The Eyes Tell Lies (Khalil Underwood Series #1)

Stacey

Keke POV

I sat on Deja's bed, sobbing my eyes out as I confided the juicy details of what happened between Khalil and I just an hour ago to her and the rest of the crew. They silently listened to what I had to say and I noticed Sanchez clenching and unclenching his fists on lap.

Logan and Julia looked furious. I could tell they wanted to kill Khalil, and it was understandable why too. I mean, your close friend was just abused by her recent ex-boyfriend. Wouldn't you want to kill a guy for hurting your best friend? If Avery hit Logan the way Khalil did me, I'd kill him.

Logan kept mumbling curse words and death threats towards Khalil while T.J. held Julia still as she shouted how she'll kill him. The way the girls reacted made me cry even more and breathe heavily. Sanchez made his way towards me and wrapped his arm around my torso. I leaned my head in the crook of his neck and sniffled. I felt safer in Sanchez's arms than in Khalil's surprisingly. I quivered and grabbed his hand as he repeatedly clenched and unclenched it. He stopped and released the tense posture he held.

"I'm gonna hurt him." Sanchez mumbled. "I'm seriously going to kill him."

I shook my head. "Please don't." I responded.

He looked at me with anger in his eyes. After taking in my scared and fragile appearance, he softens up and nods reluctantly. I liked cuddly Sanchez better than angry Sanchez.

"Well now that we're through with the lovey dovey shit," Julia said, "Logan let's go."

"Where you going?" Deja asked.

"I won't have a repeat of Stacey, Dee. I'm going to Khalil's house. You're either with me or you're not." Logan scowled.

Deja looked as if she's going to oppose the suggestion, but glanced my way and nodded, "I'm coming too."

I raised my head and straightened my posture before tilting my head. "Wait, who's Stacey?"

Nervous glances were exchanged before Logan and Julia say "Byeeeee." and rushed out with Deja. Suddenly, I was left in a room alone with two teenage boys who were twice my size. I trusted them enough to not hurt me.

"Guys?" I uneasily said.

"Girl." T.J. said in a mocking voice.

"Who the heck is Stacey?" I asked.

They glanced at each other and looked at the floor. "Stacey," Sanchez started, "was our friend way before you came..."

T.J. looked down solemnly.

"She.." T.J started, "she used to date Khalil until about a year ago..."

"For how long?" I asked, suddenly curious about what happened between them. In all honesty, a pinch of jealously was sitting in my stomach basically. I wanted to know all about their relationship. Why? I don't know.

"About a year or so." Sanchez answered. "She was so beautiful. Looked a little like you."

I blushed strangely enough. "Go on." I urged.

"She would come through with small bruises on her shoulders and wrists. Kinda like yours." T.J. continued. "She said it was nothing and would give similar excuses you did. I didn't really think anything of it. I thought Khalil loved her..."

"He looked at her the same way he looks at you. Like he was in love. Kind of like T.J. looks at Julia or Avery looks at Logan." Sanchez said. I noticed a faint blush on T.J.'s cheeks.

"And?" The anxiety was getting to me.

"One day, she came through crying her eyes out. She was saying how Khalil acted strange and had some crazy look in his eyes. Like they were really dark and scary. She said he shoved her hard. Really hard." T.J. said.

"But that wasn't all. He was hitting her. Spitting on her. Full on fighting her. Like she was a dude, he slammed her and all that shit." Sanchez sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"She was covered in bruises and her face looked horrible. I nearly barfed." T.J. said.

"Ever see me cry?" Sanchez said as if he was changing the subject. I slowly shook my head not being able to remember a time he ever cried in front of me. "Well that day, I was crying me eyes out. Wanna know why?" I nodded hesitantly.

"It's because--" Sanchez cut T.J. off with a throw of a pillow.

"It was because I loved her.. And she was too scared to leave Khalil."

My heart dropped. I felt so scared now, but lucky. I knew whatever they fought about might be related to me and Khalil's fight earlier today. I just knew it. But even after all the shit we been through, I still wanted to help him get out the house where his uncle was. I knew he was being abused and that probably was the reason why he was such a dick.

"Why?" I asked. "Why didn't she leave?"

T.J. shrugged and looked to Sanchez for the answer.

Sanchez sighed and looked at me. "She said she wanted to help him. She said she loved him. Stacey said he was going through some shit with his uncle and she loved him too much to let him go through that shit alone." He wiped his eyes and sniffled. "Stacey died...because she loved Khalil."

Oh. My. God.

NOW YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO STACEY !

This almost made me cry while writing .. but I'm a Real Nigga and an OG so I ain't do it.

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