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


20. "You Don't Know Us"


" I'm not too sure if I like him"


"What do you mean?" I yelled frustration clear in my voice


"I think he's bad for you" He protested


"You hardly even know him!" I argued "You hardly even talked to him after you made that scene about his record"


"I know what type of guy he is"  he explained "Once upon a time I used to be like him"


"You don't know us "


" I don't care. I don't want to" he stated 


I marched up the stair in annoyance. Mom likes him.  why can't he just be happy for me?


"Why couldn't she just stay with Chase?" he murmured, not intending for me to hear.

My body came to a halt as what he said started to sink in. I immediately turned around and stomped back down the stairs.


"You want me to be with Chase?" I asked yelling " the guy who beat me for the last two years?" A tear trickled down my left cheek "Huh, is that what you want?"


"He beat you?" he asked in a nicer, worried tone


"Oh, so now you care" 


I ran up the stairs and locked myself in my room as I ate my leftover quesadilla. Some how the cheesy quesadilla made me feel better, I guess you can eat away your feelings.

I walked into my bathroom. I pulled my pants and undergarments down as I sat on the toilet and used the bathroom , I sighed before getting up and yanked my panties up. I changed into some of my old cheer shorts that were laying around my bathroom. I flushed the toilet,then washed my hands. As I was exiting the mirror stopped me, forcing me to look at my appearance, I examined everything ,my hair, my ginormous nose, the bruises that were still visible from my encounters with Chase. 


"Just hold on we're going home" was being blurted out from my phone, snapping me from my appearance. I sighed as I noticed that I fail to remember to bring my phone upstairs after the incident with my father. i sighed for like the fiftieth time today, as I didn't want too see my dad.

I walked downstairs, knowing eventually I'd have to face my dad and I absolutely couldn't live without my phone. As I reached the bottom of the steps my dad hurried to me.


"Shianna I-'


 "Hey mom, have you seen my phone?" I asked, completely ignoring what my dad was saying.


"Yeah sweetie, it's on the counter" I nodded, walking towards the kitchen counter to grab it but my dad had already swooped it up. 


 "Give It"  I said through gritted teeth


"No, Shianna listen to me" 


I attempted grabbing the phone but he kept squirming. 

I kneed him were no man wants to be kneed, as it was my only option. 

He bent over covering his 'junk' giving me the perfect opportunity to grab my phone.

I smirked as he moaned and groaned at the pain I caused.

I exited the drama filled house as I just wanted to be alone.


















A/N: Did you notice I quoted As long as you love me in the beginning? 

But something is seriously wrong with Mr.Morgan how could you not like Justin?

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