Why did he make her feel so damn beautiful? Crystal didn't mean to fall for it. All CW had to look at her with those puppy eyes of his, and before she knew it, she had him hugged up tight to her breasts.
He was a pitiful thing when he got his wisdom teeth out. Honestly, he was right pitiful before then, but she was gonna take care of him, even if Darry's family came through at the end. Sure, CW still had a bit to pay, but it could have been bigger, and Darry's dentist dad got a credit system all filled out. Money would be deducted from CW's paycheck until it was clear.
He was wozzy then, and she knew no one else was going to be there for him for Christmas. What in the world was she thinking? Had she let him move in? Honestly, that was not the plan. Just a friend helping a friend. Add in the holidays, and somebody who could only eat soft things.
She didn't know what to think of herself now. Even CW said she'd changed.
"What happened to your curls?" He asked one morning.
"I have curls," She looked at him laying there next to her in her precious bed that she just didn't share with anyone.
"No, you don't."
Oh, he was clueless. What did she see in him? Oh, she was clueless. She knew. She was just going to push him right out. She did a lot of talking, hoping she'd make him spitting mad and he'd slam the door behind him. CW did no such thing.
He listened. "That really happened to you when you weren't even twelve?" He said it was awful hear of the abuse she'd been through, yet he made it all sound like it made her a stronger person. "You're the strongest person I know."
It was hard for her to decide if he was the most amazing person she'd met or plain stupid. It depended on what time of the day she thought about it. By nightfall, she knew she wanted him here and she'd make the best of it.



