him.â
âThe Darkness got him, thatâs what happened,â Sasha remarked.
âYeah, but why? I mean, what could it possibly want with Franklin? He wasnât one of us.â
Sasha began blowing her nails as if they werenât drying fast enough. âMaybe thatâs why it wanted him. He wasnât one of us, so they could easily get to him. He was close to you, so he could get what he wanted from you without you suspecting anything.â
âHe wanted my eyes,â Krystal said thoughtfully. She stared at the ceiling as she replayed the events in her mind. âWhy would he want my eyes?â
âWindows to the soul, thatâs what Jakeâs grandfather said. Maybe what he really wanted was your soul.â
âTo do what with?â
Sasha huffs and rolls her eyes. âI donât know. What I do know is that you sitting here worrying about it is pretty useless. Heâs gone and thatâs that. The Darkness however, is not. Thatâs what we need to be focused on.â
Turning her attention away from the ceiling, Krystal realizes Sashaâs right. She couldnât think about Franklin right now. But she did.
âWait, were you, like, in love with him?â Sasha asks.
âI thought maybe I could be, but thenâ¦â Her voice trails off and she looks toward the window. Itâs cracked because itâs sort of warm today, but her mother hasnât turned on the air-conditioning yet. Thereâs a slight breeze blowing, and the leaves rustle on the branches. Other than that, thereâs nothing, but she canât stop staring.
âBut what?â Sasha prods.
âThen thereâs Jake,â she says, and waits for Sashaâs reaction. This is the first time sheâs mentioned what she feels for Jake to anyone. And truth be told, sheâs feeling kind of weird mentioning it now. Franklinâs been gone for weeks now. The police have been questioning everybody at school who knew him. His fatherâs gone, too, so the cops think they both might have left town together. Technically, Krystal had been broken up with Franklin for only a few weeks, but sheâd been thinking about Jake long before then.
âWait a second, you like Jake?â Sasha asks, as a grin quickly spreads across her face. âThis is too funny.â
Krystal frowns. âWhatâs so funny about it?â
âIâm just saying that you like Jake and Iâm almost positive Jake likes you. The two of you are some pair. Too scared to say you like each other when youâre together almost every day.â
âWell, you werenât all that quick to tell Twan you liked him.â
That stopped some of Sashaâs laughter, but only some of it. âYouâre right.â She giggled again. âI did take my time admitting that I liked him. But I finally did, so itâs probably time you do the same with Jake.â
âBut you knew that Twan liked you. He never had a problem telling you that. Jake doesnât say a thing. I donât know what heâs thinking from one minute to the next.â
âYou could ask Lindsey to tell you what heâs thinking.â
âThat doesnât seem fair. Besides, she and Jake can barely stand each other.â
âYeah, I know. I was thinking maybe at first that Lindsey liked him. But she seems to have other things on her mind lately.â
âI know. Sometimes I wish I could get into her head, and read some of her thoughts.â
âNo. You need to concentrate on the âyou and Jakeâ thing. Lindseyâs fine, just figuring things out I guess. Just like the rest of us.â
âThere is no âme and Jakeâ thing.â
âThen there should be. Look, I think you should make the first move. Iâve known Jake for a long time and he moves as fast as watching paint dry when it comes to things like this. If you want him, go get him.â
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