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Chapter2
Those were his last words as world three was just about to begin. Momsat nodding waiting forme to say something.
Anything, “Brenda,” she whispered as she looked at me in the eyes. I couldn’t say anything. Watching two grown men aka boys screaming about my mom marrying their dad put me off. To make matters worse, it dawned on me like a thick black cloud that these boys would be my stepbrothers. I thought I had seen the back of them in High School. I thought I never had to hear their voices again. Just once in a while when we came over for dinner. That was enough. That was bearable. Right there and then, it hit me. Things were about to change. Big time.
Alex had proposed to my mom after two years of dating on and off. Off mainly, because ofTrent and Kevin. Shit, they ´re such selfish pricks always thinking ofthemselves. It was obvious that they only have one thing on their mind, themselves. Noone else counted, their behavior made me feel uncomfortable. Actually it made me feel sick.
Ironically mom and Alex met at our graduation. Mom bumped into him and he couldn’t resist and ask her out on a date. I don’t blame him, mom is beautiful for her age. With her dark looks and continental dark skin, mom are always mistaking her as my sister. She does look younger than her age. Unlike Alex, he is a typical businessman. He’s explained tome a million times what he does exactly, but I always forget. It is a business that generations ofthe Evan’s family have done for decades.
Mom blamed Alex flying across the globe on business trips as a reason to stop dating Alex. She claimed that it was difficult to date a man that you had to ask his secretary if he was free or not. We all knew that was not the only thing causing a strain. She hadn’t dated anyone since dad died, so it was a bit of a shock when they officially introduced themselves as a couple. Don’t get me wrong, I am not selfish like the Evan boys. I just hadn’t ever seen mom kiss any man other than dad. Or held another man’s hand. The whole thing felt surreal, but when I saw how happy he made mom, I soon came around.
Mom and I may not be billionaire’s like them, but we’re comfortable. Mom owns two boutiques which do quite well in New York. The last couple ofyears she’s taken more of a step back and been able to hire people to run the shops on a full-time basis. She used the life insurance from dad’s death and invested it into something that she always wanted to do. Something she believed in when she first moved to the Big Apple. Fashion.
“ She´s fucking using you dad,” Kevin anxiously said, “ She´s after your money. Which eventually will be our money!” he screeched at the top of his lungs. Trying to get his dad to take his side. Mom sat frozen. It was obvious that she wasn’t expecting this reaction. Never had I to a certain degree. I expected them to bitch after we left. Not right in our faces, we had fucking feelings.
I couldn´t believe it. I opened my mouth to speak or even fight back. We were sitting in the golden salon. It was my nickname for the room, because everyone in the room is golden. Even the carpet. Apparently, the boy’s mom decorated the room, before she left. Maybe that was why they were so heartless. Not being raised by their mom. I would love to know the reason why she left. Mom said that curiosity killed the cat. But, this cat is dying to know the truth. Shame, noone is coming forward with it.
I heard them swirl one insult after and then I just got annoyed as I watched mom´s usual rosy completion turn as white as snow. I felt like I was watching a tennis match and I hated knowing who was going to win. Or what else the boys were going to say next about us. So, I grabbed her hand and led her out ofthe salon and out ofthe penthouse.
Alex started following us and then Trent said the one thing that got me mad. Shoot, it pushed me over the edge. “Dad let the gold-diggers go!”
I turned back and slapped the smirk of his golden complexion and dark eyes. He was shocked. Yep, I had some balls doing it. I was sick and tired of hearing them protest about our parents ’ marriage. Because ifthere was one person that didn´t want to be a part ofthis equation. If there was one person that was going to suffer for this wedding? It was going to be me.
Mom sat in silence as we drove back home. The plan to tell us had failed miserably and neither of us felt like discussing it. As we got to our building and I parked the car in the garage. She blurted out, “Did you see Kevin’s face when you slapped him?”