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

 

hang up

 

the room. Mom is standing in the hallway, twisting her frail fingers, looking

 

he tell you?” She comes to me, “About his

 

plan 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

 

filled with tears and sadness. But I don’t really

 

out of

 

when I came here, but that plan went to drain; I wanted to go back to Miami, but I was kicked out; my

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

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

 

kid!” The driver shouts

 

find myself nearby a city park. Through the woods I can vaguely see the sea. It’s getting dark now.

 

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 have I

 

find a ton of missing calls:

 

mom told everyone about

 

back and suck up with whatever plans they’ve made for

 

the corner. They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka

 

the men spotted me, “What are you doing

 

ducking my head

 

lost. But today isn’t my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes. “Hey where are you

 

burst into

 

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

 

“Get away from

 

presses my body against the tree. I start yelling for help, but he covers my mouth

 

friends chortle and

 

none of those works.

 

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

 

in excitement, “Go gentle

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