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?

 

up to you really. If you want

 

hang up

 

out of the room. Mom is standing in the

 

you?” She comes to me, “About his girlfriend

 

my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you ever thought of

 

Her eyes are filled with tears and sadness. But I don’t really

 

rush out of

 

where to go. I thought I could stay with Zack 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

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

more than two hours. I cry and fall asleep during the trip. When I wake up again, the bus has already

 

stop, kid!” The driver

 

myself nearby a city park. Through the woods I can vaguely see the sea. It’s getting

 

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

 

things.

 

been buzzing nonstop. I take it out and find a ton

 

can’t believe mom

 

on the bench and gaze blankly into the air. Maybe I’ll go back and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made for me. But tonight, just tonight, I

 

I hear heavy footsteps. I look up and find a group of drunk men coming around the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka as they approaching me.

 

men spotted me, “What are you

 

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

 

my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes. “Hey where are you going?

 

burst

 

search of my phone and call someone. The phone slips through my fingers during the chaos. I crouch

 

“Get away

 

the tree. I start yelling for help,

 

friends chortle and gather

 

biting, but none of those works.

 

eating me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down

 

shouts in excitement, “Go

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