CATALYST CRYSTAL

By PATRICK KY

This book is about a girl who loves to workout. She likes to workout everyday until one day, she gets into an accident that changes her life forever. If you would like to know what happens next, please read the book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Feb 15, 2017
• ISBN: 9781365760457

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CATALYST CRYSTAL

CATALYST CRYSTAL

PATRICK KY

Table of Contents

PROLOUGE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

CHAPTER THIRTY

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

CHAPTER FOURTY

CHAPTER FOURTY-ONE

CHAPTER FOURTY-TWO

CHAPTER FOURTY-THREE

CHAPTER FOURTY-FOUR

CHAPTER FOURTY-FIVE

EPILOUGE

PROLOUGE

Sara was training and the Woman was watching her workout.

You will be mine, Sara, or should I say Crystal, the Woman said.

CHAPTER ONE

She opened her eyes. She closed her eyes. She opened her eyes wider than before. She closed her eyes again. After this she opened her eyes and was ready to get out of bed. She looked at the clock and it was 6:42AM. It was a little early to get out of bed, but she decided to get out of bed anyway. The girl in the bed that just got out of bed’s name was Sara Breanix.

She was a lot taller than an average woman. She was five foot ten and she was perfectly fine with that height and in fact, she loved that height because it helped her with what she loved to do. In fact, she wished she was taller because the taller you are, the easier for her to do what she loved.

Sara had been in love with this sport her entire life since she was a little girl, and she loved doing this sport. This sport she had been playing that she loved so much was rock climbing. This was her thing from the day she was born until now. Rock climbing wasn’t her only hobby. She loved doing all those parkour stuff. She liked to climb the side of houses as well. Even when there was no possibility to climb the wall that was on the side of her house because it was a flat surface, she found a way to climb that wall. She was in shape and she worked out a lot to keep up with these parkour skills.

She went into the bathroom and decided to look into the mirror. She was a total mess and was glad that no was in the room to see her now

Oh God.

Sara said this because she looked in into the mirror and noticed everything was totally wrong. Sara’s hair looked as if she was electrocuted because there were parts of here hair that were flying in the air. She had some dirt spots on her face and her face wasn’t clean because of the dirt on her face, and she just wanted to clean it badly. She had dirt on her face because she was outside in her backyard taking dirt from the ground and taking it inside the house so she could have plants in her room and then went directly to sleep. She was American and had pale skin. She had brown hair and brown eyes as well. She wasn’t in any condition to be seen by anyone, so she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. She took a shower and brushed and flossed her teeth so that she could look somewhat decent when she went into public.

She was doing this life alone. She had no one’s help but her own. She felt like a lot of people didn’t like her so she didn’t really ask anyone to spend time with her or ask anyone to hang out with her, either. She had a mother, father, and sister. Even though she had a mother, father and sister, she still felt like she was alone in this world. She didn’t get along with them. Those three people got along so well, but she didn’t get along with them at all. She tried to get along with them but she ended up failing at trying to make a relationship with them. The mother and father were in love with her sister. Sara’s sister was named Rachel Breanix. She was like a queen and this was her castle. Sara was somewhat like a slave is this castle. The mother and father spoiled her sister and got her everything she ever wanted and she had no responsibility whatsoever. Sara on the other hand was a different story. Sara had to do everything to be here. Sara didn’t get anything she wanted; she had to work at her job to be able to afford everything she had. Sara was eighteen years old and was a senior in high school. She worked as a grocery bagger and barley got paid enough to buy what she wanted to buy. She had to work overtime to afford the things she wanted. The only thing that her mother and father gave her was a place to stay and food. She wanted to make sure she looked good and used a lint roller to tidy things up. She wore a pink hoodie and blue jeans. It was the wintertime so she wore a ski mask when she went outside in public, because when she was outside it was cold, and ski mask made her face warm. She wore Uggs as her footwear. Underneath the Uggs footwear, she just wore some pearl white socks.

She went downstairs, and as she went downstairs she saw her mother and father sitting downstairs at the kitchen table. The mother’s name was Kimberly Breanix. The father’s name was Carlos Breanix. These two people were different and they both had different backgrounds. Kimberly and Carlos were both bad, cheap and the type of people who you wouldn’t want in your life. Kimberly and Carlos never shared any information about their lives to Sara. They both hated her with a burning passion. They treated her with no pride and very disrespectfully. Sara knew how they made their money and they were very greedy with their money. They were too lazy to go out and get a job so they always found a loophole into making their money. They both liked to go casinos and did whatever it took to make money. Both her parents were millionaires because they were good at gambling, and that’s how they made their money to survive.

