Road Trip (original version)

Chapter 17- Family

-Justin's POV-

I sighed and hung up the phone after an hour long conference call with Scooter and my parents. Of course I told them I didn't egg the house but that doesn't mean I told them who did. I just explained how my neighbor is obsessed with causing trouble with me. They all gave me a speech about how I need to try to lay low for a while and how they don't recommend me hanging with Za anymore. His girlfriend, Atifa texted me to let me know she's bailing him out. Good thing I didn't have to. I got up off the chair on my bedroom balcony and opened the sliding door to enter. I shut it behind me and turned around to see Vanessa sitting on the couch watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians.

"Hey." I walked over to the couch and sat down next to her. "How's your wrist?"

"Good." She smiled.

"You know, they live right down the street if you wanna go say hello." I pointed to the tv screen. She giggled and shook her head.

"Nah, I don't think North West would like me."

I looked at her and grinned, seeing her laugh.

"What are you starring at?" She turned her head back to the tv.

"Your smile."

"Justin.. Are we gonna do this again?" She sighed and looked back at me.

"Again?" I gave her a confused look.

"Yeah.. Remember last night?"

Last night? I know I was very much under the influence..

"I don't remember, what happened?"

She blushed and shook her head. "Nevermind."

I bit my lip. I don't know if I should push it and make her tell me.. What if I did something wrong?

"Was it anything bad?"

"Uhh.."

Before she could answer her phone started to ring. I took a peek at who was calling seeing "Jason" in big letters. I looked at her in curiosity and she gave me a small smile before escaping out into the balcony to have her conversation. Minutes passed as I watched her through the glass sliding door. Her hand flew to he mouth and she started to look upset. I was about ready to go see what was wrong until I heard a knock at the door.

Alfredo stood in the doorway, grinning and all like nothing wrong ever happened this morning.

"Carter and I are making homemade cookies, you guys wanna help?"

"Uh nah man, I'll come down later." I started to close the door. He put his foot in the way before it shut in his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I sighed.

"Did you already mess it up with her? Justin you have to control your emotions, control your anger-"

"I didn't do anything to her. I j-just need to figure out what's wrong with her." I cut him off.

"Ok maybe I can help?" He offered

"Uh.."

"Carter told me some things maybe I can help." He repeated. He knows things about her that I don't? I'm not gonna say that didn't bother me because it did.

"I'm ok Fredo." I started to close to door and once again, he stopped me. "Fredo! Man, just go downstairs with Carter. I got this!" I shot the door at his frowning face, not caring about my sudden outburst. I just wanna make sure she's ok.

I stalked back to the glass door, sliding it open. She looked back at me abruptly and I noticed the tears she seemed to be holding back. I gave her a look of concern before reaching out and putting my arm around her waist.