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thirty two

New's POV

"Son, can't you just give it a chance? I swear you can get along well with them. They are both kind. I promise. Ever since your father died, all I wished for is for you to have a complete family. Again. Nothing else. Please?...."

I dropped the call before she can even beg for more. I'm so sick of her. Can't she just shut up? She's so annoying.

Complete family, she said? Is she kidding me? She ruined our family. She killed dad. If she isn't so busy with her work, she would've known that dad's sick. We could've saved him. But no.

And now what? She's giving me a complete family? They're more of a bunch of strangers to me than a family. What do they expect of? Just accept the things how they turned out to be? Mom's just going to tell me, "Son, I got you a new father and brother." And I will accept them just like that? I don't get it. We can live on our own. We can live without them. Why bother?

What was his name, again? Mew?

Tch. Looks like he already took my role as her son, eh? I saw Mom's Facebook posts and Instagram posts. They all look happy with Mom. Wait no, Mom's the happiest. And it sucks.

She can't even look after her only son and now she's adding two? Or am I the only whom she can't really look after to? She's not like that when it's just me and dad. But with them, she became a different person. Warmer than she is to us.

I feel so sorry for dad. Mom already found a replacement for him. It makes me angry every time I think of dad and of how he will react if he learned this. 

Mew.

You're taking everything away from me, huh? Just so you wait. 

I grabbed my phone and dialed again Mom's number.

"Fine. I'll give it a chance. Pick me up tomorrow. I'll be packing now. Bye."

I did say I'll be living with them. But i did not say I will be getting along with them. Never.

I packed all my things. And get this war started.

"Sawasdee krub."

I looked at the guy who welcomed me as I arrived at their house. He looks excited but fuck him. I am not happy to meet him. He disgusts me.

They've got a good house, I admit. Everything in their house looks so expensive. From the design of the house to the furnitures and appliances, they all are good. And the only thing that's missing is the only thing that's left in me and they have the audacity to take it away from me.

"So you are the chosen one."

I uttered after examining this guy who named Mew. He seemed clueless to what I just said so let's drop the bomb.

"How does it feel to steal a mom and make her like she's your own, huh? Is my mom caring and loving? Oh, don't just look at me, answer me. I am here to see how my mother treats someone else's son rather than her own. I bet she treats you better. Am I right, mom?"

I know I've pushed all the buttons and as I expected, Mom slapped me in the face. That's it. I have always been the bad guy in the picture, might as well stand for it.

Mom left crying so his old geezer came to her rescue. Go ahead. Scold me all you want because fuck you all. I don't give a shit. 

I am the price you have to pay. And I am hella pricey.

"Here, son. Have some Tom Yum Goong. Of all the dishes I have made so far, this is Mew's favorite. Right, Mew?"

She lifted the bowl of Tom Yum Goong and scoop the prawns into my plate. I am starting to get annoyed. First, why does she need to mention that fucking Mew in my face? Second,