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

“So you rather I show up on the first day in school looking like an abused teenager from a night on call, would you?” 


“That is not what you look like, Crystal?” 


I huffed turning to Luke who barely glanced up from his phone and hummed in agreement to what he knew nothing about. 


“What?” he asked frustrated, “For goodness sake what is it?” 


I laughed and twirled so he could look at the my outfit. Amy had me dressed in a hole filed net top that showed my black bra and bare tummy and some really tight leggings. 


“Are those C cups?” he asked shamelessly and I launched a pillow at his face. Amy groaned and decided trying to beg me was a better idea. 


“Please.Please.PLEASE, just wear this for me!!” 


“NO!” I cried, “Please don’t make me!” 


She gave me her puppy dog eyes. I rolled my eyes. 


“Maybe if we go to a party this weekend, the one at the Jason’s come with me?” she suggested and winked. 


Another life part one