Jones ( A Jaden and Willow Story )

Chapter sixteen

Pov- Willow

" uh, hi." I say.

" hi sweety." mom smiles.

" okaaaaaay. What's wrong?" I ask.

" oh nothing really, Junior, we just wanna talk." dad says using his nickname for me. Because our names are similar.

This whole ordeal has me nervous. I don't like the tone, or the mysterious way they aren't telling me whats going on. I cross my fingers hoping I'm not in trouble.

" willow darling, I know you are going through a rough time in life..." mom begins.

" after all you are turning fifteen soon!" dad half smiles.

" yes, and this hormonal time can make you restless and irrational. But what you've been doing lately has been too far. I mean, don't you think cutting your hair, sneaking in the studio to record unapproved music, and ditching the awards was a little drastic?" mom asks, her voice meek but her eyes expectant.

Ditching the awards?

I did not.

" did you not hear what they were saying about me? Mom. I didn't ditch, I broke. I couldn't stand there and become their public freakshow! " I yell.

" Willow. As an entertainer you are going to get tons of criticism. You can't run from it." dad says.

" and your fighting with Junnice?" mom asks.

" mom you don't get it." I start.

" well maybe i don't but I don't think whatever she did gives you any right to do what your doing." mom says.

" we've told you revenge is wrong. We thought you were better than that." dad says.

" revenge? What are you talking about?" I ask.

" going out with her ex?" mom says.

" WHAT? are you serious? Mom. Myles and I have been best friends since we were little! Way before I met Junny. This has nothing to do with her. I wouldn't stoop that low." I say.

" I've never heard you talk about a Myles. He's never been over here. Why don't we know him if your so close?" dad asks, raising an eyebrow.

He doesn't believe me. I stand there, stunned. I feel like I've been slapped. My own father actually finds it that easy to believe I'm a low skank, a dirty whore. Not only this but he's right. I don't talk to him. We haven't talked before recently in years.

" sweety. I love you. I don't know whats going on but I just wanna say that friends and family are valuable. Your family will always be here to give you stability but friends give comfort. Like jaden, me, Ace, and your father are your bed frame..." she almost chokes on the word father.

What's that about? That's when I notice my moms puffy red eyes, and dads bandaged fist, and the missing vase from the table. Did they fight? I look from mom to dad. Her small hand on his shoulder and his arm firmly around her waist. No. I'm overreacting.

" and Junnice, your best friend, is your mattress." she finishes.

I nod, still hurt by my dads skepticism.

" and your priority should be us and school and career. Myles isn't any more important than you make him." she say, kissing my forehead gently.

Dad goes to his office and she begins with dinner. I skipped lunch and I'm starving.

" Willow. I hate to say this but we fear that this is all going to your head." mom says, cutting a carrot.

" what do you mean?" I ask.