Can you keep a secret? (Justin Fanfic)

Chapter twenty-two Jacinta's truth

Well one thing Jacinta is good at is being on time. She was litterally knocking on my door within ten minutes. Mum must have answered it and I could hear her warning Jacinta not to get too close to me. If I wasn't in so much pain I would have laughed.

I heard footsteps up the stairs and there was a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in." I said just loud enough for her to hear it.

She opened the door and quietly walked in shutting it behind her.  I pulled myself up so I was leaning against the back of my bed and she sat on the end.

She cleared her throat. "Well you weren't lying... you look terrible." She kind of laughed but  stopped herself.

I shrugged. "Thanks. So, when you said your parents were mad at you for me not turning up, what did you mean? Did you get in a fight or something?"

She shrugged and looked away. "You could say that."

I was so confused but I guess it wasn't my business. "I'm sorry I bailed. I would have rang and told you.. if I wansn't unconcious."

She gave me a puzzled look. "You were unconcious?"

I nodded. "Don't worry about it."

She shrugged. "Don't appologise. I guess I shouldn't be relying on you... especially blackmailing you into anything. It was wrong... i'm sorry."

"Wait, so you're not going to tell anyone about Noah?" I asked and looked her up and down for any sign of lying.

She nodded. "Yeah, I won't tell anyone. You don't have to do anything stupid for me or with me anymore."

I was shocked. What made her change her mind? Did her parents find out? Did she get in trouble? Or did she just come to her senses? Whatever it is, i'm happy but not fully convinced.

"Justin? You still here?" She asked me pulling me out of my dazed state.

I quiclkly shook my head. "Ye yeah. I'm here.  Are you serious about 'letting me go'?"

She didn't get what I meant at first but when she did she nodded. "I'm one hundred percent serious."

I was shocked. "Why the sudden decision?"

"Like I said I can't rely on other people. I'm not going to tell anyone about Noah but i'm not going to tell you why I did this in the first place." She stood up and walked over to the door.

"Wait.." I noticed some dark bruises forming over her arms and face.

'What?" She was on an angle to me, obviously trying to hide the bruises.

"What happened to you?"

"What do you mean? I said I just didn't want to rely on..." She started but I cut her off.

"No I mean with all the bruises."

She rubbed her arms and sighed. "Like I said, my parents weren't too happy when you didn't show up Justin." She gave me one last glance and left the room leaving me speechless.

Did she just say that her parents did that to her her? Okay, as if I wasn't already confused. I pulled myself out of bed and flinced as I felt pain run through me but ignored it and went after Jacinta. I wanted to know more and I am going to try hard to find out.

"Jacinta wait!" I stopped at the top of the stairs as she reached the front door.

She held the handle in her hand and sighed. "What do you want?" She didn't turn around.

"I was wondering if we could go out for lunch tomorrow? I want to talk." I know mum wouldn't let me out but like I said I was confused and want answers.

She turned around. "Justin you're too sick."

"No please i'm fine...", I shook my head thinking about how I am now imagining strange things, "Go out to lunch tomorrow."

"Why? What is there to talk about? I told you everything... well everything you're going to hear from me."

I shrugged. "I just want to talk."

She rolled her eyes. "You're sick. You wont even be able to go out tomorrow."

"Don't worry, i'll be fine and i'll be there."

She sighed. "Fine but I can't be long. I have some stuff to do at home."

"I'll meet you at McDonalds at 1pm?"  I asked while thinking of a way I could pull this off.

She nodded. "I guess so." She opened the door and stepped out slaming it shut behind her.

Okay then she wasn't in a good mood? Was it something I said? I shook my head and decided to check on Noah but when I got to his room after alot of struggling, I noticed he wasn't there.

I slowly made my way downstairs and looked in the loungeroom but he wasn't there either so I checked the kitchen to find mum wasn't here either.

"Okay Justin. Nothing to worry about, I mean some escaped convict couldn't have just walked in and taken them. There has to be an explanation." I said over and over to myself as I looked around the kitchen for a note or something.

When i didn't find anything I started freaking out. What if they turned invisible? Or got abducted by aliens? Wait... what am I thinking that's stupid. I just have to take a deep breath and calm down.

I was about to look again for a note or something but I heard the front door open.

"The murderer is back to finish me off..." I whispered to myself and picked up the knife from the counter.

Was I over-reacting? Maybe. Will it be worth it if there is a murderer here. Yes. Why am I stil talking to myself? I have no idea.

As I heard the door shut I waited behind the corner, took a deep breath and quickly jumped around the corner. I screamed as I bumped into...

"Mum? Mum! Oh my gosh! I thought you were dead! Where did you go?"

Mum laughed and placed Noah down on the ground. "I just left to pick up the medicine that the doctor prescribed y... wait dead?" She pulled a puzzled expression.

I nodded. "Oh and yeah I thought someone was here to finish me off since they missed me when they got you the first time."

Mum noticed the knife in my hands. "You're imagining things Justin. Now give me the knife." She held out her hand.

I shook my head. "What if a real murderer comes? Being sick like this I wont be able to protect myself. or you guys.."

"Justin. The knife now." She gave me a hard stare and I gave in.

"Fine. But if you die don't come running to me cause all I say is 'I told you so'." I stormed upstairs and I could feel mums eyes on me the whole way.

I slammed my door shut and fell down onto my bed. Maybe going out tomorrow was a bad idea considering i'm going completely insane! But on the other hand, I don't have to worry about mum not letting me go tomorrow as the murderer will come back to... wait there was no murderer was there?

"Get it together Bieber." I said to myself and slapped myself across the face.

As I did that mum walked in and she gave me the weirdest expression I have ever seen. She didn't say anything just placed a glass off water and an antibiotic on the bedside cupboard and silently left the room.

All i'm hoping is that she doesn't call a mental institue for me... I want to do it myself.

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