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Chapter Eighteen
By Krissy_Lynn

 



Krystal's P.O.V


        
I woke up to the sounds of Alex and Ray yelling. I sat up and poked Mikey.

        
"Wake up! I think Alex and Ray are fighting..." I bit my lip as Miket jolted up right.

        
"Umm..what do we do?" Mikey stared at me.

        
"Wait until they're done?" I stared at Mikey then crept to the stairs and listened.

        
"Oh, here we go, another teenager who thinks they're in love! You're seventeen fucking years old!
You don't even know what the hell love is!" I hear Ray yell.

        
"Excuse me? How do you think your girlfriend would feel if I told her that, huh?! She's the
same age as me." Alex yelled back.

        
"That's different."

        
"No, Ray, it really isn't! You're basically saying that all seventeen year olds are stupid, and are
incapable of love!" I got up and stood in the doorway. "You know what I don't understand?"

        
"What's that?"

        
"I don't understand how the fuck you got to deserve someone as good as Krystal! And I also don't
understand how the hell Mikey ever wanted to be your friend. You...you're an asshole!"

        
I swallowed as Alex ran down the stairs and threw her coat and boots on. I could tell both Mikey and
I were gaping. I was about to call to Alex when she ran out the door. I turned to Mikey. I was about
to say something when I heard Ray come downstairs.

        
"You asshole!" I turned and spat out my words dripped in venom.

        
"What?" Ray blinked at me.

        
"So Alex who is seventeen can not feel love, however, I, who is also seventeen can? HOW THE HELL
DOES THAT WORK? Hmm. Tell me, because I would love to know!" I clenched my hands into fists at my
side.

        
"It just does." Ray looked past me, and looked at the front door.

        
"Oh well, I have something to say about that. If Alex, who has been with Mikey longer then I have
been with you, can not feel love, then neither can I. Do you know why I haven't said I love you
yet?"

        
Ray shoke his head.

        
"Because when I was fifteen I thought I was in love. I thought I loved the boy I was with. I gave
him my virginity, and I got burned, he lied, and I didn't find out from him, I found out by readin
an essay he submitted to his teacher. An essay! A FUCKING ESSAY! You know how bad that hurts. I have
no doubt I was in love with him too. Age has nothing to do with if you feel love or not. You know
what Ray, I don't think this is going to work. You ovbiously have your straight-forward thoughts
about who can and can not feel love." I felt tears welling in my eyes.

        
"Bu..."

        
"No buts Ray. Alex took a beating for Mikey, Alex stayed by Mikey. Yes Alex forgave Mikey really
fast, but that is because they are in love, and I believe they will be together forever. There may
be some bumps in the road, but it is that way in every relationship. Alex is my best friend. I can
NOT believe you said all that to her. She was right. You are an asshole. Don't call me. I don't want
to see you for a long time." I turned on my heels and threw my coat and boots on.

        
I ran down the stairs and jumped into my car. I sat in the parking lot and cried. I had no doubt I
may have been falling in love with Ray, but I wasn't going to watch him say that to my friend. I
jumped when I heard someone knock on my window. I looked over and saw it was Mikey. I unlocked the
door.

        
"Are you okay Krystal?" Mikey looked at me with sorry eyes.

        
"No I'm not. Let's go to Frankie's, I know Alex is there, and right now I need to go some where
fun."

        
"Sounds good." Mikey clasped his seat belt and we were off.

        
It only took us a couple minutes to get to Frankie's house. I slammed my car into park infront of
Frankie's house. Mikey and I walked up to the door. I knocked softly and Frank opened the door with
questioning eyes.

        
"Come in, come in." Frank moved aside as we walked in. "She's asleep."

        
"Thanks man, for everything. For always being there for her. You're a good friend." Mikey placed a
hand on Frank's shoulder.

        
"No problem...May I ask where Ray is?..." Frank looked at me, and the tears started to fall
again.

        
I told Frank about the fight as he hugged me. Frank sat me in the living room, and went and grabbed
me a beer. He past me the beer as the doorbell rang.

        
"Want me to get it? I don't mind." I looked up at Frank.

        
"Umm...sure" Frank sat down and I jumped up and walked to the door.

        
I opened the door to see a smiling Gerard.

        
"Geetard!" I winked.

        
"Krys...Okay, I got nothing. You win." Gerard smiled and walked in.

        
"You're just in time, we're having a party!" I laughed as we walked into the living room.

        
"Where's Alex, and Ray?" Gerard looked at Frank, then Mikey, then me as he sat down.

        
I sighed and told him the story about Alex and Ray fighting, then about Ray and I fight. I polished
off the beer as he thought about everything.

        
"You know what we need to do?" Gerard smiled at Frankie, then me.

        
"And what is that?" I asked.

        
"We need to get high. Nothing heavy, just some pot." Gerard smiled slightly.

        
"I'm game." Frank laughed.

        
"I'm going to go lay with Alex." Mikey shrugged and went upstairs.

        
"Why not. But where?" I asked.

        
"Down stairs. Frank's got a high room down there." Gerard winked and we went down stairs.

        
I looked at the room. It was plain white, and there were two black light lamps in the room. There
was a stereo, and some bean bag chairs. I noticed a big wooden chest. I laughed and sat in the one
bean bag chair.

        
"This is where the magic happens!" Frankie laughed as he opened the wooden chest.

        
Frankie pulled out a bag of weed, some paper, and a lighter. Frank sat in the center of the bean bag
chairs and rolled two joints. After he rolled them, he lit one, took a hit, then passed it to
Gerard. After Gerard took a hit, he passed it to me. It went on like this until we had finished both
joints. We sat around in the room, listening to some techno.

        
"Wow, I honestly feel sooooooooo goood!" I laughed.

        
"Oh babe, I know!" Gerard laughed too.

        
Frank looked up at the ceiling and started laughing too.

        
"I think we should do this more often!" I smiled.

        
"Yeah!" Frank laughed more.

        
We all sat there as we decended from our highs. I sat in the bean bag chair well after I was sober.
I sat there thinking about Alex, and Mikey. I sat there thinking about Ray. I felt a tear form in my
eye when I started to think about him.

        



 

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