Hidden Powers ✔️

Chapter 29

So....just a warning on the language ahead, sorry if anything. Personally even I don't curse at all but I know throughout the book, there has been a few here and there, so that's why I try to limit it.

Enjoy!

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"No I do not, Veronica." He spat.

Then the loving smile was wiped off and replaced by a snarl, "You are still the same disappointment of a son I remember. Why? What did I do make you feel towards me?"

He let a humorless laugh, "Oh no, it isn't just you," he moved his eyes towards the older man standing by the twins. Henry is exactly the splitting image of his father; same hair, eye color, and the serious look on their faces. "Both you and Mason are guilty!" He screamed at Veronica, his mother, as he tighten his grip on my hand.

"Henry!" His father finally stood up, "That is no way to talk to your mother and give her the respect she deserves."

He replied in a sneer, "She's no mother of mine and lost all my respect for her a long time ago."

Veronica widen her eyes in shock and so did I.

Dang......those times when he told he has problems with his parents, I didn't think it would be this serious!

"Look Henry, I came here so we could talk-" Veronica was cut off.

"There's nothing to talk about." He sharply said and left the room in silence.

I decided to let him cool of for a few moments and stayed here. Then people resumed talking.

"Excuse you, but what are you?" Someone asked rudely.

Turned out to be Veronica and all sense of sadness was washed away.

"Um, I'm Joy, and um...."

"You do look familiar....do I know you from somewhere? I must've met you out on the streets or something?"

"Hun, that's Cathy's child." Mason answered her.

Geez, weren't these people just yelling at their son? Now acting like nothing happened.

She gasped, "I've heard about her once! I remember us being here together. Wait, is she here?"

Swallowing the large lump in my throat, "No, um I'm actually not sure where she is...." I trailed off.

She shook her head, "Such a shame, here's her daughter all grown up and she isn't here to witness it. Ugh, she's probably going about and messing around with other men out there....."

My blood started to boil and I stared at her full of hatred, "What did you just say?" Already starting on the wrong foot.

She rolled her eyes, "Joy, open up your eyes, she's either hiding in the shadows or messing around. Either way I see it, she's a coward or a slut."

Anger exploded within me as I clench my fist really hard, my finger nails dug into my skin. I felt as if I'm on fire and wanted to let it all out on the very excessive blunt lady in front of me.

HOW DARE THIS BITCH TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER LIKE THIS?!?!

I felt angry and sad at the same time. Angry because this snob knows nothing about my mother, even though they were friends from before, how can she make such preposterous assumptions! Then again, I'm sad because of my mother in general, I've never met her and in fact, know nothing about her.