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?

 

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

 

quietly hang up on

 

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

 

comes

 

of getting rid of me.” I grip my first and ask through my clenched teeth, “Have you ever thought of

 

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

 

rush out of the

 

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 really want to

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

down for more than two hours. I cry and fall asleep during the

 

stop, kid!” The

 

Through the woods I can vaguely see the sea. It’s getting dark now. Might not be a good

 

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

 

to scream, cry and smash things. What have I

 

nonstop. I take it out and find a ton of missing calls: mom, dad, Jenna…even Eason

 

mom

 

back on the bench and gaze blankly into the air. Maybe I’ll go back and suck up with whatever plans

 

They are pretty wasted, I can smell the vodka as they approaching me. It’s an open street. But

 

of the men spotted me,

 

ducking my head down to avoid eye contact, and hurry down

 

day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing

 

burst

 

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

 

scream, “Get

 

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

 

friends chortle

 

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

 

of this even in my worst nightmare. Desperate eating me alive. I bite my tongue till copper taste fills my mouth, as tears drop down

 

in excitement, “Go gentle on

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