The Mean Men That Women Have To Deal With

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It's been two years.

Two years since my parents separated and a few months since my mom met her recent boyfriend.    

I had just received the news that we were moving in with him and his son in about three days. Mom and I had started packing but I still couldn't rap my head around it. Boxes were littering the floor at my feet and my hands were covered in dust from unkept books on random shelves. And yet I still didn't believe that we were going to move into a man's house who I still hadn't met and his son who was 19 years old like me. Maybe his son was nice and we would become friends and we'd hand out and tell each other everything.

But maybe he was an asshole.

I push this thought away and focus back to what I was doing which currently, was trying to pack up the books from my bookshelf.

"Sweetie, come downstairs and eat a snack with me! yeah?" It was my mom and at first I though it was just my imagination since the music playing in my ears was so loud, but I went to the kitchen attached to our living room anyways. Just to make sure.

"You called?" I say, making sure she did actually call me and I wasn't just going crazy already. I mean I suspected it but at the age of 19!!! I mean I was hoping more at the age of 40 or 50 but I mean, I guess?

"Yes sweetie come and eat something you've been working nonstop in your room for like forever."

Oh thank God im not crazy yet.

"Mom it's been like 3 hours."

"Oh same difference c'mon" she says this as she grabs my hand and sits me at the table still in its full glory not knowing we were going to take her apart limb by limb the very next day.

"Thanks Mom" I take the sandwich she prepared and are along with her. "So why are we moving in with.....with ah.....what's his face?" She sighs disappointed since she's told me about a bazillion times.

"David"

"Right. David. So why are we moving in with him and his son? Isn't it a little too soon? I mean you guys have only been dating for like a month"

"Sweetie we talked about this, we're not financially stable anymore. My job doesn't pay me enough and you're working way too hard with college and your jobs. You barely sleep anymore! If we move in with them they'll be able to support us and we wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore." She says this like it's easy like I won't have to deal with two men walking into my life like it's nothing. But I understand where's she's going with it. It's been really hard lately since I just started college and that bitch is expensive!! With only half a scholarship I still have to pay for a few things and it's kicking my ass. "Okay mom. I understand. I'll try my hardest to accommodate as soon as possible with them."

"Thank you sweetie." She gets a hold of my hand and squeezes hard but not too hard to hurt me. "I'm gonna go finish packing my room now okay?" I get up from the table and put my plate and cup away before heading to my room. I sit where I was previously sitting on the carpet and finish putting the books in the ugly brown box.

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Thank you for reading!!!! I don't know if this is good or not plz comment and tell me how it is so far plz no mean words tho :) and sorry for any typos!!  Also the girl in the picture is te main character whose name you'll learn soon!!