In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 4

 

I don’t believe this. He didn’t want me to come down to Boston earlier. What happened? What changed?

 

Dad mumbles over the phone, “Of course you are welcome to come back. It’s just—I think you should spend more time with your mom. When was the last time you visit her? Maybe this is a great chance for you to bond.”

 

I don’t buy that. “How long do you want me to stay here?”

 

He falls into silence.

 

My mouth goes dry. And my heart is falling into a bottomless pit. After a long wait, I decide to make this easier for him. “Dad. What is the real reason?”

 

Another painful silence. He finally speaks up.

 

“…Hallie wants to move in with me.” His voice so low. Almost hard to catch up, “I thought it might be awkward if you two are both here at the beginning.”

 

My mind went completely blank.

 

I don’t know what to think, nor what to say. But I guess my reaction doesn’t really matter to these people anyway.

 

“So, this is it?” I grip the phone till my knuckles turn white, “You are kicking me out because you want to please your girlfriend?”

 

“No!” Dad’s voice is squeaky, seems like he’s trying to hide the guilt, “I’m just afraid that you’d be uncomfortable. And I talked to your mom, Boston has better education. Maybe you’ll have a greater chance getting into a better college if you stay there.”

 

So mom is in this too. And it’s a long-term plan.

 

Oh yes. Just looking out for me. As they have always been.

 

When they first got divorced, mom also kindly suggested me go to Miami with my dad because she was afraid that I would be “uncomfortable” here.

 

And the same excuse again.

 

I am a soccer ball to them? They can just kick me aside whenever they don’t want me around?

 

is up to you really. If you want

 

quietly hang

 

away my phone and walk out of the room. Mom is standing in the hallway, twisting

 

comes to me, “About his

 

getting rid of me.” I grip my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you ever thought of what I want? Why do you have to

 

tears and sadness. But I don’t really care what she thinks right

 

rush out

 

when I came here, but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my mom and that fancy townhouse shut the door on me long ago, so I don’t really want to

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

aimlessly and end up on a bus going out of town. The bus bumps up and down for more than two hours. I cry and fall asleep during the trip. When I wake

 

The driver shouts at

 

a city park. Through the woods I can vaguely see the sea. It’s getting dark now. Might not be a

 

Can I really live a life on my own without ever returning? I have

 

and smash things.

 

take it out and find a ton of missing calls: mom,

 

can’t believe mom

 

go back and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made for me. But tonight, just tonight,

 

the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell

 

one of the men spotted me, “What are

 

I quickly stand up, ducking my head down to avoid eye contact, and hurry down

 

But today isn’t my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep

 

burst into

 

start running as I fumble in my pocket in search of my phone and call someone. The phone slips through my

 

scream, “Get away from

 

body against the tree. I start yelling for help, but he covers my mouth

 

friends chortle

 

none of those works.

 

my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down my cheeks

 

shouts in excitement, “Go gentle

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