Demonic

Chapter 42: 'Flowers' (Jaxx's POV)

Someone knocked on the door. Hayden was gone, going to the school library for textbooks, so I was left alone at our dorm. I opened it, only to see the disappointment of my father. "What the HELL are you wearing?" He opposed. I looked down at one of my usual outfits he never had a problem with until now. "Clothes...?" I answered. He pushed me out of his way, stepping into Hayden and I's dorm scoffing at my response. "You think you can walk around wearing something like that?" My father continued. "Well I have all day-" I started. When I looked up I saw him digging through my dresser. "Ugh. Who bought you all of these...Rags?" He insulted, throwing a 20,000 dollar shirt at me. "You and mom..." I answered. "Ew. You are not going on that date with Raven wearing one of these sad 'outfits'." Satan announced. "Date?" I questioned. "Yeah. You two Prude shit's are going on a date in an hour and you need to get ready." He answered. "Neither of us are Prude shit's father." I replied. "It was a joke Jaxxon, don't take it as hard as you take that peasant's dick." He said flatly, standing up. "His name's Hayden." I said bitterly. Speaking of the cute brat, he stepped inside with a pile of textbooks he needed. "Shut your asshole with that trash talk and get something decent to wear." Lucifer answered. 

"How else is he supposed to speak to you?" Hayden insulted, putting his books on his wooden desk. "Shut up dumpster boy." My father answered. "The dumpster I supposedly live in is better than the hell house Jaxx was raised into." He snapped. It might have been an insult, but it was true. I took it more as a fact. Unfortunately my father didn't. "My house is bigger than your future home will ever be." He bickered. "I bet your ego is bigger than that mansion of yours and hell combined you snobby turd." Hayden argued. I could see the anger in Satan's eyes. "How about we just get an outfit?" I suggested, making an attempt to break the angry tension through the dorm.

My Father shoved a bunch of dead flowers in my hands as we stood in front of Raven's door. The fabric of my dad's suit he forced me to wear felt itchier than a mosquito bite. "Give those to her." He commanded. "They're dead..." I commented, watching as a rose petal fell to the oak wooden floors. "It's the effort that counts." Lucifer stated. The low effort... I thought, knocking on the door.

"Is Raven here...?" I questioned. "RAVEN!!" She called. "WHAT!!? CAN'T YOU SEE THROUGH THOSE UGLY SUNGLASSES THAT I'M BUSY!!?" My forced girlfriend sneered. "IT'S JAXX YOU STUPID BITCH!!" She yelled. Raven pushed Trinity to the floor. "What?" I extended my hand with the crumble of dead plants. "My father wanted me to give these to you..." I said awkwardly, plastering a smile on my face for his eyes on my back. "They're dead." She stated. "My father wanted me to give these to you. It wasn't my choice." I whispered. Raven took the flowers, throwing them at Trinity as she got up. "Whatever. Let's just go." She said flatly, walking past me.