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?

 

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

 

quietly hang up on

 

of the room. Mom is standing in

 

She comes to me, “About

 

teeth, “Have you ever thought of what I

 

tears and sadness. But I

 

out of

 

I came here, but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

around aimlessly and end up on a bus going out of town. The bus bumps up and down for more than two hours. I cry

 

stop, kid!” The driver shouts at

 

I can vaguely see the sea. It’s getting dark now. Might not be a good idea going into

 

on my own without ever returning?

 

things. What have I

 

take it out and find a ton of missing calls: mom, dad,

 

mom told everyone about

 

air. Maybe I’ll go back and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made for me. But tonight, just tonight, I

 

find a group of drunk men coming around the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka

 

the men spotted me, “What are you doing

 

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

 

pray for them to get lost. But today isn’t my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes. “Hey where are you going? Get back

 

burst

 

slips through my fingers during the

 

I scream, “Get away from

 

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

 

friends chortle and

 

of those

 

my worst nightmare. Desperate eating me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down my cheeks and

 

shouts in excitement,

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