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?

 

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

 

hang up on

 

and walk out of the room. Mom is standing in the hallway, twisting

 

he tell you?” She comes to me,

 

of 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

 

and sadness. But I don’t really care

 

out of the

 

don’t really know where to go. I thought I could stay with Zack when I came here, but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my mom and that fancy

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

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

 

kid!” The driver shouts at

 

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 into

 

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

 

cry and smash things. What have I

 

been buzzing nonstop. I take it out and find a

 

can’t believe mom

 

and suck up with whatever

 

group of drunk men coming around the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka as they approaching me. It’s an open street. But there’s

 

spotted me,

 

quickly stand up, ducking my head down to avoid eye

 

them to get lost. But today isn’t my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they

 

burst

 

slips through my fingers during the chaos. I crouch down to find it. But someone

 

“Get

 

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

 

friends chortle and

 

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

 

me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down my cheeks and falls on

 

crying!” someone shouts in excitement, “Go gentle on

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