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?

 

“This is up to you really. If

 

hang up on

 

put away my phone and walk out of the room. Mom

 

he tell you?” She comes to

 

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

 

a sharp inhale. Her eyes are filled with tears and sadness. But I don’t really care what she thinks

 

rush out of the

 

but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

for more than two hours. I cry and fall

 

kid!” The driver

 

see the sea. It’s getting dark now. Might not be a good idea

 

silly. Can I really live a life on my own without ever returning? I have exactly $529 on my account, which can’t last a month. Not

 

to scream, cry and smash things. What have I done to deserve

 

out and find a ton of missing calls: mom, dad, Jenna…even Eason and Mr.

 

can’t believe mom told everyone about

 

I’ll go back and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made

 

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. It’s an

 

men spotted me, “What are you

 

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

 

day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with

 

all burst into

 

my phone and call someone. The phone slips through my fingers during the chaos.

 

I scream, “Get away

 

my body against the tree. I start yelling for help, but he covers my mouth to muffle my words. “This one is feisty.

 

chortle and gather

 

none of those works. These are tough-built man and, even drunk, are

 

eating me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills

 

shouts in

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