The Assassins Kill

chapter 13- surprise.

we are family- Sister Sledge
19.10- Childish Gambino
bust a move- Young MC

*jades pov*

i burst into my room, hands on my hips. Julian's sitting at my old desk, reading a diary wrote around 4th grade, a very IMPORTANT diary.

"what the fuck do you think your doing!?" i shout at him. he looks at me, then back at the book.

"just.. getting to know you more." i look at his face, a smirk playing on his lips. his makeup has been removed, but there's still a bit of black smudged around the details of his eyes.

"how did you get the makeup off?"

"you have makeup wipes in here." he raises his eyebrows. i walk up to him and snatch the diary out of his hands. i cringe when i see he was reading me fan girling over some boy band, i scrunch up my face and put the diary on my bed.

"how much did you read?" i ask him, i sit on my bed and he twirls the chair around to face me.

"enough."

"so you know about.." i almost whisper, biting my cheek.

"your real dad? yeah." i nod and he purses his lips.

"what really happened to him?" my eyes dart to his and i blink.

"well... i don't know the full story." he shakes his head and points to the book.

"sounds like you do."

"ummmm.. no i don't." i laugh, biting my cheek more violently.

"yes you do Jade. it's fine though, you don't have to tell me. it sounds really traumatic for you." he says mockingly. i hold my breath, why does reverse psychology have to actually work?

"we don't talk about him in this house, moms rules. not a peep out of you." i kick him and he winces, but i continue.

"he almost killed my mom...and technically me too. he stabbed her, just barely hitting me. she refused to tell me, not even Caleb." i say blankly. his eyes widen and he stares at me.

"HE STABBED HER-" he screams. i quickly leap over to him, slapping my hand on his mouth.

"shut up!!!" i whisper-scream. his eyes stay wide, and i slowly let go of him. he looks down, and i realize I've been sitting on his lap- straddling him. i jump off and return back to sitting on my bed.

"how did you find this out if she didn't tell you?" he asks. i purse my lips together and nervously chuckle.

"i sort of went to see his dad- my grandpa, to ask him questions." his mouth drops and i shrug.

"i don't even know the entire story but i do know that that is the dumbest thing you could've done." he whines. i cant imagine what he'd say if he knew the entire story.

"well i-" I'm interrupted when i hear the doorbell ring, and who i assume is Serena- start screaming. we both walk outside of my room and to the door, Julian sits with the little kids.

i turn the doorknob and open the door to a tall person wearing a turkey head with sunglasses and a Santa hat on top. i put a hand on my hip and hold in a laugh.