40. Why didn't you tell her?
I called Jasmine and told her that I was ready. She said that she was on her way. I brought my bag downstairs. After 15 minutes, I heard honking outside.
“Lorraine, I’m leaving” I yelled.
I left the house and got inside Jasmine’s car. She drove to this familiar looking house. I couldn’t remember whose it was though. Jasmine and I went inside the house. I put my stuff in her room. It was huge. Jasmine went to go do something. I sat on the living room couch and flipped through the channels on TV. I heard their front door shut and I looked to the right and Justin came in. He didn’t notice me because his eyes were stuck on his phone. What is he doing here? I must’ve said that aloud, because all of his attention turned towards me.
“What are you doing here?” Justin asked angrily.
I’m not going to lie. I was scared at the tone he had.
“I’m here with my friend. What are you doing here?” I asked
“What do you mean what am I doing here? This is my house. Jasmine didn’t tell you that I was her brother?” Justin asked.
“No, she never mentioned it.”
Jasmine walked from down the stairs.
“What do you want Justin?” Jasmine asked annoyed.
“What do you mean what do I want? I don’t have to want anything. This is my house.”
“Why are you in here?”
“Let me see, because this is my house and because my girlfriend is here. Why didn’t you tell her that I was your brother?”