15

ASTRID

My heart raced as I stared at Justin who looked at me with equal amounts of curiosity. In my hand was his dead sister's journal while he stood over me. I knew I would be done for if he caught even the slightest indication that I was with something that belonged to Kris.

I began to sweat, unsure of what to say to his question. My back ached from the stress and I knew even if the drugs I had used were beginning to work, his very presence negated their function.

He had that intense ability to make me squirm even from a single glance and that ability was working overtime now. I could feel the power coming off of him in waves, angry and needing an outlet. I couldn't help but wonder why he was outside at this time too. There was no way he could have intentionally come to find me, not when I was sure that no one had known about me coming out which could only mean he needed to do something outside.

“I-I–.” I stammered, unable to form words in his presence. He stared down at me, disgu