The Girl They Thought They Knew

No Swearing!

CHAPTER 4:
"CARTER WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN FUCKING KILLED!" I scream in frustration.

He shrugged before explaining,
"Well," he rubbed the back of his neck," I kinda sorta followed you..." I just stared blankly at him. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU FUCKING SNOOP?!" I groaned both from frustration and from pain from slamming onto the ground.
Ew I smell bad.
I need a shower.
"HELLO?! Are you there?" Carter said while waving his hand in front of my face.
God I want to punch him!
Soooo bad!
Carter pouted like a child. "You're such a bitch." He mumbled. I just stared at him before snapping at him."Bitch? A BITCH?!" I paused. "Oh trust me I can be a bitch! I suggest you never call me that ever again unless you want the shit beaten out of you like those guys!" I threatened while pointing my finger in the direction of the guys moaning in pain.
Shit! The police!
I gathered myself and calmly said "Get in your car and follow me. I'll explain this all when we get to my house." I paused and added a devilish grin "Hope you like climbing walls! My grandma and brother are sleeping we're  going through the window!" He just stared at me. "Get in your fucking car!" He quickly obeyed and scrambled to his car.
*****
"Juliaaaa!" Carter whined. "Keep it down!" I whisper yelled at him.
God he's so annoying! Cute but annoying. Wait,what! No,stop! Not cute! No!
"Julia?"
"What?"
"I'm tired."
I look at him and shake my head. "Just a little longer. My window is right there."
I climbed through the window with ease, where Carter struggled getting through.
So much for being the star quarterback.
I sat on my bed and motioned for him to join me. He sat down and stared at me waiting for an explanation. We just stared at each other. Me not wanting to tell him and him wanting an explanation. I sighed.
"Look," I started," I lied. I'm not gonna tell you. I just wanted you out of there before the cops came. I don't want to tell you. I can't."I averted my eyes. It hurts to not be able to trust anyone. Im afraid Sammy would tell my grandma or else I would tell him.
I see his ocean blue eyes looking at me with what seems a mix of curiosity, worry, and sympathy.
I hate sympathy. I don't want it. I'm not a weak person who basks in people attention and strives for people's sympathy. "I'm sorry I lied to you." I said in a small voice, suddenly feeling guilty. I run my hand through my light brown wavy hair. "You have freckles." Carter states, poking my cheek. I swat his hand away. "Really? I never noticed!" I replied with sarcasm before adding,"Oh,wait! You probably don't know what it's like to look in a mirror they always break." I say while rolling my green-blue eyes. He feigns hurt. "Ouch! That really hurt Julie. Right here," he said placing a hand on his chest. I scowled at him, swatting his chest. "Do not call me Julie!" He frowned. "Fine." There was an awkward silence and I quickly jumped up from my bed and quickly said," Will you look at the time! You should get going! It's really late!" I began shoving him out the window. "You're gonna kill me!" He shouted pushing against my window to prevent himself from falling out. I stopped pushing him. "Can I stay a little longer? Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?" He begged. "Fine!" I huffed. "Just shut the hell up!" He nodded before throwing himself on my bed spreading out so he took the whole thing up. I glared at him. He looked up and saw me glaring. He gulped and then sat up moving to the edge of the bed. I walked over shoved him off and layed down on my bed."If you're gonna stay you sure as hell aren't taking up my bed! I will end you!" I glare at him before snuggling into my comforter. We chat for a while till I hear a tiny knock on the door. Great either that's my grandma or Sammy either way I'm screwed. I look around my room before shoving Carter in my closet. "Hey-" he tries to say something before I slap my hand over his mouth and then remove my hand to shut the closet door. "It's open!" I shout. I watching the handle turn and a sleepy Sammy walks in. "Hey Julia? Who were you talking to? Why do you have a bruise on your forehead? Do you want me to get Grammy to come look at it?" He questions me. I laugh shaking my head. "What is this an interrogation?" I ask while grinning. He seems to contemplate it before quickly nodding. I laugh again and motion for him to sit on my bed. "I got the bruise from rolling off my bed yesterday, I was on the phone, and no, you do not need to get Grammy." He nods then gives me a funny look. I raise an eyebrow questioning the reason behind the look on his face. He grabs my phone and tries to turn it on. It's dead. I smile sheepishly at him "Um......it just died?" I try. He shakes his head. "Tell me the truth." He demands."I am!" I defend myself.
Bang!
Wonderful!
Sammy turns towards my closet, raises an eyebrow and then walks over to it. He yanks the door open and Carter falls out, face first. I face palm and let out a string of curse words. "No swearing Julia." Sammy reprimands me. I huff and roll my eyes. He laughs and then looks down at a confused Carter. "Carter, Sammy. Sammy, Carter." I introduce them. Sammy gives the worst glare he possibly could and Carter inches backwards a bit. "I don't think he likes me.Does he bite?" He whispers to me. I roll my eyes. "You know I can hear you right. Plus your eyes are an ugly blue and your hair is a gross blonde. You are very ugly and fat." Sammy says in his best intimidating voice."Hey! Leave my hair and weight out of this! So what if one of my hobbies is eating!" Carter frowns.
Carter's eyes are a gorgeous shade of cobalt and he has gorgeous blonde hair. Everyone with eyes can see he is far from ugly. He's muscular too. Even I would admit he is good looking. "Sammy you're my younger brother. I know you still sleep in a pink onesie. Quit acting tough and go easy on him." Sammy glares at me but walks away from Carter and sits on my bed next to me. " Pink is a manly color!" Sammy insists.
