@Skylark
"Krystal," she responded softly, still standing in the same place, arms wrapped around herself. "My name is Krystal, and I'm so, so terribly sorry."
"Krystal," she responded softly, still standing in the same place, arms wrapped around herself. "My name is Krystal, and I'm so, so terribly sorry."
"Evan," He replied, not wanting his voice to show the pain on his face. "It's - it's okay." But his tone showed that it was not okay for him.
"Evan," Krystal said softly, as though testing out the word. "It's not you; it has absolutely nothing to do with you… I just- there are things I can't talk about, but I just can't have a relationship." She reached out, as though going to touch his shoulder, but pulls back and turns her head, hiding the tear that slips out of her eye.
"I understand," Evan replies, hiccupping. "It's okay."
"I know it's not," Krystal whispered, her heart cracking. "And I would change it if I could, but I can't. I am so sorry, Evan."
"No - I get it." Evan gets to his feet and makes to walk away. "Nice knowing you, Krystal."
"Wa-wait!" Krystal said suddenly, unexpectedly going over and touching his shoulder, right where the tattoo was. "C-can I have your number?" she asked. "So if- if things ever change for me, I can find you."
Evan's tear-streaked face lights up a little bit. "Y-yeah," He hiccups. "Where's your phone?"
Krystal pulls her phone out of her skirt pocket, unlocks it, and hands it to him. "I don't know when or if I'll ever contact you," she said softly, afraid of getting his hopes up.
"I, I k-know." He makes a contact for himself and hands the phone back to her. "I'll be going, then." The less attention you pay to her, the less you'll grieve, He thought.
Krystal nods as she takes her phone from him, biting her lip. She watches him leave the shop, wondering if she's made a mistake. No… it-it's not a mistake. I did it for my sisters… right…?
Evan slumps against a wall outside the shop, biting his lip. He sobs slowly at first, then violently. Oh god…
Brushing away the tears that managed to escape her eyes, Krystal went to the counter and looked at her phone. Pulling up her boss' contact, she dialed the number.
"Hey, Brenna, yeah it's Krystal. Yes, I'm at the shop. Nothing bad happened, I just… something came up. Can I leave early? Yes, I know I won't get paid. Yes, it's important, no, It's personal. Yeah, I'll call Penny and ask her to come in. Yeah, ok, thanks."
She hung up and sighed. After calling her coworker and convincing her to come in, Krystal locked the front door of the shop and changed the sign to CLOSED. Grabbing her bag from the breakroom, she left out the back door and headed to the sidewalk, intending to walk back to her car.
Evan… I'm so sorry…
(should they meet up or read each other's minds or…I dunno what you're going for)
(tbh idk either. Reading each other's minds would be cool. Maybe that's activated when you touch the other person, then they can read your thoughts. So he can read hers, but not vice versa)
(oh yiss. But she touched him first so.)
Oh god….god god god. This day could not have gotten any worse.
(I know, but I could explain things if he could read her mind. But whatever you think.)
Kendall's heart felt numb and broken at the same time.
What have I done? He was my soulmate… But I can't be with him… He could get hurt…
(nah mkay)
What? "Krystal?" Evan looked around, but Krystal was nowhere around.
I should have just told him… but they would have found out… but I broke his heart… his life is more important…
The voice seemed to be coming from inside his head!
K-krystal? He asked warily.
Oh stars, what if they saw him?! They might try to use him against me… They could hurt him…
What? Krystal, what are you talking about?
What will I say if they ask?… He's my cousin, yeah, that's it. He was my cousin that I had a bad relationship with, and haven't seen for years… But they may not believe me… They may go after him anyway…
Not getting any responses, Evan stayed silent, choosing to listen. This was disturbingly interesting.
(I have no idea what this is about and am scared)
(It's loosely based off a story idea I have, don't worry it's not that bad. Do you want a summary?)
How the hell am I supposed to pay them back? This is just a never-ending loop. I just can't let the girls know… and I can't let anyone else get close…
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