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 to

 

hang

 

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

 

She comes to

 

And 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 you

 

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

 

rush out

 

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

 

Guess I am homeless.

 

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

 

stop, kid!” The driver

 

vaguely see the sea. It’s getting

 

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

 

cry and smash things. What have I

 

take it out and find a

 

believe mom told

 

suck up with whatever plans they’ve

 

hear heavy footsteps. I look up and find a 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 no one around except

 

the men spotted

 

stand up, ducking my head

 

my lucky day. Heavy footstep tags along as they keep teasing me with whistles and dirty jokes. “Hey where are you

 

all burst

 

running as I fumble 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

 

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

 

friends chortle and

 

of those works. These are tough-built man

 

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

 

shouts in excitement,

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