Betrayed

Mysterious Messages

I looked at my friends and started to cry. They all started to comfort me and ask me what was wrong.

I just couldn't take it anymore, I was going to forever be known as the girl that tried to murder Justin Bieber, and that really wasn't going to look to good for me.

I then heard a knock on the door and saw my mom come in, again she had that look of guilt on her face, but I just couldn't figure out what it was.

My mom politely asked all of my friends to go back home, and that they could come back tomorrow morning for breakfast.

As soon as everyone had cleared out my mom started to talk to me. She started to sob, and I had this awful look of confusion. She looked straight into my eyes, and said she was sorry. I didn't know what to do or say but I just gave her a big hug, kissed her on the cheek, and asked her why she was so sorry.

My mother just said that she's sorry because I'm going through something this difficult and she has no power to help me. I felt like that was a logical explanation and begged her to stop crying.

A few minutes later my phone went off again, this time leaving my mom to answer it. But I asked her to put it on speaker.

"Hello!" I heard the familiar British voice.

"Yes, who is this?" My mom asked.

"This is Dr. Johansson, I'm calling because I am investigating the Justin Bieber murder case, and I would like to ask Emma Foster a few questions."

My mom was quick to respond with "First of all it isn't a murder case, no on died, and second of all I think you should talk to her attorney before you even come near my daughter, understood?" My mom was always quick with these type of answers and for one thing you don't mess with my mother because if you do, your done!

"I'm sorry Mrs. Foster I didn't mean to offend you, I just wanted to here her side of the story."

"Well if you want to listen to her side of the story go call her lawyer, he has all the details. And another thing Mrs. Johansson, I don't blush, and that's Dr. Foster to you." My mom said bluntly, and hung up.

I then asked my mom to leave the room so I could get ready to go to bed, and she left giving me a warm

Goodbye.

I was already to go to bed, when I heard a text coming in from an anonymous number. 'I know who did it...'

I stared at the message for a few minutes, and then decided to screen shot it and send it to Justin. I sent him

A text with the picture asking him if he had sent me this.

I sat on my bed waiting for a response, and suddenly heard my phone vibrate. Quickly sliding the lock screen to see the message but instead if seeing a text from Justin I see a different anonymous number that states 'Justin didn't send that to you!'

I was begging to get really scared and decided I needed the help Justin had offered. I called Justin and at the third ring I heard a raspy voice at the other end if the line, gosh he was a attractive. "Um, hi Justin I'm really sorry to bother you so late-" getting cut of "late, Emma it's like seven o'clock in the morning." Justin responded amused, yet annoyed. "Oh I'm so sorry for waking you, it's just that I'm getting these weird text messages from strange numbers, and I'm getting really nervous because I sent you a text asking you if you were the one sending me the messages and then a few minutes later I get a text saying that it's not you." I said all in one breath. "Wow, um I'm going to find you some security okay. I'll send some men out to Boston and you can pick a guy that you would like to be your bodyguard, I won't personally be able to make it because I'm in Dubai right now and won't make it on time, but I'm on it, don't worry everything's going to be alright." He said confidently which made me feel a lot better. "Thank you so much Justin, I really do appreciate everything, your a wonderful person." I gratefully responded. "Thanks Emma, now go to sleep, and rest up because I've got ten men headed your way to get interviewed, they will arrive at your house at eight in the morning your time. See you soon. Bye" "Bye Justin!"