Chapter 10: Die In Your Arms

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*Present day*

Till this day I was still heart broken. I called her 17 times and she never picked up. I didn’t go on Facebook but I know she had un-friended me. She was right, I was fading from her, but I never thought I would lose her. I told Justin what happed and he helped me by bringing pop-corn and we watched movies all night, cuddling till I fell asleep on his chest. Anyways today, I was going to go on my first trip with Justin, to L.A then clubs. I packed up mostly everything in my closet. I ran downstairs to my mom and found her cooking eggs and bread. My mom wasn’t a big cook, but whatever feeds us is good. My little sister was sitting down on the couch, eating my Butter crackers. I ran to her and snatched them out her hand.

-“Hey what was that for, not cool dude not cool” she said. She was 13 and a main in the ass.

-“Shut up, you do not eat my crackers, you know this is like my husband and it clearly said ‘Arianna’s Crackers’ written all over the box” I said, grabbing a cracker and putting it in my mouth.

-“Arianna, I want you to be safe out there, there are crazy people out in California, nothing like Canada” my mom said placing a plate of food on the coffee table in front of me.

-“I promise I will, well I have to go, Justin is supposed to be here any minute” I said getting up.

-“Good I can have a little talk with him before you two leave” my mom said crossing her arms in front of her chest.

-“Yes! And I can meet him. The love of my life” My sister said, then continued “Oh I mean, yea I get to meet my beautiful big sister’s boyfriend”.

-“Nice save twit” I said laughing. She flipped me off and I hit her in the head.

-“Hey girl, stop” my mom yelled at us. My sister and I never got along. Oh wait did I forget to say that little brats name, her name is Alanna, and she was a total brat, but SOMETIMES she was the best sister in the world, but like I said SOMETIMES. After an hour of sitting around my room, rolling around bored as fuck, Justin finally nocked on the door. I ran down stairs before my mom or Alanna could get it, but too late. Both of them were at the door.

-“Hey Justin” I said going down the stairs. I had on light jean skinny jeans on, a grey and pink hoodie that said ‘Hollister’, and pink and grey vans. I put my hair in a nice side braid, but since my hair was layered some came out. When I got to the door, I grabbed Justin’s hand and pulled him inside. When all his body was inside, and I made sure it was, I hugged him tight. He kissed my forehead.

-“You do know it might be really hot in L.A right?” Justin said releasing me from out tight hug and looking straight at me.

-“What? Are you kidding me?” I said throwing myself on the couch.

-“No, No babe, don’t worry it okay you’ll be fine” he said sitting next to me. I saw my mom walk towards us and then stop putting his hands on her hips.

-“So Justin, How’s it going?” my mom said.

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