The Secret of The Johanssons

Chapter 3 : new face

{ Edited }

I woke up realizing that I slept without eating dinner . I got up and was still using clothes from yesterday , It was disgusting . Dried leaves were stuck at the end of my black jeans mixed with flower petals , my black training shoes were thrown at the rug making it dirty . Mud and dried leaves were stuck at the end of it , It's going to be hard cleaning it without aunt knowing . Like every morning, there was no one home but me . After eating I washed my dishes and glanced out the window , I stared at it wide eyed, and my hand trembled . Running out of the place so fast made me forget to lock the gates, i ran upstairs trying to find the key . I grabbed my dirty pants and checked the pocket , to my relief the garden key made a noise signaling me it was in there .

I looked at it in horror, trillion questions filling up my mind . The gate was opened , did I forgot to lock it ? Is aunt inside ? Did she figure out that I was there yesterday ? Questions just filled my mind . I went inside and looked around, The first floor was empty . I went up stair and heard a noise and noticed it was from the room that was un locked yesterday, a wooden board that was against a wall became my weapon . My heart is racing and my hand was trembling , I went in and looked around . Everything was the same until I heard a noise at the corner .

" hands up ! Or I will kill you! " the figure turned around

" kill me ? With that?" It was a boy, He looks about my age . He had black tousled hair and hazel eyes that made you think its gold when the light hits it, He smirked at me and came closer

" who said you can walk? " I said swinging the board

" Wow Okay calm down . Devon you? "

I hesitated " scarlett . What are you doing here ? "

" the gate was open "

" not good enough "

" Okay fine .... Im searching for the Johansson's? " he said, his hands up in defeat .

" why are you trying to find my family? " i asked still holding the board close, he blinked a few times and looked at me in shock " unless you have something in your eyes or you're really surprised ? "

" You're a Johansson? " he said in disbelief

" yes yes I'm Scarlett Johanson "

" you're the grand daughter of Grayson Johansson? "

" Am I supposed to be flattered or scared? " I asked one eyebrow crooked up . Who is this guy?

" here's the thing, I'm interested in selling your grand fathers stuff. I mean who isn't? Everyone is out there trying to find this place, your grand father was a legend. I finally found this place after trying to find it for years, the gate being un locked was just a plus"

" so you're here to sell my grand fathers stuff? "

" now when you say it out loud it does sound insane " he said leaning on the wall

" everything about this is insane , if my grand father is rich I wouldn't be here " i said out loud not thinking there was a stranger

he looked at me through his lashes " nothing " I said waving it off .

he peeled himself from the wall and came up to me

" you don't know he's rich do you? "

" what do you think? "

" that explains everything " he said walking to the boxes and rummaged through it.

" Hey don't touch that! " I said grabbing his arm " you cant touch this it belongs to my family "

" that you know nothing of "

" excuse me ? You know I can call the police right? "

" you look horrified when you saw the gate , my guess is you aren't supposed to be here too " he smirked .

He was really annoying, thinking he got the upper hand in the situation. The problem is he does, I wasn't suppose to be here and neither does he, but he have information. It's not like i needed anything, but after the stunt aunt made when i told her about this place, maybe i should do some digging.

" So tell me more . About my family I mean "

" oh thank god I really thought you're going to call the cops " I rolled my eyes and he grinned " well yes I have been trying to sell your grand father s stuff but I did found something more interesting here . I found a diary it belonged to a Sophia Johansson which is his daughter . She wrote about her getting cut off the will, which is not interesting, but since your family lives under in front of cameras, it's just weird nobody knew about this . "

" why was she cut off? "

" it said its because her father was pissed at her brother for marrying someone because she wasn't royal or something like that . So her father took the anger out on her, it's not surprising since your grandfather had anger issues, or at least that's what i herd "

her brother ? That means dad ? I guess my confusion appeared on my face because he asked " are you okay? "

" yes its just that why would grand father be mad at dad for marrying my mom? " i asked out loud again, not thinking about him being in the room

" well he did expect him marrying someone royal " he said " I guess that explains why your aunt hate your mom " I looked wt him wide eyed

" aunt doesn't hate my mom "

" that's no what the diary says " he showed me the diary

" no I don't want to read about that " I sat down on the floor

" you know what they say ' every rose has their thorns ' people are the same "

" what a thing to say "

" are you impress cause I am . I just thought about that a minute ago "

I rolled my eyes and stood up . How come all these secrets were hidden away from me? I went to the window and looked out , aunt was still out god knows where . Devon came up behind me

" its alot to take in isn't it ? "

" no kidding " I said looking at the window

" if it makes you feel any better i wont take anything " I gave a short laugh and he smirked .

I went to grab the diary and put it in the box " well I better go ... You too " I said pointing at him

" yeah yeah im going " we went downstairs together and I locked the door this time . I closed the gate and head towards the house until I realize he was still looking at the cottage.

" It wont open just because you stared at it you know " I approached him . He let out a very short laugh

" its nice meeting you Scarlett Johansson " he was walking towards the streets

" wait! "

" cant resist that you want my presence? "

" don't flatter yourself . You know my family more and I clearly need and want to know more "

" coffee at the brew? " he said smirking

" its not a date! " I said shouting while I ran to my door . I heard him laugh and said something like good bye .

I went in my room and looked around . I canceled dinner again and dad was getting worried but I cant bear looking at aunt . I've been tossing and turning on my bed and questions after questions are filling my mind, how come I'm getting all of this from a stranger. A stranger is not a really good source to step on, I can't just trust him. The diary was his prove and all i have to do is to read it to believe it, but i guess i can just do that later. All i can do right now is listen to him without putting my guard down, i can listen and take it all but not trust that easily