August’s POV
I stormed into my mother’s room angrily, I found her perched on the stool in front of her mirror, she was putting on some facial creams on her face.
“What the hell am I hearing?” I asked angrily, my voice reaching alarming heights but honestly I did not care, I was beyond pissed off right now.
“For heaven’s sake August, can you watch your language when speaking to your mother” mum said as she turned on her stool to look at me.
“I believe I have earned the right to use whatever language I want right now, how could you do something like this to me?” I spat angrily,
“August, darling I have no idea what you are going on about, perhaps if you stop yelling for one minute and actually tell me what you are yelling about” Mum said.
I took a deep breath to calm my racing nerves be
