"Darling have you kept all the trolleys in the trunk.... we need to leave in ten minutes!" My mom screamed the same sentence ten minutes ago and i was curling my hair.
"Coming mom" i said for the fifth time too.
"Here mom....... well the suitcases are in the trunk, Charlie kept them" I said passing a warm smile to Delda who was clearing the table which had a big breakfast laid on it a while ago.
She did not smile back, God! What is wrong with the house helps?
We maybe rich and live in the high oriented area of the state but that doesn't mean we are not good.
I mean unlike my mom, dad, brother and sister.... i mean the whole household except for me.
Both of my siblings are the typical show offs of their claims and that gets to me in a really pissing manner.
"Oh dear lord what are you wearing Jessica?" my mom spoke in her thick British accent.
"Oh! They are called casuals or in your words called clothes" i said with an annoyed look on my face.
Why does she care, what i am wearing at least i am comfortable, not like her.... walking in heels and long pencil skirts 24/7.
"Don't talk to me like that lady where are your manners! This not how i raised you up. Go change and wear something decent and presentable. There is a blue dress in your closet somewhere.... go put that on and i want that thing removed from around your neck" she scanned me again and her eyes landed on the so called thing wrapped around my neck she asked to get rid off.... also known as headphones.
"Mom these are headphones and i will be in the plane for god knows how many hours. How can you expect me to wear a dress and be all tightly packed when I am going to be in Air all the time?" I snapped at her.
What's wrong with yoga pants and a sweatshirt at least they are comfy and i am not going for some cat walk.
"Look honey I won't argue with my soon to leave for college, daughter who is going to be across the ocean. So at least change the shirt you are wearing" she wrapped her hands around me and i flinched a little bit...
I don't like people touching me not even the close ones.
"Okay mom" i pushed her back firmly and ran upstairs. Shutting the door of my room with a bang i stripped out of my sweatshirt and wore a Armani tee instead. I knew she wouldn't say anything once she notices the brand.
"Mom can we go now.... i want to leave this well mannered too good fir me industry.." i muttered the last few words to myself.
"Tessa is she ready? You guys should get going!" My dad yelled as he entered the house with the editor in chief and his assistant behind him.
Nate Matthews... his assistant the hot guy I've slept with several times. Ha! Just kidding it was the summer break and dad wanted me to show how his so called well appreciated work is done in his company. What do they do in the fifty storey building.... right work!
It was a nice experience, flirting and going on lunch dates with Nate... while he explained me how the work is carried out. I didn't learn a lot because i knew i would never be working in there but i did get to know a lot about Nate..... more than anything.
When he passed by me behind my dad he winked and smirked, on tye other side i blushed like an ass!
We were never a thing just made out sometimes and flirting all the time. He did not want me for my money or let's say my parents money. He saw the girl i was but something was stopping him from proposing me to be his.
Maybe the age Factor.... he was 23 and i was 18 now its been one year and he still hasn't done anything. After my birthday i realized something i should've a long time ago.... he was just using my bloddy ass i mean mouth. Always makingout but not making a move further.
When he came near me.... and asked about my flight in 3h i just snorted and whispered in a seducing tone.
Let me give it to him one last time, let me make him realize.
"Later Nate... maybe when I've grown up and am not small anymore.... kinda young for you!" I smirked and walked out the front door towards the waiting car. His expression was priceless, that's exactly what i was trying to get out of him and i succeeded.
"Charlie lets go..... and stop when we are at the airport ONLY!" My mom ordered him.
Can she ever change? Being cruel and always being a rude bitch.. excuse my language but i could careless.
"You could have talked to him politely he is human and i don't think anyone should be ordered that way" i whispered to her.
"Don't tell me what to do or how to speak and on top of it he works for us Jessica" she said loudly and our 54 year old chauffeur heard it. His eyes hard and sloppy shoulders could be seen from the back seat.
"Charlie stop the car please" i asked him firmly but loudly "mom go back to the house I dont want you to come with me and hear you ordering people. It's probably the last time you are seeing me anyways" i said my anger and rage getting the best of me. I didn't continue further as she seemed unfazed and had a straight face all along.
"Jessica Brown that's enough for today........ Charlie please resume driving and do not stop if she asks you to, calling herself a woman..... what young woman fights with her mom?"
She said her voice containing no emotion of guilt or sadness.
Argh! These rich asses and their freaking poor mentalities.
"Okay mom you can come with me" i probably muttered in an annoying tone.
"You talk as if I'd let your dumb mind carry you alone to the crowded airport" that's all that came out of her dark red lipstick covered lips.
Both my parents are tall and that's from where i grew 5'8.
My mom is a 5'8 tall, thin lady with ash blonde hair which is always tied in a tight bun which arches her always trimmed eyebrows. She had thin red lips cause I've never seen her natural lip colour, she is always wearing a coloured chemicals. Last thing about her she is the chairman pf of the Brown's Implication, making dad the owner and my brother the executive of the world famous company Brown's Implication.... and that's what they do there imply anything and everything on others.
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