*Let It Be Me*(A young Criss Angel Story)

TWO-2

It wasn't until that very next summer when I was going to be re-introduced to my long lost but only slightly forgotten childhood friend...I was out with my girlfriends as always having a blast riding around town waiting for my boyfriend to meet us at the vacant lot where us teens always met up before heading out to a party...or whatever we felt like doing that day or night...which was 97% of the time partying. I didn't know it at the time...but Crisstopher was unknowingly never that far behind me...he somehow managed to know exactly where I would be at every part of the day...and kept a watchful eye on me.

Secretively on his part...he's been protecting me and always looking out for me...knowing that the crowd I became a part of didn't really give a tinkers damn about me personally...they just wanted to be on top of the popularity chart...and that it just happened to be that I was the newest 110% miss popularity for the time being. Crisstopher was watching me right now with a deep longing to be with me and apart of my life again...because he's secretly had a crush on me since I was 15...but that was right at the moment of us changing...then me leaving him completely in the shadows.

I thought it was like every other Friday night...me and my friends all headed to the Boiler Room...which was one of the hottest teen Rave Party's ever...only this time teens from all the schools showed up...and Micheal found some new rich friends...and decided to be an extreme jerk to me in front of them...so I slapped his face and told him that I would be waiting for an apology after he sobered up...then I left the Boiler Room...I was slightly drunk myself...when all of a sudden, I was attacked by three of the guys from the other school that was buddying up with Micheal...I tried to push them off of me...but they decided to get a little violent with me...as they drug me to their truck...I tried to scream but they muffled my screams with their hands. As soon as I felt my shirt being ripped off I began to thrash wildly and I managed to kick one of them...I had a quick look in between my attackers and saw Micheal staring at them...I begged him to help me...but he was froze solid...scared shitless...there was now blood pouring down into my eye from all the fighting I put up from them.

I was just about to give up and pass out from the shock and fear...when I saw a couple of hands join in and rip the three guys out of the truck and off of me...it was just a blur...every now and then I would see the fight...and the two new comers beating the shit out of those bastards...then I would go out again...the next thing I saw when I woke up...was my front door...whoever it was that saved me...took me home and laid me on the porch...with a leather trench coat wrapped around me...I slowly sat up and rubbed my head...and noticed that it was all bandaged up...I looked around and noticed my parents were still gone...so I staggered to my feet...and looked around slightly...then slowly went into the house...I took a look in my bathroom mirror...and wondered what I had become...I didn't like what I was seeing...if I hadn't been drunk...I would have never let those bastards get that close to me.

I prepared me a warm bath and just soaked in it for a while...trying to remember exactly what happened...but it was a a big blur of fear, shock, and anger. I was just glad that my friends didn't see me like this...as I was drying off...and getting into my nightgown I thought for a split second that I saw someone staring thru my window...but when I looked nothing was there...I brushed out my hair...then pulled the covers down...then I went to the hallway and set the ADT alarm system to our house...knowing that my parents had a key...then I crawled into bed and cried myself to sleep.

I woke up early that morning and remembered clear as day that my boyfriend Micheal was there watching...and he didn't come to help me...he just stood there and let it happen!...I was a little furious...but I dropped it...knowing now that my boyfriend was a writhing little coward...I went down the hall to the kitchen and peeked in my parents room finding out that they hadn't made it home yet...I fixed me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich...then grabbed some milk...and went back to my room to eat then get dressed for the day...I checked my phone and noticed my mom texted me and said they wouldn't be home until tonight some time...I just rolled my eyes...knowing that they were never home long anyway.

I went out my front door not really wanting to see anyone today...but I wasn't the type of girl to hideout in my room feeling sorry for myself...but at least I did get rescued before any of those bastards went too far with me...so I took a deep breath and headed down the sidewalk to Central Park where I knew at this time of day...that's where my girlfriends would be...part of me wanted to tell them what happened to me last night...but the other half of me said keep it to yourself...you don't want rumors spread all over the school...luckily that half of me won and I just kept it to myself...and asked them about their night...and what our plans were going to be for the day.

But as we were sitting under the shade tree talking...Nell looked over across the street and told me there was a very creepy guy staring right at me...I turned to see what she was talking about and sure enough there was...it was Crisstopher...he was sitting on his motorcycle just watching me...I was about to tell them it was just Crisstopher...but then I remembered none of them knew that I knew Crisstopher...that he and I go way back...so I quickly shut my mouth and said that it was a free world and it wasn't against the law to stare at someone. Then we all giggled with each other...and headed over to the ice cream soda shop.