Ch.22

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[Jared Garrett On The Top]

[Song On The Top]

I felt like this song up there kind of described Juli & Darren's relationship rn'. Kind of competitive!

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Juliana Garrett

"So, you're telling me that mom just up and left to go on a buiness trip?" Jared asked me putting his snapback on. It was Monday morning and we drove to school together like we used to. I didn't speak to Darren yesterday because I was pissed as hell when he thought not wearing a condom wasn't, 'a big deal'. I might speak to him today, considering we have each of our classes together.

"Yeah, she left a note saying she wasn't gonna be back for a while but all our future finances were covered." I somewhat lied. I just didn't tell Jared about her being in an illegal human trafficking buisness; it would hurt him too much. He was such a protective brother and son that it would kill me to see him hurt over mom and I.

"Well what about college? If I play pro-ball, what happens to you?" Jared was an amazing basketball player, and just by looking at him, you can tell he's going places.

"I'm trying to see what scholarships come my way in the next few weeks." I've also been applying to go to some colleges, in and out-of-state that I can go to full-ride.

"Well, you know that girl I took to prom?" I nodded. "I'm inviting her over to chill so meet me afterschool if we're cruisin' together." he said locking the car door. We tried looking for mom's car keys but couldn't find them anywhere. She had a 2014 Chrysler 300 in the garage, calling my name. I wiped my thoughts of driving the beauty, and headed directly to first period.

As the bell rang, more students came in and took their seats, as did I. I sat in the back like I usually did, and pulled out my phone, I had over 20 text from Ginger, Hector, and Brandon combined, so I took it as an emergency.

Have you seen Laur? She's been missing. -Gingy <3

Hey Juli, I don't know what the hell is up with Laura but she's missin. U seen her -Hector

Miss mixed has been mising since prom evidently. you seen her? her parents are putting in a missing person's report -Brandino

I continued to read the other messages and became worried for my best friend. She would never contemplate on running away. And she's too damn smart to get kidnapped, so where was she?

Darren sat next to me, completely pissed off. Like someone just kicked his puppy or some childish shit like that. I stared at his sculpted face from the side view and wondered what was on his damn mind.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

He didn't answer. This boy has some serious anger issues and I was tired of it. He'd have gotten his butt beat a long time ago if his mother was black and put his attitude in check. My whoopins were no joke growing up, especially when you're mom is from Detroit. She had that one strong arm she used the belt with. What can I say? I was a bad child back then.

"So you're just not gonna answer me?"

"Would you care?" he shot back looking at me. His damn eyes were something I could look into forever; but now, I just wanted to give him a black eye for smart remarks. Love hurts sometimes.

"I wouldn't be asking if I didn't."

"Well since you care today, someone stole my motorcycle." he said. Since when did he own a motorcycle?

"When did you get a motorcycle?"

"Not even a week ago. The bastardo ha presola mia merda!" he said in Italian. I stared not knowing what in the hell he just said, except bastard, and shook my head. [The bastard took my shit!] I opened my GoogleTranslate app and searched for something to say in Italian. I'll tell him off in his own native language.

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