The Crystal 2 by Jones M (reading cloud ebooks .txt) 📕

had brought me there, I was kind of excited to go see the country. 

Liam's email stated that we were to leave at eight in the morning. I checked my phone, noticing the time was 7:30 AM.

Oh shit.

I used my powers to summon a breakfast meal for myself before digging in. I knew I would waste time if I had ordered room service.

Twenty minutes later, I was exciting my suite and checking out of the hotel. I looked around, noticing that the boys, Selena, and the bitch had not yet gotten out.

I frowned, sitting on one of the couches in the lobby as I waited for them. A few minutes later, the sound of a couple of rushing feet sounded through the hotel lobby. I turned just in time to see the guys running in the hallway with a couple of their bags.

Took them long enough.

I leisurely got up while perusing through my phone, following the direction that everyone was taking. I came to a stop outside the hotel with the boys who were standing. They had noticed me, and I had noticed how they tensed in my presence.

I chose to ignore them as I turned my head turned sideways, looking around my surroundings. The street was busy with loud moving cars and people walking around, some even talking on their phones.

"As much as I hate to ask, what are we doing?" I questioned, not meeting their eyes.

"We're waiting for the limos to come pick us up," Ethan reluctantly replied after a tense ten seconds. I sighed, regretting why I was there. I peeked at my side, seeing the boys and noticing that they did not have their disguises on.

Before I could complain, Liam pointed at a couple of incoming vehicles.

"There they are!" Liam shouted. Just like he shouted, two long black limousines were being parked beside us.

"Who will take which one?"

Everyone looked at each other, then at me, before rushing towards the limos. They were shoving and pushing each other, saying words along the lines of:

"I don't want to sit near her!"

"You think I want to?"

It continued for the next three minutes while I silently watched with an amused look. What they didn't know was that it hurt.

In the end, I found myself sharing a limo with Zane, Bianca and Logan.

Talk about awkward.

Everyone was silent during our drive to the airport. We all ignored each other by looking through our phones.

Another ten minutes later, we were boarding the same private jet Selena and I had boarded when we went to London.

It was unfortunate that an object that once held great memories reminded me of my worst.

After a while, the plane took off. I had sat far from the seven people I currently hated, not curious to overhear what they were talking about.

I took out my laptop, switched it on and watched as it showed the beautiful Window 7 Professional logon background. I had not even logged in when I noticed Harry coming at me from the corner of my eye. He had an angry expression on his face.

So much for ignoring them. What could it be now?

"What is this?" he asked, shoving his phone into my face.

@EmeryDavis: @HarryParker has a small dick

I held a hand over my mouth, stifling a laugh as I stared at Harry. He was looking at me with a glare, and I cleared my throat.

"Well, do you?" I asked jokingly, and if possible, Harry's glare intensified. 

I sighed before replying, "I did not post that."

"Really?" Harry asked with a fake confused look. "Then why is your laptop with you?"

"I haven't logged in yet," I replied, turning it to Harry. "See?"

"I know you did this," he ignored what I had told him, and I rolled my eyes. "You must have used your phone. I don't know why you said what you said last night. Was it just to mess with our heads?"

I did not speak as Harry sighed in exasperation.

"I'm watching you," he said as he turned to go to the guys.

He was out of earshot when I whispered: "Fuck you." I took out my phone to check on my Twitter account, seeing more than ten thousand notifications.

I was surprised the account hadn't crashed.

I recently hadn't gone through my Twitter account, much to Ashley's demands. She told me that whatever was posted was very bad and that I needed to delete my account. So I went to do just that.

I was soon on the deletion page when it asked for my password. I typed it in.

Password incorrect.

I frowned, trying again.

Password incorrect.

I couldn't have forgotten my password. Maybe my phone was pressing buttons that I did not mean to press.

It was weird, especially since Ashley had logged into my account with my permission to see how bad my situation was with the OBers.

I dismissed the phone, choosing to delete my Twitter account on my laptop. After a while of starting up the browser, the same error appeared. I gave it another try, watching as I typed the keys on the keyboard, but the error appeared again.

I knew for sure that someone had hacked into my account, and I knew that the person was with Bianca. What surprised me at the moment was the ability of the person to stop me from deleting my own Twitter account.

Then something had to happen. Another tweet appeared:

@EmeryDavis: @theOrdinaryBrothers is a group of homos.

My eyes widened as I tensed in my seat. I tried to delete the post, but it wouldn't. I tried again and again, but still, no luck.

"THE HELL?" Liam screamed. I knew he saw the tweet. I went to close the browser window, but I didn't close it soon enough. Liam had been rushing towards me, and he turned my laptop to face him. He looked so pissed off.

"Really, Emery? Really?" he asked. "Why are you doing this?"

"I told you guys once, and I will tell you again. I did not do it. I tried to delete my account, but it wouldn't!"

