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?

 

name, “This is up to you really. If you want

 

hang up on

 

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

 

Did he tell you?” She comes to me, “About

 

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

 

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

 

rush out

 

drain; I wanted to go back to Miami,

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

down for more than two hours. I cry and fall asleep

 

The

 

stumble off and 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 idea going

 

start to question the point of this runaway. It’s silly. Can I really live a life on my own without

 

smash things. What have I done

 

been buzzing nonstop. I take it out and find a ton of missing calls:

 

can’t believe mom told everyone

 

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 want to be

 

the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka as they approaching me. It’s an open street. But there’s no one around

 

spotted me,

 

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

 

Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty

 

burst

 

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

 

scream, “Get

 

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

 

friends chortle and

 

body is shivering. I tried the kicking and biting, but none of those works. These are tough-built man

 

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

 

shouts in excitement, “Go gentle

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