You're Stuck In This With Me

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You're Stuck In This With Me

 

 

Prologue

 

"Honey, I'm really trying here. But I am on the verge of giving up on you. If you keep this act up I will, without hesitation next time, send you to live with your dad in Palestine, Texas."

My mom's earlier statement ran through my mind as I walked slowly up the stairs to my friend's house. Lucas demanded I came to his back to school bash, school is a week away and he always celebrates the end of summer with a huge party in his house that is just short to be categorised as a mansion. Well, it was technically his parents house but they worked a lot and were out of town until Sunday. It's Wednesday right now.

I'm not really a partying type, I mean I usually come to them but I'll sit in the background and just try to enjoy time away from my house.

Right now my mom was threatening, once again so it's not something that doesn't happen at least once a week, to send me to live with my dad. Quin, as I call him, has been practically non-existent in my life. He and my mom, Dorine, divorced when I was seven. I stayed with my mom while my dad, and my now fifteen year old brother moved to Texas. Two years after the divorce I was sent to live with my dad because I was causing too much trouble at school. It didn't really work out between me and my dad because the reason he had gotten divorced was still with him. The woman that I had come to despise during the year I lived with them, Karen.

The whole reason behind the divorce was from my mother finding my dad cheating on her; first when I was six. He promised to quit being unfaithful and since my mom loved him and they had been married twelve years she didn't want to ruin it and put it all behind her.

On my brothers fifth birthday my mom and dad had planned to take him to see a baseball game because he loved that sport. My dad convinced my mom to let just him and my brother go, for some father and son bonding. She didn't suspect a thing. Nobody did.

A few days later we had a letter sent anonymously to our house and my mom was the one it was addressed to. Inside it there was another envelope with the words 'The Truth' written on it, a picture that ruined my family was encased in the second envelope.

When I cussed my 'step mom' out at age nine I was sent back to live with my mom and my dad called once every two weeks. He sent me a birthday card until I was twelve and I saw him in person once a year, at Christmas, until I was thirteen. He continued to call after he quit sending me birthday cards and after he stopped coming to see us at Christmas but finally I told him that I didn't won't anything to do with him.

My mom was better at the kid thing though, she would always go up to see my brother on his birthday and bought him at least one thing he wanted. I went with her to Texas but made it clear to Quin that I was only there for Ashton, my brother. Ashton came to stay in Ohio with us for two weeks every summer but I refused  to do the same so the only time I saw my father was when he got off the plane to get Ashton and to take him back to his home.