Justice For Juniper Novels & Stories

Docks stretched out in the background, with salt and moisture clinging to the surface.' Juniper's boots were covered in slick wooden planks, and the fog was curving around her ankles. But her heart sank in against her ribs, and she held on tightly to the phone. The reason for Adrian's imprisonment was her. Without the truth, she couldn't depart. A paused clap was heard in the background.? “Brave little Juniper.”. Juniper's stomach clenched. Victoria Langford.

The media was also starting to sniff out the case and chasing after it for a hot scoop that would shake up the entire city of Chicago. "I'll do my best, Dad. I hope Judge Malcom will be the representative of Themis who can uphold justice for the victims of the Crawford family's crimes. Alright, rest then. Dad must be tired from all the chaos today. I love you, Dad!" Emily replied with a faint smile. Lincoln Carter added, "My proud daughter can do it. I love you too, Emily. Remember that Daddy never backs down from any criminal, not even a corrupt senator. See you later, Emily!"

Adara was stunned and she stood up and looked Juniper in the eye. “I’m not your mother,” Juniper said. Adara realized at that moment that she had no feelings for Juniper. “You were left on my doorstep! I should never have kept you when your own mother didn’t even want you!” She snarled at Adara. “He really did rape me,” Adara said calmly. Juniper pushed her backwards and she lost her balance and fell to the floor. Juniper kicked her in the stomach repeatedly. “When I get back from the police station, you’d better be gone. You’re no longer welcome in this house, you filthy whore!” Juniper slammed the door shut behind her as she left.

Juniper became even angrier and said to the director, “Sir, you’ve seen it yourself. She’s doing this on purpose! No matter how many times I try to apologize, she’ll never forgive me! Let alone work together with me!” “Yes, it seems that you’re finally learning.” The person who spoke was Hesper. She glanced at her disdainfully as if she was looking at a piece of trash. “Why should I help you deal with the aftermath of the mess that you created? Do you really think you’ve done nothing wrong by seducing my ex-husband and plotting against me back then? Juniper Wight, all this time, I’m only been waiting for the day when you fall.”

Juniper yelled, not believing she was doing this to Jade. “She is our Jade. How can you do this!? Stop, please! Punish me but don’t hurt her!” Juniper pleaded, considering herself at fault for doing this. For doing this, for making decisions for her own life and not obeying quietly. Tears brimmed in her eyes and were about to come closer but she moved her finger towards Juniper, halting her body in action. She could no longer move while the hand was crushing Jade by its weight slowly. She wasn’t the ruler of a whole continent, the peak of darkness and cruelty for no reason.

I scoop her into my arms, holding her close. “I’ve got you,” I whisper, trying to sound strong for her. As I step out of the warehouse, the sound of screeching tires cuts through. A black SUV comes to a halt, and Winston jumps out, his eyes darting between me and Juniper. He opens the back seat, and I slide in, gently placing Juniper on the seat. She whimpers, her grip on my arm tightening. Winston climbs into the driver’s seat, glancing back at us.

"But you, Mr. Griffith. Why would the only son of the richest family in the city steal and eat someone else's garbage?" That still was not enough. I took out my phone. "Since we're already here, let's show everyone who Mr. Griffith really is." I opened the livestream I had prepared in advance. At the same moment, outside the courtroom, Jackson uploaded the compiled evidence to the campus forum and Instagram. The large screen filled with video clips. Footage showed Luther skulking through dorm hallways and lingering outside doors. It showed him snatching sneakers left out to dry. It showed him pocketing shampoo bottles from shared sinks. It even showed him taking packages left outside rooms.

So, I let my tears fall freely. I would make sure justice is served for my most beloved Grandpa. The next morning, I gathered the evidence and went to court. When I sat down, Stuart gave me a conflicted look. Madison even invited her lecturers and university classmates to her hearing. She said she wanted to clear her name and prove her innocence. Upon seeing the thick stack of evidence in front of me, she mocked, "Veronica, where did you come up with all this fake evidence? I'm telling you, made-up stories don't hold up in court. The judge won't help you just because he pities you."

For my life. Juniper’s eyes narrow suddenly, her expression shifting into something more serious. “You know what pisses me off?” she says. “People who think they have rights over something they didn’t build. They think they’re entitled to what other people sacrificed for. Their minds, their businesses, their bodies.” There’s a long pause. Her words hang in the air, heavier than before. I glance at Desiree, who’s watching Juniper closely, probably wondering the same thing I am: What the hell’s going on?

Everything I believed in crumbled in that moment, and my heart felt hollow. It was all over... Jack hated Cindy because of me, and she never got his love. Even though she had died, I could not make things right for her. She was mature despite her young age. I could not believe her own father had hurt her so badly, even defending the person who had wronged her. I felt so powerless and wished I could just disappear, but I could not even stand up anymore. When I woke up, the only thing on my phone was an apology from the lawyer.