The Criminal's Journal

"Hey Kid. You forgot this!"
She yelled waving the notebook vigorously in the air.
She was too late, he had already left the bus.
Shianna shrugged, not really caring about the forgotten journal
But little did she know, that journal would change her life


34. Oh Brother




The phone rang repeatedly, which was surprising since, I thought my father disconnected my cell phone. I sighed, turned off the ringer and placed the phone on the night stand adjacent to me. I pull the covers up over and returned to my slumber. 


The phone vibrated on the night stand, which made a weird sound on the wood. I groaned, picking up the phone. 32 missed calls from Justin. I returned the call.


"Hello?" I said into the phone. 


"Hello?" He said shakily "Are you ok?"


"Yes, Justin, I'm fine. What's wrong? Are you ok?"


"I need you here now" he said panicky. 


"I'll be there in a minute, baby" I said, concerned "I'm on my way"

I disconnected the phone call. 

Slipped on my shoes, then fastened my jacket around me. 


I cautiously opened up the window. Forgetting all about the alarm system my dad recently installed. In fear of Justin enetering without him being aware, which already happened plenty of times. 


"System 4: Window open" the voice boomed through the house. 

My dad soon came to my room, clutching the baseball bat tightly. 


"Shianna Faith Morgan" he yelled "what the hell are you doing" 

There was a small moment of silence as I thought of an excuse. 


"I was just opening up the window. It was a bit hot in here" I lied.


"So you're hot, but you have a jacket on?" He questioned, not being too convinced. 


"Well, that explains why I'm so hot" I said chuckling. 


"You were just opening your window, right?" He asked. I nodded. "Then why do you have on your new vans?" 


"Oh" I took this pause to make an excuse "I must've fell asleep with them on." I lied.


"Ok." He nodded, not believing me.




"Shianna, I know you're lying." He said "I heard the phone call."

There was a pause. 

"You might as well, lay back down. You're not going to see Justin"


And with that , he slammed the door. I groaned and I plopped back down on the bed. My phone began ringing again. I picked up and pressed the answer button.


"Where are you?" Justin asked "are you on your way?"


"My dad caught me sneaking out" I admitted. 


"Man. I'm on my way." Justin said.


"No-" before I could even finish my sentence, the line disconnected. 


Oh Brother, what have I gotten my self into? Shit is about to go down. 







A/N: Sorry this chapter is so horrible, but I really wanted to update for y'all. But opinions? I have this story all planned out 😆. 

What do you think about Justin's behavior? 





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