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?

 

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

 

quietly hang up

 

walk out of the room. Mom is standing in the

 

She comes to me, “About his girlfriend

 

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

 

and

 

out of

 

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 townhouse shut the door on me long ago, so I don’t

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

more than two hours. I cry

 

The

 

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

 

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

 

scream, cry and smash things. What have I done to

 

take it out and find a

 

can’t believe mom told everyone

 

into the air. Maybe I’ll go back and suck up

 

men coming around the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka as they approaching

 

spotted me, “What

 

stand up, ducking my head

 

along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes.

 

burst into

 

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

 

I scream, “Get away

 

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

 

chortle and gather

 

but none of those works. These are tough-built man and, even drunk, are still way

 

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

 

shouts in

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