Anger Makes Us do Stupid Things

I'm mad at everyone. My brother for just announcing to all of America that not only is his band Metro Station Touring with Me on MY summer tour but that he though my boyfriend was a jerk. My mother for deciding to pertend to care about me by sending me a "care package" composed of all things "Smile Bright" her new publicity client apperently, along with a letter saying how she hoped I would wear these things and think of her. I'm angry about letting everything get to me. I'm angry at Mitchel for never talking to me. I'm mad about how Joe is so ungreatful for Crissy. And I'm angry at Elisa and Kevin for having such a perfect relationship. I'm angry at my parents living in seperate citys and seperate houses and how they never talk and how they aren't even united by loving their kids because they DON'T! I'm angry at how Crissy hasn't emailed me back in a week and how Elisa is in Canada shooting a movie. I'm angry because I can't even trust Selena anymore and how Demi likes Selena more than me. I'm angry that supposally I have the most perfect boyfriend in the world and I hardly ever get to see him when I'm not on stage. I'm angry about how everyone's always telling me what to wear. And about how I hardly get any sleep and never have time to study and how everyone is trying to sell me off as some Platium Blond avertising board; WHEN I AM NOT!
"Jade?" asks someone though the dressing room door, I'm so angry I can't even reconize the voice.
"Go Away!" I say hunched up in a conor desprete for some alone time.
Nick walks in, paying no attition to my pleas for being alone. And suddenly once again I'm mad at him. More mad then I have ever been mad at someone.
"Sweet just talk to me" he says walking nearer to me, caustiously.
I expload. "Leave me alone. I hate you!"
My words hung in the air and Nick froze. I saw the hurt come into his brown eyes and the livliness drain away. I wanted to take back what I said but I knew there was no way I could make those words disapear. So they hung there, suspended in the air. Tangled in a web of emotions and relationships.
Nick let one word slip from his mouth, like a whisper "Jade." The anger in me had not died though, some insane force had taken over my mind. I wanted to hurt him, to make him feel the pain I was feeling. Like as in hurting him would make the pain better or go away.
"I don't care about you."