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

 

hang

 

phone and walk out of the room. Mom is standing in

 

tell you?” She comes to me,

 

I grip my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you

 

and sadness. But I don’t really care what

 

rush out of

 

plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

down for 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 shouts

 

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

 

a bench and start 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 my account, which can’t last a month. Not to mention

 

to scream, cry and smash things. What have

 

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

 

mom told everyone

 

back 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.

 

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

 

the men spotted me, “What are you

 

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

 

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

 

burst

 

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

 

“Get away from

 

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

 

friends chortle and

 

but none of those works.

 

of this even in my worst nightmare. Desperate eating me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down my

 

someone shouts in excitement,

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