So what’s for breakfast today? Sara asked

The mother didn’t respond.

The father didn’t respond.

Mom? Dad? Sara asked.

Sara tried to get their attention but it didn’t work. They didn’t pay attention to her. Actually, it was the opposite; they ignored her instead. Sara wasn’t offended because she was used to it.

Carlos do you hear that? Kimberly asked.

Hear what? Carlos asked.

That wind.

Yeah. It’s so loud.

I know, right?

This didn’t offend Sara at all. She was totally used to it and didn’t care about how they treated her anymore. She used to get sad and cry about this stuff when she was little but she had grown out of it and didn’t care about how they treated her anymore.

She looked at what was in the middle of the table and she saw that there were waffles with maple syrup. She got up and went to get her own plates and fork and knife and put the waffles onto the plate. She took maple syrup from the table and poured it onto the waffles. She took the knife and then started cutting the waffle into pieces. Then, she picked up the fork and started picking each piece of waffle and eating it piece by piece. She was almost done eating when her sister Rachel came downstairs.

Our princess is here.

Yes, she is.

Carlos got out of her chair to give Rachel a hug and gave her a kiss on her head. Kimberly got up from her chair and gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead as well.

Would you like to sit, Princess? Carlos asked.

Sure.

Here take a seat here.

Kimberly pulled out a chair at the table for Rachel to sit. Rachel went to sit on the chair that Kimberly pulled out for her.

What’s for breakfast? Rachel asked.

Waffles and maple syrup.

Rachel looked at it.

Do you not like it? Carlos asked.

It’s good.

If you don’t like it, I can get you another breakfast.

I could, too.

Sara was just sitting there eating her food. She sat there and watched them treat her sister like a princess. This wasn’t the first time that she had been treated like a princess. There had been many times that Kimberly and Carlos had treated her sister like a princess, and she could name a lot of them. One of was the food-wise. She got to eat whatever she wanted and they would do anything to please her. Even if she made them go travel across the planet to get the food. They would do whatever it took to please her. But with Sara, they wouldn’t even go to the store and get water for her. There was one time Rachel heard about this myth. Rachel didn’t know where in the world she heard this myth from but she started to believe it. She believed the myth that stated European fruit was better than American fruit and it helped your metabolism, and Rachel figured that it would better for her to start eating that way. Mother and Father didn’t believe in this rumor, but for Rachel, for a good six months, they traveled back and forth getting fruit for her.

Hey Mom, Dad.

Hey.

You know I love you guys, right?

Of course.

Do you guys really? Rachel asked.

Why would you even ask that? Carlos asked.

Just curious.

There has to be a reason why. Kimberly said.

There’s a new myth in Europe that people say. They say that it helps your metabolism become better, Rachel said

That’s just a myth.

It’s real.

There was a moment of silence after that comment was made.

I want fruit from Europe.

Mom and Dad looked at each other.

Alright, we’ll get you fruit from Europe.

Thanks.

They didn’t care how stupid it was; they would do it for her just to please her and make her happy but for Sara, they didn’t care. This was just one example of how her parents spoiled her sister more than her and how much they cared for her and treated her like a princess over her. Another example of how they cared for Rachel over her was when it came to chores. Rachel didn’t have to do any chores at all. Sara’s mother, father, and Sara were mostly the ones who ended up doing chores. Rachel was the lucky one who got away with chores and didn’t have to do a thing. When it came to washing clothes, Mom, Dad, and sometimes-even Sara had to wash her clothes. The worst part about this was that she didn’t even appreciate all the work that Sara did for her. When Sara washed her clothes for Rachel, she didn’t even get paid to wash her clothes. It was like a mandatory thing for Sara to wash her clothes for Rachel sometimes. If she didn’t wash her clothes, bad things would end up happening that didn’t end well for Sara.

The parents started makes the same threats as usual to Sara if she didn’t do Rachel’s chores. They said the same threats like, You’re going to have to pack your stuff and leave this place and find your own place to live. This is just one threat they gave to her. Another threat they fave to her was: You don’t live here forever. If you don’t want to pull your weight and responsibility, then you can pay up your rent and pay for all the food we’ve given you. These were the threats that were given to Sara if she didn’t do her chores. Sara did other chores for Rachel like washing her dishes, throwing away her trash, cleaning her room, and many more endless chores.

Rachel, did you wash your clothes yet?