"Honey, we need to talk..." My mother said as she grabbed my hand.
"O-okay. About what?" I ask terrified out of my mind.
"Matt and I.. well.." She scrunched her face. Which mean she didn't know how to say the next part.
"Oh God. You guys broke up."
"No!" She quickly jumped next to me on the couch. "Oh God no. Um, a lot better actually. Baby girl, how do you feel about Matt?" She fidgeted, which only caused me to fidget too.
"Um.. he's cool. I mean, he's funny and he's nice. Why?" I looked at her warily.
"Matt and I are... We're getting married."
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Those words had changed my life. 'We're getting married'. No. Just no.
But of course I didn't have a say in the matter. Now we were moving in with Matt and his son. The thing though, was Matt's son was an adopted troublemaker. He was a mess and demanded constant attention and he dragged everyone down with him. I hate him. Hate him with a burning passion. I'd go as far as wishing he was dead.
Now I'd be living with him?! The entire situation was repulsing. The most annoying, well second most annoying other than his stupid son, was how Matt thought he could just walk in and be my father. Ugh. No flapjackin' way! No.. Just no.
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