Outgoth The Goth

Chapter 5 - Temper, Temper

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Outgoth the Goth

Chapter 5 – Temper, Temper

No One's POV

Jade went home directly from Nozu, her hand throbbing in pain the entire way. Entering the house, she went straight into the kitchen to get some ice for her hand.

In the kitchen she found her mother, who appeared to be ready for a night out. The tall, tanned, blonde, Carolyn West, was wearing a stylish white Versace dress with pearls and Fendi Handbag.

"Jade, what happened to your hand."

"I punched a concrete wall, that's what happened." Snapped Jade, as she went to the fridge.

Carolyn West scoffed. "Tell me, what did the offending wall do to you? Did it learn its lesson?"

Jade ignored the comment, pulled out an ice tray from the freezer, sat down at the table and started to dump the ice cubes in a plastic bag.

"Where are you and dad going?" Jade asked, a few moments later.

"Out, your father and I are having dinner at the Ryerson's. They've even invited Sir Gerald Smith-Park and his wife Eleanor to join. It should be a wonderful evening. They are distant cousins of the queen you know."

"Translation, we're going to try to advance our social status by kissing up to old money and distant royalty." Jade sneered.

Jade detested her mother's materialism and constant attempts to improve her social status, by meeting the right people. It wasn't enough, the woman owned her own real estate agency, she needed more.

Carolyn West, glared at Jade for a moment, then sat down. "Let me see your hand."

"Why?"

"Because I'm your mother. Now hold out your hand."

Reluctantly Jade held out her hand, which her mother carefully examined. Jade was in obvious pain, but her mother seemed to ignore that in her examination.

"You're lucky; you bruised the hell out of your hand, but luckily didn't break anything. Take aspirin and keep it iced. It's already starting to swell. Not to mention stop punching walls."

Carolyn helped Jade finish the icepack and placed it on her daughter's hand. "Care to talk about it Jade?"

"No. I don't want to talk about it."

Carolyn leaned back and put a finger on her chin with a mischievous expression. "Ummmm....let me guess. Tori Vega. That girl you rant about at least twice a day."

"It's not her!" Bellowed Jade, as she instantly stood up from the table.

Carolyn laughed. "You've got it bad."

"NO I DON'T!"

Carolyn rolled he eyes. "Fine, whatever. But maybe if you'd perhaps wear a nice dress and not that dreadful black funeral garb and be nice to that girl, you'd get somewhere. But you're playing super hard to get by acting like you hate her."

"It's too fucking late. She's found someone else." Jade said as she lowered her head.

"However, could that be? I thought your plan to hate her constantly was working so well, you mean it's not gotten you into her pretty little panties." Mocked Carolyn.