Yellow eyes. Blood shed. More bloodshed. And some drama. 
THAT is what it was at first. 

Then add witches to the mix and you have some messed up reality going on.

Target for a massacre.
Knives.
hit and runs
Kidnapping
Hostage

Crystal is a gem that grows in the midst of utter chaos directly aimed at her. 
A survivor's soul.
With more than enough lives involved in her business. Some good, some bad and some dead but kinda living too.

TARGET FOR DEMISE

“Blake I need your help!!”I heard a voice shout, ‘I can’t move faster without her getting more hurt than she is right now.” 


“We were in a crash…yes it was them again. They hit her side of the car….I need you now!!!! 


…she is doing badly. Really badly. I can barely get her pulse…but she is still alive 


I think I blacked out again after that conversation. Was that Jordan? Where are we? 


“Thank you guys for everything.” I said lifting off the last bag off my bed. 


Lola, Blake and Jordan stood by the door to my room. All quiet and wearing fallen expressions. Jordan looked up his eyes gleaming with some hope as he uttered yet another excuse for me to stay longer. 


“You can’t leave the day you return from the hospital,” he tried to reason, “I mean come on!!! You need more time to recover.” 


Running away