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

 

quietly 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 his girlfriend

 

my clenched teeth, “Have

 

Her eyes are filled with tears and sadness. But I don’t really care

 

rush out of the

 

back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my mom and that fancy townhouse shut the door

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

bus going out of town. The bus bumps up and down for more than two hours. I cry and fall asleep during the trip. When I wake up again, the

 

stop, kid!” The driver shouts

 

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

 

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

 

and smash things.

 

find a ton of missing calls: mom, dad, Jenna…even

 

can’t believe mom told

 

and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made for me. But tonight, just tonight,

 

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

 

men spotted me, “What are

 

pulse quickens. I quickly stand up, ducking my head down

 

lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes.

 

burst into

 

The phone slips through my fingers during

 

I scream, “Get

 

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

 

friends chortle

 

and biting, but none of those works. These are tough-built man

 

never thought 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 cheeks and falls on a man’s

 

someone shouts in excitement, “Go gentle on

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