"Get the hell away from her Triston," I said as calmly as possible. I put myself in front of hima and Layla.
"Calm down, Crystalline. I'm only here to help. Or well, to explain," he smiled.
"Explain what?" Layla asked. I pursed my lips. Of course he had her hooked now.
"Layla, don't act stupid. You are a very smart girl and you know exactly what I am talking about," Triston said. Layla's pale face went paler.
"I-I don't know," she stuttered.
"Get away from us or I'll make you," I threatened. "This isn't any of your buisness and you just need to stay away. For good."
"I'll see you tomorrow then girls?" Triston grinned, hopping back into his truck. I cocked an eyebrow and looked at Layla.
"I'm always available if you need someone," he said softly. He drove off before I could say another word so I turned to Layla.
"Don't trust him," I told her. "Whatever you do, don't go to him. Please come to me first. Listen, I know we're not the best of freinds, but you've got to trust me. I have a bad feeling about Triston and...he's just bad news okay. We've got to do this on our own."
Layla looked so confused. I sighed and started walking back to her house. She followed of course but didn't say anything. I just hoped she would trust me. for some reason I knew Triston would hurt her. And for another, stronger, reason, I couldn't let that happen. It was as if I needed her. I shrugged it off. Everytime I though things couldn't get much stranger they always did.
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