Chapter 6: Dont tell dad

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"Kiara!"

The sound of someone whispered yelling shook me awake. I groggily opened my eyes to see Jj still asleep next to me. I smiled and ran my hand up his chest. I closed my eyes again and took a deep inhale of the fresh air. Sleeping outside made me miss pouglandia more than ever. I buried my face farther into the side of his neck as he slightly shifted in his sleep.

"KIARA!" My eyes flew open to the loud yell and I searched the area around me without getting up. My mom leaned over the hammock and my heart dropped. "Kiara what are you doing!"

I sat up in the hammock and glanced over at Jj who was still asleep. "I was just sleeping mom! I promise!" My mom scoffed and put her hands on her head. She paced from one end of the hammock to another. "Mom how did you know I was here?"

"Well when you didn't come home last night I decided to call Popes dad who told me that Pope last saw you at Big Johns old place. So obviously I came here at 11:36 at night and saw you passed out on this hammock- wit- with Jj!" My mom stopped pacing and looked down at peacefully sleeping Jj and glared at me.

"Mom I swear we were just sleeping, but why didn't you wake me up when you first came here? This wouldn't of become the issue that it is now!" My mom composed herself and took a long inhale in.

"I didn't do anything because I knew if I brought you both back at such a late time I knew your dad would've kicked Jj out." I paused and studied my moms face in confusion. My mom had never tried to get me out of trouble with my dad in the past and let alone did she ever care about Jj. "I told your father that you were and Jj were staying over at Pope's dad place and that the reason I didn't know was because my phone never got the text."

As she told me this my heart that had previously been beating through my chest slowed down. "You lied to dad?" I questioned her. My mom always told my dad the truth when it came to everything. I don't think I've ever heard my mom lie to my father ever.

"Yes. Am I proud of it? No. But I couldn't stand to possible think of that boy not having somewhere to stay." My moms gaze softened as she looked down at Jj. Her eyes were kind and sweet.

Jj groaned and slowly opened his eyes while facing me. He smiled up at me and yawned. My mom watched him as he was completely oblivious to her standing so close to him. I tried signaling to him that she was right next to him but he didn't notice. "Hey kie." He whispered in a groggy voice.

"Hello Jj." My mom loudly said causing him to jump away from me. He looked over at me with wide eyes and my mom just continued to watch him as he looked around in confusion. "Don't think about saying anything because your just going to dig yourself into this hole." He turned to me and I just shrugged. He looked back over at my mom who had her arms crossed over her chest.

"Hey... Mrs. Carrera. It's um- do nice seeing you here. I was actually just leaving so-" Jj swing his legs over the side of the hammock and was about to get out.

"Jj sit down." My mom said sternly and Jj put his legs back in the hammock and stayed quiet. My mom  clenched her teeth and look at me in disappointment. This face wasn't new to me in any way. Me and my mom didn't have the greatest relationship especially after Kitty hawk. "Kiara." My mom said in a exhausted tone. "I feel that in order to get trust from one person you need to have trust in them."

I tilted my head to the side in confusion and out of the corner of my eye looked at Jj who had the same reaction. Why of all things is she talking about trust? I never trusted anything to her and even if I did it wasn't anything to do with Jj. "What?"

"Jesus Christ Kiara." My mom rubbed her eyes and groaned. "What I'm trying to say is I won't tell your dad anything about what ever this is with you and Jj if you will keep your promise to me about coming home next time and making it so I can trust you again. If you mess up a few times I won't mind but I need to know where you are hun."

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