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

At that moment I felt a drop hit our intertwined hands. I looked up to a find a tear tracing down his cheek. His gaze was still locked on me. I couldn't find words to say. I didn't know what to do. What was so wrong in telling me anything that is making him cry? 


"Please...come back with me," he said. 


"I know it sounds selfish and that I am being desperate and needy and insensitive...especially to you but..." he paused, "I can't manage a night without knowing where you are... if you are safe." 


All my senses were suddenly back in gear and I was on my feet in seconds. 


"I just moved in here." I said gesturing to the boxes surrounding the room, "I just became independent, Felix!" I sated. 


"Believe me I am trying to understand you. I am truly. I get that we have some weird connection and that is the only part of this I don't understand..." 


dumbstruck