HIS PAST !!

SEPTEMBER 23RD..

It's been a few Weeks since the big commotion and two Weeks since senior year started. Sharing my senior year with Justin isn't as bad as I thought. Well at least so far. He's a very likable guy actually, the girls drool for him when he walks by. & the guys? Let's not even mention them. Half of them are jealous of him and the other half want to be his friend. As for me, I've always been very popular. Anyways tonight we will all be going to dinner as a "big happy family!" Since the fight dad and him have been getting a long much better. Thank God!

9:35pm ...

"Dad can you please hurry up!" I yelled from the drivers seat of the car. Tonight I'll be the designated driver. When my parents go out for some "dinner" some drinks is what they are really looking forward too. Justin sitting next to me in the passenger seat, my mom behind me and my father next to her finally in the car. I drive off. We pull up in the parking lot of the restaurant.

"Red lobster?" Asked Justin.

"Yes, my favorite!" I responded with a smile on my face while unbuckling my seat belt.

"Gross!" He's just joking though because as soon as our food arrived he was dogging it down as if he hadn't ate in months.

"So sweetie will you be rejoining the cheerleading team this year?" Dad asked while dipping a fried shrimp into his tarter sauce. Justin's face lit up, dying to say something & so he did.

"A cheerleader huh?"

I took a sip off my coke before speaking. "Yes a cheerleader!" I said with pride. "I dont know daddy, cheerleading just isn't my passion anymore." I said with a voice of disappointment.

Mom looked at me in shock, right when she was about to take a sip off her sangria she put the glass down. "honey what do you mean?" "You lived for cheerleading!" She picked her glass right back up.

"I know, I know. But I'm into other things now. After what happened I just don't feel the way I once did about it. I guess it wasn't a passion all along it was more of a phase or a hobby!" I dipped a fry while looking at my parents shocked faces. We all put so much.money, time, and effort into this. But after falling off the top of a pyramid and almost loosing my life I just don't want to do it anymore.

Justin looked at me with interest in his eyes. "If your not into cheerleading then what are you into?"

It took me a minute to answer, both mom & dad, and Justin waited for me to answer. I hesitated to answer, I almost didn't.

"I love reading and I love writing.. From now on I will dedicate all my time into something that I can actually see my self doing for the rest of my life." I didn't even look at the face expressions, I just looked down at my plate and stuffed my face with some mashed potatoes. I felt moms hand on my shoulder. She smiled at me.

"Well I'm proud!" "Yeah me to, what ever you wanna do!" Dad added in. I swallowed my food and decided to take all the attention off of me.

"How about you Justin, what are you into?" My parents seemed more anxious about his answer. So was i. He's such a mysterious person and we all want to know his passion, what is it that he can't picture him self not doing. After a few seconds of silence he finally answers.

"Not much people know this about me, but um.. *he cleared his throat* I love acting."

I am very impressed. "No wonder you spend some much time in your room watching movies!" I teased.

My parents giggled.

"No she's actually right." He smiled looking right at me, I smiled back.

"I never knew that Justin, I actually don't know a lot of things. And I want that to change!" When my father drinks he gets very touchy and emotional. But this is sincere, he really means it. Justin and dad hugged for the first time in front of me. Moms eyes watered. This moment all brought warm smiles to our faces.

On our way home mom and dad we're a little drunk. We joked around, laughed a lot, talked about anything and everything. I've never experienced such a thing, yeah my parents and I have always had a great relationship. But now it feels like a real family, it just feels complete with Justin here.

12:30am

We got home not to long ago & my parents are in the kitchen drinking some more. They are all smiles today. I love seeing them so happy and in love. I'm laying in bed & is a Friday night. I'm really fúckiñg bored and I want to do something, seeing my parents having so much fun makes me want to have few drinks of my own. I decide to knock on Justin's door to see what he's up to.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing much, you?" I sat on his bed next to him pouting my lips.

"I'm soooooooo bored!" I wined.

He sat up from bed. "& what do you wanna do?"

I smiled, it was more of a daring smile. Just with the look on my face you can tell I was up to no good.

"What?" He asked confusedly with a smile on his face.

