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?

 

is up to you really. If

 

hang up on

 

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

 

comes

 

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

 

are filled with tears and sadness.

 

out of the

 

when I came here, but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

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

 

The

 

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

 

and start to question the point of this 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 month. Not to mention I will start college next

 

smash things. What

 

find a ton of

 

mom told everyone

 

back and suck

 

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

 

of the men spotted me,

 

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

 

as they

 

all burst

 

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

 

I scream, “Get away from

 

presses my body against the tree. I start yelling for help, but he covers my mouth to muffle my words. “This one is

 

friends chortle and

 

of those works. These are tough-built man and, even drunk, are still way stronger

 

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

 

in

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