Lost in California (Leo Howard FanFic)

Chapter 9: Sunday's Mission

After getting home extremely late, I didn't have to talk to my aunt; just go to bed! Then on Sunday morning I was lying in bed texting my boyfriend. He was talking about how he has to stay home for his Family BBQ. I wish I could have been there, and so does he. Meanwhile as I continued texting him in bed my doornob made a little jiggle noise. So my reaction was to put my phone on my night stand and re-cover myself up as if I was still sleeping. Gladly my aunt decidie to let me "finish sleeping".

I continued to text Leo and well he made me get up. I didn't want to but then again I didn't want to have our first fight either. So I went to my bathroom to freshen up; brush my teeth, wash my face, clean my ears and pull up my hair. Afterwards I opened my door and walked down the hallway. Before entering the kitchen I checked the living and everywhere else in the house to prepare myself if my aunt was in sight.

Shockingly I didn't notice her anywhere. Then my curiousity led me to her bedroom, which her represence was not visible, but then again this is also time for myself. When I walked into the kitchen I noticed I sticky note was left on the frige. It said:

                                Went out for the day Won't be back til' later

As much excitement I had, there was still a bit of concern. Yesterday she was gone all day and now today she is going to be gone all day too. She couldn't be at work because they are closed on the weekends. Which leaves down two other choices; she's either has a date which she didn't bother to tell me or she is meeting my dad and still seeing each other after the fact. Either way I still need to figure out why she has contact with my father, and why did he have to leave me with her after I haven't seen her in years? I have nothing but questions and zero answers. Today is the day that I'm going to find out those answers.

After a wonderful breakfast I did some cleaning, just in case if my aunt comes home she starts bickering that the house never got cleaned. Then opened the door and began my investigation. What got my stuck was that nothing in her files held any red flags and her computer had a password which I have no clue what is was. All I could found out is that my aunt has my dad's email and cell number. So first thing is first is I called the number by using *67. My father never picks up the phone if it's a number he doesn't recognize. And if he is with my aunt she will recognize the number.

As I'm waiting for his voice to appear through the phone I kept on looking, then again I looked through everything already. I just need to go through her computer, that's when I can get some answers. But then the phone went to automatic voicemail, that's when I heard a deep man's vocie. My aunt has the correct number, but why would my aunt keep my dad's contact information confedential?

So whenever I come into a bump in the road that deals with any technical issues I know only one person to call, Ronnie! He is a cousin of mine in Conneticut and he is a master genius when it comes to hacking and finding. He can crack any code and all private accounts. As freaky as that sounds, I call Ronnie to see if he could help me.

Me: "Hey Ronnie!"

Ronnie: "Hey cousin what is the sit-ch."

Ronnie says sit-ch, meaning situation, whenever I call. I call Ronnie whenever I needed someone to talk to about a certain situation. We are like really close.

Me: "Yea I'm trying to crack into my aunt Grace's computer because she has been talking to my dad over the past year and I need to find out why? Do you think you could hack into my aunt's , then I can go from there."

Ronnie: "Sure, all I would need is your location and the computer number on the back and of course the company of the computer."

Me: "Sure...uhmm... 90189 Los Angles, California and 2013-06 Mac. Is the all?"