"Let's drink!" "I need a drink!"

He laughed out loud. "Little Rosie Valentine needs a drink?" He asked sarcastically.

"Ummm yesssss. Little Rosie Valentine was a really big party girl not to long ago!"

"Oh really? & what happened?" He got closer to me.

"Long story." I got up from the bed. "As soon as mom and dad fall asleep we can go to the basement and drink there."

About 30 minutes later my parents we're asleep, I quietly tippy toed into their room to check if they we're really asleep.

Hell yeah!

They we're knocked out like babies. That alcohol put them straight to sleep. Good! Justin and I took a vodka from mom and dads stash. They aren't alcoholics but I promise they will never notice.

"The basement use to be the spot, all my friends would come over smoke weed get drunk and knock out right here!" I was telling Justin as we we're walking down the basement stairs.

"And what happened?"

"Well one day mom & dad came home earlier from vacation than I expected and that was the end of everything!" I giggled.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked while laughing him self.

"Because that's it, it happened and I can't do anything about it. If it weren't for me getting caught only God knows where I'll be right now."

We sat on the big comfy family couch that we had down stairs in front of a flat screen t.v. I reached over for the bottle that Justin had in his hand. Without even thinking about it, with no hesitation I took a few shots off the bottle. Justin pulled the bottle away from me, causing for some vodka to drip down my mouth onto my tank top

"Hand it over!" He said as he already snatched. We both laughed. I gently hit him on the chest. "Fúckiñg a$$hõle." He took a few sips him self. About an hour later, we are completely feeling it. We started opening up to each other. About a lot.

I opened up about Sebastian. He on the other hand opened up about something that made me see him in a completely different way...

"So tell me about ur love life."

-"What love life?"

I pushed him a little on the shoulder.

"Come on, everyone has or has had some kind of love life. No girl friend? An ex maybe?"

He stood silent for minute.

"Well if you don't want to tell me is f-

-"When I was 16 I met Laylah *he took a sip off the bottle causing him to make a minor face expression of disgust* As soon as we met I knew she was the one I wanted to be with and change my ways for. A year after being together she got pregnant, with my baby. I was scared out my ***, right when I was about to tell my mom and tell dad she lost the baby... well at least that's what she told me but I never believed her because she didn't want it from the start. About 2 months after.that we continued to have a relationship, things we're going just fine until she started hanging out with the wrong crowd. She met Isac. He's nothing to mess with, but she left me for him anyways. I didn't take the brake up well at all. One day I got soooo high that I went to her house to ask her to be with me. Turns out Isac was there, we got into this huge fight, he pulled out a knife-

I immediately cut him where. "He stabbed you?" I asked with my eyes wide open. He pulled down his sweats a little and pointed at the stab.

"Right here!" I lost so much blood, if it weren't for the neighbors hearing all of that I would of died. After that we ran into each other at the mall, a fight almost broke down. And thats why I'm here now. My mom was worried sick every time I left the house. She couldn't take it anymore, told dad about what was going on & yup that's why I'm here now!"

I sat there speechless. I had to take a sip off the bottle. This was to much to take in for me.

"Are you ever planning on going back?"

He sat quietly for a minute, as if no one even asked him this question before. As if he never even thought about it him self. Then he looked at me...

"Eventually, I can't run forever."

He's so strong. He sees so little of him self, I can tell he does. But I've learned to see him differently in the pass few Weeks. I've grown to love him and respect him. I feel so bad for him and I can't imagine something bad happening to him.

As he's staring into space he catches me staring at him. I didn't even look away, I didn't even try and play it off. For what? I've been caught red handed. He's looking at me with the same passion in his eyes that mine have while im looking at him. He's looking at me & I'm looking at him.

I look away. Staring at the plain red wall. I can feel him still looking at me still. I made my way closer to him and layed right in his arms. He held me tightly. My eyes closed, I can smell.his natural scent. I layed my head on his chest, he continued to hold me. He didn't want to let go just as bad as I didn't want him to.

I can feel my self slowly getting nervous. Butterflies are slowly forming in my stomach. Why? This is a feeling similar to what I use to feel with Sebastian. But this is no Sebastian, this is my step brother.

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