Mr. Perfect {Jc Caylen} {BOOK 1}- UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Chapter 25: Is he really all that bad?!

this week.. has been one of the most annoying weeks of my life. i've been so stressed and so upset lately so that's why there was a lack of updates. i apologize if this update isn't up to your expectations, i have a lot on my mind and honestly i just want to give up on life. for the first time in my life i was cyberbulled and i honestly don't know how to react to it. i apologize :(

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If you asked me what was the worst thing that's ever happened to me? I could respond with several answers. For once, when my kitten ran away when i was little. Or when my fifth grade teacher yelled at me for talking, as i cried as she yelled at me in front of the whole class when it was clearly the girl behind me that always wore her hair in braids. Are braids still even in? But now? If you asked me the question, "what was the worst time of your life? or worst thing that's happened to me?" I'd say now. This moment in time to be exact. These seconds, minutes, hours of my life that tick by. As i sat extremely still in this chair, as i dozed off not exactly paying attention to anyone or anything.

"Miss Strand? Are you paying attention? We need your opening statement before we can begin with this hearing to find out for once and all if Hunter Strand is guilty or innocent? He's your brother I'm presuming?"

"I'ts Franta" I muttered, as i bit the inside of my lip. I couldn't care what would happen next, I didn't want to be here and that was final. I was forced by my mother to spend some "quality time" with my step brother.

"Excuse me? Could you repeat that Miss Strand?" One of the lawyer's called out, yes i was on the stand being questioned, and honestly i didn't care who was guilty or innocent. I just wanted to go home.

"It's Franta. My last name is Franta. My step dad, that's his last name. Since my mom is engaged, i'm soon going to be a Franta, I'd like it if you addressed me by my soon to be name. Actually strach that, if you're going to call me anything? Call me Hailey, Sir" I spoke louder this time so he would be able to hear this time.

"Right... Miss... Ur... I mean Hailey... You were saying? Do you know the soon to be prisoner?" The man referred as he pointed out my wicked half-brother.

"I did, a long time ago" I whispered.

"Please elaborate, Miss Hailey?"

"Hailey. It's Hailey. My name is Hailey. No miss is needed. As i was saying, I knew this man a long time ago. We grew up together, he changed... I don't recognize him anymore as the boy i grew up with. So no, this man seated before me, i don't know him. I used to, but not anymore.

"So, what you're telling the judge and the jury is that you don't know him?" The lawyer clarified.

"I did know him, he changed. I don't know him anymore... He's no brother of mine"

"Could you please tell the judge, jury and honorable audience what happened?"

 "He came into my house, where my mother and I lived. After I had gotten a restraining order aginst him, he threatened my mother with a gun. No this man has not changed what's so ever!" I argued.

"Proof?" Hunter's lawyer asked.

I rolled my eyes, you've got to be kidding me! "Are you serious?!" I laughed, as everyone stared at me.

"This so called 'man' if you're even willing to call him that, has been tormenting my family since i was little. And you have the decency to call him 'changed'?! You're crazy to think that, yes he may be my step brother but he is in no way 'changed'. You can't be serious!"I laughed.