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?

 

to you really. If you want to

 

hang up on

 

out of the room. Mom is standing in the hallway,

 

tell you?” She comes to me, “About

 

rid of me.” I grip my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you ever thought of what I

 

tears and sadness. But

 

out

 

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 door

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

end up on a bus going out of town. The bus bumps up and down for more than

 

kid!” The

 

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

 

to question the point of this runaway. It’s silly. Can I really live a life on my own without ever returning? I have exactly $529 on

 

scream, cry and smash things. What

 

it out and find

 

mom told everyone

 

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 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

 

men spotted me,

 

head down

 

lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as

 

burst

 

and call someone. The phone slips through my fingers during the chaos. I crouch down to find it. But someone suddenly grasps my shoulder

 

“Get

 

someone locks both of my hands and presses my body against the tree. I start yelling for help, but he covers my mouth

 

chortle and gather

 

biting, but none of those works. These are tough-built man and, even drunk, are still way stronger than

 

me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down my cheeks and falls on a man’s

 

someone shouts in

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