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

 

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

 

getting rid of me.” I grip my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you ever thought of what I want? Why do you have

 

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

 

out of the

 

plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my mom and that fancy townhouse shut the

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

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

 

stop, kid!” The driver

 

find myself nearby a city park. Through the woods I can vaguely see the sea.

 

live a life on my own without ever returning? I have exactly

 

things. What have I done

 

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

 

believe mom told everyone about

 

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

 

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

 

the men spotted me, “What are

 

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

 

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.

 

burst

 

running as I fumble in my pocket in search of my phone and call someone. The phone slips through my fingers during the chaos. I crouch down to

 

“Get away

 

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

 

friends chortle

 

I tried the kicking and biting, but none of those

 

this even in my worst nightmare. Desperate eating me alive. I bite my tongue

 

someone shouts in excitement,

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