haired boy.
"Kris It's Conner" He said as tears started to trail down his face. It hurt to see one of his best friends in a state and even if there friendship was one sided he still cared for her like a sister.
"I know who it is fuckwad, I'm not blind" Krystal colorfully , she's always had a vulgar choice of words.
"Let's get you cleaned up" Conner said gently as he held out his hand to reach for Krystal's slim fingers and in surprise she let him grab her hand and pull her up.
As they walked to the bathroom Conner could here Krystal sniffle he turned his head once they got to the small restroom to find that she was crying, something he had never seen before. as he wet a cloth and started to clean her arms Krystal spoke softly,
" I-I can't take it anymore" she cried . He looked at her solemly after wrapping her small arms .
"I will get Rose to let you have the day off" He softly mumbled not knowing how to reply to her previous statement.
"you think this hasn't happened before. I have to go to work in case you haven't I am not the richest person in the world and i need to pay my bills." she said bitterly.
" if I had it my way you would be staying home and I would have my eyes on You but we have the same shift tomarrow so I will stay here tonight, but please Krystal You are my friend and I don't wanna see you suffer so please just try and be okay for me." Conner pleaded looking deeply into her Milky eyes
Krystal sighed her cries had long since died down and she once again wore a sober,blank, dead expresion.
" yeah I will try and as much as I hate to say It, I respect you dippshit." she said with a ghost of a sad smile spread across her lips. She grimmesed mentally she knew that she wouldn't be okay for a long time, and with each passing day her thoughts got blacker almost consuming the small bit of hope she had left, a locket of hope she clung to like if she let go it would dissappear forever.
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a/n Okay so here is chapter 2 I had a hard time writing it but here it is there is a lot of typos in it but I will fix those when I have a chance.
Title translation- the same star
Okay hope you enjoy see you next week and hopefully you know who will be in its ^-^ .
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Eyes of Melancholy
FanfictionShe was broken in so many ways..., just coming out of the milatary, Krystal Hart resorted to singing on the streets she had a hard exterior and walls of steel that no one could break down but when a close friend from the past resurfaces into her li...
