𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 { 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 | 𝟏 }

Chapter 35: Scum

Who do you think you are?

Running 'round leaving scars

Collecting your jar of hearts

And tearing love apart

-Christina Perri (Jar of Hearts)

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Third pov

"Kora!" Akira called as Kora bounded out of the room, and towards where the front of the manor was. She couldn't believe it. After so many stories that she's heard about Seline, the Mother that left her behind, has come to her. Not only was she curious, but she was also furious.

'After how many years, she decides to show up now?! Who does she think she is?!'

"Akira really hasn't changed his taste in architecture."

Standing by the front door, was a woman that was a couple inches taller than Kora. She had shoulder length, layered black hair that looked glossy. Her cyan eyes held a strong authoritative gaze and could pierce any strong hearted soldier. In between her lips was a lit cigarette. She wore a pair of black ripped jeans, black army styled boots, a plain black shirt and a black leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, which revealed the three roses inked onto her arm.

Standing next to her was a man and a woman. The woman wore black and white checkered pants and had a black sleeveless crop top, her blonde hair tied back in a tight bun, her honey coloured eyes coming off as soft yet hard. The man had blonde hair as well, except his eyes were a shamrock green. He wore a maroon and black suit and had a cane with him.

The woman looked at Kora, and narrowed her eyes, "Who the heck are you?" She demanded. "I should be asking the same thing to you." Kora hissed. The other woman steps forward, "Seline, I believe that this girl here is the one you're searching for." Seline smirks, "Aha, your name is Kora." "So it is you..." Kora said lowly, "You...you're my Mother." "I can definitely tell that Lady Kora is your daughter." The male comments. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious, Astor-"

"SHUT UP!"

The group looked at Kora, who had a fierce glare. "Who the hell do you think you are...thinking that you can just come back! You're no Mother of mine!" Kora yelled. Seline removed the cigarette from her lips, and blow out some smoke. "Mmmm...tell that to someone who cares, brat." "Seline, we told you that you can insult your own child out of spite-"

A gunshot was heard. Kora had a pistol in her hand that was pointed at the group. The bullet landed in the wood frame of the door, right next to Seline. "I missed on purpose-" Kora let out a cry of pain. "You talk too much." Seline said boredly, who held Kora by the hair, and Kora's gun in the other hand. "LADY KORA!" Anahera yelled, running towards the group carrying a shotgun. Without hesitation, Seline twisted Kora around so that she had her arm around her neck, Kora's pistol pointed at her head. The other two looked at Seline in panic as more servants of the Mardelna manor surrounded them with weapons.

"Unhand Lady Kora!" Anahera demanded. Kora winced when Seline poked Kora with the barrel of the gun. "God, this is not my day today." Seline huffs. "I wonder fucking why." Kora hissed. "All I want is to chat with the brat and her damn Father." Seline stated. "Why should I allow you that? How could I trust you....not after you left Father with no support to raise me" Kora hissed. Seline made no comment.