The Beast's Angel

Chapter 10-- Perks of being stubborn

10- Perks of being stubborn

Jane's POV

Yup, his parents. Definitely his parents. Luca wouldn't act so weak if it wasn't for those two people. He was still trapped in his childhood cage and seems like he's having so much trouble getting out.

Yesterday, after our note-talking, Luca, of course, continued to ignore me and it gets worse whenever Sarah was there. I let it slide and didn't try to talk to him again since I had something on my mind.

I was meeting his parents and give them each a piece of my mind.

It's stupid and irrational, I know. But I'm mad. Like really mad. And just the though of them makes wanna turn wolf and go rip their throats out, not like that's possible.

Tuesday morning, I was getting ready to meet the devils, no, that would be an insult to devil if I compared them to Luca's parents. Even pigs would be insulted.

I put the best clothes on. I don't wanna give them something to overpower me with and I'm definitely not backing down.

I went to the back of my closet, where you know held any girls best possessions. I searched through the pieces of fabric until I found what I wanted.

I held the black dress in my hands and smirked. I might as well look even better than Luca's mother herself. I went deeper through my clothes until I got out my red, thigh length winter coat.

The coat and the dress together would look great. The dress was only a couple of inches shorter than the coat. I burrowed my mom's black ankle boots that she would keep only for emergencies and this is an emergency right?

I curled the ends of my hair into perfect curls. I even painted my nails red and applied some make up on. Red lipstick, smoky eyes, blushed cheeks and longer eyelashes.

I didn't take my normal school backpack of course. I had to complete the look. So, I burrowed my mom's expensive, one time use, Chanel bag. A distant relative got it as a gift to my mother on Christmas and my mother's been praising and cleaning the bag whenever she gets the chance.

I slowly started making my way downstairs. I decided to skip breakfast today since facing my mom was not an option. I tiptoed towards the front door but stopped bead in my tracks with my mother's voice.

"Jane? Sweetheart is that you?" Her voice came from the kitchen. Thank god she didn't decide to come out.

"Ah...yes mom. I'll be leaving now." I replied wearily.

"What about breakfast?"

"Uhmm...I'm not hungry." I lied. The truth was, I was starving.

"Jane." My mother's voice turned stern. "Why are you lying to me? I could practically hear the rumbling of uour stomach from- JANE!!" She yelled as she left the kitchen and came face to face with me.

I grinned at her. "Yes mommy?" I faked innocence.

"JANE! Are those my boots?" Her voice held shock and I thought her eyes wouldn't get wider but when she saw the bag...oh god the bag. "MY BAG!! NO way in hell!" She yelled as she started running towards me.

Now my own eyes widened and I didn't lose another second before I found myself sprinting out the door, ignoring her calls.

"Sorry mom but they're for a good cause." I yelled over my breath as I ran down the sidewalk. I could see face fuming and smoke was leaving from her ears. I'm in a lot of trouble.

I stopped a taxi and told the guy the directions to Luca's house. I just hope that his parents are there. I know I'll be missing school but that's not important right now.