As I was saying it, I went to delete my account.

Account deleted.

My eyes widened in disbelief at the message shown on my phone.

"What?" I commented in shock. Then I turned to look at Liam who was still giving me a harsh glare. He said nothing else, going back to his seat with the boys.

I was stunned in shock. I brought my hands to my hair, pulling at the strands in frustration.

At the moment, I didn't care how I looked. Things were getting worse for me. I was in a fight with the boys, and a day hadn't even passed! Bianca was one step ahead of me.

I looked at my laptop, noticing that it still displayed the 'Account deleted' message. I tried to move the mouse icon, but it remained frozen. Then I noticed something.

My camera lights were on.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, inching my head towards the camera.

Then the lights turned off.

My eyes widened in horror. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out what I found out.

"Guys!" I yelled as I moved towards the guys who had sat away from me. They chose to ignore me, pretending to be busy on their phones.

"I didn't post those insults. Someone hacked into my Twitter account, and that same person has hacked into my laptop. They were spying on me through the camera! That's how they made my Twitter account get deleted when Liam was in--"

"Shut up, Emery!" Zane cut me off with a glare of his own. The anger in his voice could have brought chills to my form, but it didn't.

"Do you expect us to believe you? Especially after what you've called us, again?"

"Zane--"

"No! I don't care what you have to say. Just, leave us alone," he said.

I was angry as I turned to face Bianca.

"You--"

"I told you to go, you cunt!" Zane shouted at me with a furious stare. I felt tears brim in my eyes, but I tried so hard to hold them back. 

I was hating that moment. Meanwhile, Bianca chose then to secretly give me a smug smile. My mind went back to what I went through, and I snapped.

"Stop this you evil bitch!" I yelled at Zane's girlfriend, punching the table in front of her and making her jump in shock.

"Emery!" everyone shouted at me, but I ignored them.

"I am warning you, Bianca. You do not want to mess with me," I said, inching my face closer to hers. "You may think you are bad, but I can promise you that I can be worse. I could take you down when you're not expecting it."

I read her mind, hearing her laughter. That made me angrier than I already was.

"You laugh," I said, shocking her. A smirk appeared on my lips.

"Enjoy this moment! In fact, make sure you enjoy these moments because they will be your last."

Bianca stared at me as if I was crazy.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Is she okay?" she asked as she looked at Logan. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, you know what I'm talking about you whore."

"Emery--," Zane went to speak, but I motioned my hands to signal him to be quiet while using my powers to shut him up.

"I'm going to take you down, Bianca. I will uncover all your secrets and lies, then I'll post them all over the Internet," I leveled my stare with hers. "Wouldn't you like that, Bianca? Wouldn't you like everyone to know all the shit that you have tried so hard to keep in the dark?"

She just gave me a fake concerned expression. However, in her mind, she was steaming with anger.

"Emery, are you feeling okay?"

Bianca was still playing stupid. I grinned before I laughed at her.

"I'm not stupid, Bianca. I know you have accomplices. I am also going to take them down. I won't stop until you all pay for what you've done to me."

I unclenched my first, and Zane gasped in a breath.

"I'd suggest you keep your eyes open," I added with a knowing smile before turning to go to my seat.

After that incident, the rest of the plane ride was tense. I avoided everyone and minded my own business.

We arrived in Canada a couple of hours later. I was the last one who had alighted the plane. I wanted to avoid the causes of my misery, but then, I had to be there for them. With a sigh, I followed everyone to a couple of limousines waiting for us.

I got into one with Logan, Ethan and Selena. I had a feeling that Harry, Zane and Liam did not want to sit near me.

The limo began its journey to our designated hotel. I sighed, staring at the passing landscapes of the city of Toronto. It looked like it was about to rain, and I was glad about it.

"Emery, why would you--" Selena started, and I knew where it was heading to.

"I know what you're going to ask." I cut her off. "I didn't do it. You would have believed me, but just like the rest, you believe the bitch."

"Emery--"

"It honestly makes me feel like you guys have replaced me," I commented, earning a few seconds on silence. "Do you guys hate me?"

There was a moment of silence in the car.

"We don't trust you," Selena replied. In other words, they hated me. I closed my eyes as I felt tears threatening to stream down my cheeks.

Of course.

A day had not passed, and I was more than willing to leave the tour. Being on the plane had reminded me of how shitty my life had become.

I was hated by everyone. The people who I cared for hated me and wanted nothing to do with me. I didn't want to do anything with them, but shockingly, I still cared for them.

I guess that is the sick thing about love. It makes a person still care.

"We're here," Logan announced. I sighed in relief, wanting to get out of there immediately.

I was heading towards another direction, intending to go tour the city. I needed time away from everyone, but however, Ethan stopped me when he yelled: "Where are you going?"

"Sightseeing,"