Carter scrambles to his feet and over to me before taking a seat on my bed on the opposite side of Sammy. Hiding behind me as if I'm a shield. I shove him off the bed but he just gets up and sits on the bed again.  "So what is this sorry excuse of a person here for?" Sammy asks poking Carter hard in the stomach while glaring. "Sammy." I warn. He rolls his eyes. For a ten year old he sure does act like a teenager. I guess losing me your parents makes you grow up fast. Minus his pink onesie. Although I do wonder where my older brother is I'm perfectly fine with my lovely Sammy. "Carter is here because we were working on a project and he wanted to chat a bit after." I lie, fiddling with the bottom of my shirt. "Liar. You always fiddle with something when you lie. Nice try!" He grins. I groan," Da- darn." "Fine," I give in, "Sammy, I'll tell you why he's here and why you've come into my room and I'm not there but do not tell Grammy. Got it?" He nods. "Scouts honor" he jokes. I give him a look telling him this isn't a joke. "Okay, okay, I swear on my life!" I remember Carter is here. "Sorry kid it'll have to wait a bit. He have untrustworthy people in the room." I sigh and fake disappointment. "K k!" He chirps in a girly voice before saying goodnight and running off to bed. I chuckle at him before turning to Carter with a frown."You should smile more. You look a lot better than when you frown." He states. I scowl at him and slap him across the face. "That's for making too much noise, letting my brother know you were here, because you wouldn't leave, me needing to tell him about what you saw and for implying a look bad when I frown. Also that's for dating Mia and letting her and Trevor trash me." "You seem like you can hold your own. How come you let them pick on you?" He asks while rubbing his bright red cheek. Oops. "Ever hear of being undercover? Plus it's just easier to fly under the radar most of the time." I explain. He nods. "Wanna watch a movie?" He asks. I almost smile at this. Almost. I don't smile often and when I do it's rare. I pretty much only smile for my Grandmother, Sammy and my older brother. Also I smile while fighting obviously. "Sure." I say as I hop up and flick on the tv. He finds an action movie to watch and I shake my head in disapproval. I grab the remote and put on a Disney Pixar film. He gives me a funny look. I shrug."You're never too old for Disney!" I hear the pitter patter of footsteps as Sammy bursts through the door and hops on the bed on my left side while Carter sits on my right. "YAS DISNEY LETS GO!" Sammy screams. Me and Carter shush him in unison. We wrap ourselves in blankets and Sammy snuggles into me. Halfway through the film my eyes begin to flutter close. It's been a long day. Sammy is already sound asleep still snuggled up to me. I close my eyes and fall asleep.
***
I wake up early the next morning to feel Sammy still sound asleep snuggled into me. My pillow felt uncomfortable so with my eyes still closed I went to move it.
Mayday! Mayday! Not my pillow!
I shove whatever it is off my bed with ease. My eyes shoot open when I hear a grunt from the floor. I open my eyes and look on the ground to see Carter laying on the ground, frowning while rubbing his head. "What was that for Julia?" He whined. "I did not give you permission to be my pillow. I expected my lovely fluffy pillow but instead I got an idiotic Carter. Why didn't you leave after the movie?" I scowled. He shrugged. "I fell asleep during it." I hear Sammy groan before sitting up and glaring at Carter with his bright green eyes. "What are you still doing here?" He questions while scowling. "I wonder wear he learned to scowl like that." I hear Carter mumble too quite for Sammy to hear. I roll my eyes before grabbing Sammy and ruffling his soft, straight, light brown hair. "Mornin Sammy!" I chirp smiling. "Morning Jules!" He exclaimed before grinning at me. Carter whines. "Why does he get to call you Jules?!" I roll my eyes. "Carter go home." "Okay." He obeys. He goes to walk out my door when I grab his shirt and shove him towards the window. He frowns at me before climbing out the window getting in his car and leaving."Sammy I go out at night to fight bad guys on the street. I don't kill them I just hurt them and have police throw them in jail. Police are looking for me and I like to stay undercover so no one can recognize me. Dad had taught me to fight before..... Ya know, and mom gave me paints that I paint my face with so people can't see my real face. These people I fight are dangerous and what I do is illegal and dangerous. That's why I have never told you. Carter was here because one time he got mixed up with my ..........."arch nemesis" I guess you could call him. I saved him and then this time he followed me from the house we did a project at to see where I go. He saw me and I said I would explain it all but I lied. Sammy, you can't tell Grammy, okay?" He nods and his green eyes open wide. "Oh. My. God. MY BIG SISTER IS A CRIME-FIGHTING BADASS!" "Sammy keep it down." I silence him. "But-" "No buts Sammy this is serious do not tell anyone. Swear on your life?" He nods again. "Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye." He said making an X over his heart. I chuckled before pulling him into a hug,squeezing the life out of him. "Can't. Breathe." He wheezes out. I laugh before I pull away from him, grinning at his little face. "By the way Sammy you swore." I giggle. He looks like a deer in headlights before saying," Um uh well I was just excited is all. Did I say badass,"he forced a nervous laugh,"I meant bad.........grass. That grass out there really needs to be cut. Oh fuck it! Yes I said badass." I feign surprise,"Sammy did you just swear again?" I gasp. I go to say something before I hear my grandma yell," Sammy get your ass down here. I heard you swear. I'm taking away your allowance this week!" Sammy groans and trudges down the stairs.
Ah, I love my little bro.
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Hey guys sorry for the really late update! I've been busy with school and just life basically. I have been writing this chapter for a while but just had writers block and couldn't finish it.

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~Hollifer