Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 45

Jaden pov

"Fuck you. You took everything from me." She screamed at me.

"Took everything from you? No. Fuck you Mads. You exposed me. One of my most private parts of my life. And for what? Your jealousy?" I shouted back at her.

"Oh get over it Jaden. If you were smart, you'd use it to your advantage. Get money from it. If anything, I did you a favour." She sassed at me.

"Did me a favour? Mads, when have you ever done me a fucking favour?" I scoffed.

"I convinced your parents to have a relationship with you again after nearly disowning you." She stated as if she was some kind of saint.

"You ruined me. You ruined the relationship I had with my parents because you couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut. You're a manipulative little bitch, and you abused me when I wasn't grateful enough." I laughed bitterly at the memory.

Flashback (a year ago)

"Oh, please Mrs Hossler. I know it's a hard pill to swallow, and a ghastly thing to get over, but Jaden needs his mom and his dad. He's been falling apart for the past six months without talking to you guys. I don't wanna see my baby in pain." She fake pouted down the line.

I couldn't deal with her shit today. I got up and walked away from her. She's the one that got me in this shit in the first place. She's only doing this so she can hold something over me. One 'good' deed will be held over my head forever to come. I can already see it.

I made my way upstairs and flipped down onto the bed after locking the door. Ever since she 'moved in' with me, she doesn't seem to respect my privacy whatsoever in my own home. She seems to think that because she lives with me, it means she's entitled to know everything about me.

My peaceful silence was broken by the sound of my phone ringing. I can already hear her words. She's going to hold this over me for as long as she can.

"Mom?" I questioned, answering the call and bringing it to my ear.

"Son." Good start. "Your father and I have had some time to think. While we don't accept the idea, we're prepared to look over this minor flaw and have you as our son."

"Thanks mom." My voice was a mixture of sincerity and sarcasm.

A part of me was relieved that she's willing to put it aside, but a part of me is so pissed she called it a flaw. My sexuality isn't a flaw, and she blatantly called it that.

"You're welcome Jaden. Don't start taking a tone with me, because you're lucky enough I'm willing to still try with you. You've gone against gods teachings and you know I don't take that lightly. Nonetheless, you are still my son, and I still love you." I had to bite my tongue.

I knew it was a lost cause arguing with her. She's got the word of god on her side, and if I fought against that, I'd never be allowed to speak to her again. With a heavy sigh, I bit down on the bullet and accepted what was happening.

"You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you mom, really." There was nothing but sincerity in my voice.

I was grateful for the fact she still wants me as her son. Although I don't like how I'm not accepted, I've just got to accept the fact that her mind isn't going to change on this matter.

"You're welcome. Take care now baby."

"Bye mom."

I hung up the phone and dropped it next to me. That could've have gone over better, but then again, it could have gone over a lot worse.

"So are you going to thank me then?" I jumped when I saw her stood in front of me. I locked the door.

"What the fuck are you doing in here? I locked my door." I asked, completely ignoring her seeking validation.

"Our door Jaden. But it doesn't matter how I got in. Where's my thank you? I convinced your mom to even talk to you, so I deserve a thank you." She demanded, resting her hands on her hips and staring down at me.

"You're ridiculous Mads. I'm not thanking you. You're the one that got them not to talk to me in the first place. So no, you don't deserve a thank you." I stated, watching her face grow agitated.

"Oh Jaden baby." She sighed.

She walked over and stood between my legs. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her slightly closer, leaving kisses on her hips and just below her exposed naval. She may have done some fucked up shit, but she's still my girlfriend.

She ran her hand through my hair, scraping her nails lightly against the roof of my scalp. She trailed her fingers down my temple and jaw before bringing them below and tipped my chin up.

"You know I love you. Right?" She questioned, looking down at me.

"I know. And I love you too baby." I responded, watching as she smiled.

"Good." She nodded approvingly.

Before I could even process what happened, my cheek was stinging as my head flew to the side. The chain of her ring latched onto my skin and tore it as she pulled her hand away. The amount of force behind her hand made my eyes water as my pain receptors went haywire.

"That was for not thanking me when I do things for you." She stated with a smirk before disappearing out of the room.

Flashback over

"You made me think that I was doing things wrong. You made me think that there was something wrong with me." I stated, looking at her to see her with a smug grin on her face.

"There was something wrong with you. You couldn't make me happy. If you couldn't make me happy, I needed to teach you. It's not my fault you didn't listen to me." She shrugged nonchalantly.

"There was never a problem with me Mads. The problem was with you. It's taken me so long to realise it, but there was never something wrong with me. And I hate you for moulding me into someone who I'm not to please you. I hope it was fucking worth it." I spat, turning to leave the house.

"Well it wasn't. You couldn't do anything to please me." She tried shouting back, but I just ignored her and kept walking away. Toxic bitch.