Begin Again

Chapter 20

“Apologize to your brother right this minute young lady!” My mom exclaimed.

“Why would I apologize? I’m telling the truth!” She defended.

“Whether you’re telling the truth or not, that is not the kind of language you need to be using!”

Jazzy looked at me and rolled her eyes, before storming out of Selena’s room with Gracie right behind her.

“I’m so, so sorry for Jazzy’s behavior.” My mom apologized.

“Mom it’s nothing to apologize about, okay?” I said getting up to hug her.

“Pattie don’t stress about it. I’m pretty mad about Gracie having Jazzy’s back. I don’t know why both of them are acting this way.” Mandy said shaking her head.

Jazzy’s POV:

“Jazzy what the heck was that about?” Gracie said storming up behind me.

“I don’t know okay?” I yelled shrugging once we were out of the hospital. “Justin just makes me so mad. I can’t believe he thought we were actually lying!” I said upset.

“Well he’s your brother—he’s stubborn, just like you.” Gracie chuckled.

“Oh like you aren’t stubborn.” I retorted.

“Oh, I know I’m stubborn. It runs in the family; Me, Selena, our mom, and so on. I bet even Kaylie is stubborn.” She chuckled. “At least I admit it.”

“How are we going to give Justin proof?”

“Well I guess we’re just going to have to go to the source first.” Gracie smirked.

“There is no way our moms are gonna let us go to the diner to meet with a 20 something year old man.” I said. “Plus I doubt I’ll be able to go anywhere.”

“Well it looks like we’re just gonna have to sneak then.” Gracie continued smirking.

“You mean like—sneak out and meet him?” I asked surprised and Gracie nodded her head.

“Exactly what I’m thinking,” She smiled.

“Damn, we’re not even teens yet, and we’re already sneaking out and being bad asses and rebelling.” I chuckled.

“Hey, you’re the one who started it.” Gracie said.

Before I could reply my mom came out the hospital looking mad as ever.

“Uh-oh.” I groaned.

I’m going to be grounded for the rest of my life.

Justin’s POV:

My mom had took Jazzy and Gracie home, and her and Mandy were gonna talk out the girls’ punishments later on.

After spending another hour at the hospital, talking to Selena, hoping she would wake up, I decided to go home.

I needed to call Mrs. Rogers and ask her about the five grand missing from the charity account anyway.

I dialed her number and right away she picked up.

“Oh Mr. Bieber, how can I help you?” She asked in her bubbly tone.

“Hi Mrs. Rogers, I was calling you to discuss about a money issue.” I said.

“Oh, okay. What’s wrong?”