Trouble - Me =/ (good books to read in english .TXT) 📗

gone. I roll my eyes and go up to my room, where my lovely step brother waits for me. Yippy. "What do you want Wayne?" I roll my eyes, throwing my bag down by my bed and sitting in it, opposite of him, who's sitting on my desk chair.

"Hmmm... that's a great question! What the hell do you think?" I dont bother answering him, I just look away. "I was told you weren't in fifth or sixth period." He smirks. Yeah, he still talks to people from my school to know how much they fucked up my life that day.. "Then that must mean... someone must have locked you in a closet again!" He smiles giddily, as if a kid who just got a cookie.

I guess when I said that I just became 'that guy', it wasn't true. Wayne is the reason I'm him. "Fuck off Wayne." I growl.

"Its not my fault that you-" 

"Fuck. Off." I cut him off. He laughs darkly and walks over to me, picking me up by the collar of my shirt, and slams my head against a wall, so hard that I see dots. Then to help the situation (not) he kicks my stomach a few too many times.

"Okay." He smiles down at my bleeding body as I glare up at him and hold my stomach. 

 

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"Hey son, how was school?" My dad asks at the dinner table that night.

I glance at Wayne who's smirking down at him plate of food, and say, "Fine. You know, school is school."

"Yeah, I understand. You know, I used to hate school, until I met your mother...." He droned on about my mother (even though his new wife is right there, looking very annoyed), but I tuned him out. I can't listen to how great and beautiful and just fantastic, my mom was, again. I see Skylar look at me out of the corner of my eye, trying to get my attention, but I go from looking at my plate, to my dad, and back to my plate again, over and over, until he finally shuts his mouth. He makes eye contact with me, and his smile dims. "Oh... I'm sorry Matt, I shouldn't have-"

"Its fine dad." I sort of smile at him. Things have been tense for the last ten years between us, but it's fine. We still are sort of close and stuff, its just not the same. He smiles back and goes to talking about him work as a lawyer and a new case hes working on, but no one listens.

Here's the thing, dad doesn't really love Tiffany, but he was trying to make it seem like hes moved on from my mom. Tiffany doesn't really love my dad, she loves his money. She gets whatever she wants, when she wants, because hes just too busy to care. Hes up until 3am working his ass of on cases and she stays up until 2:30, partying and hooking up with anyone who's willing, and then getting home before hes done and sleeping like the perfect little wife she is. It's a wonder dad hasn't found out yet.

 

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"Matt, I can't do this anymore. I'm telling your dad. I cant keep finding you in this stupid closet anymore and you cant keep living like this." Marge sat me down after she found me this afternoon, a month later, and this was the news she told me.

"No no no no. Please. Please Marge, dont tell him. He has good clients here and I know him, he'll go off on the school and loose all of them. And and, my sisters. They'll find out. Please." I beg.

"You know, you didn't mention your step mom or step brother. Ever." She looks at me and when I dont respond she gives me that 'grandmother' look. "I'm sorry Matt, but I'm going to." With that she opens the door and walks out, leaving the door unlocked for me. I sigh and get up, knowing Skylar is probably already waiting.

 "Hey." 

"Hi Matty." She responds.

"How was school?" I ask, but as she responds, all I can hear is my heart beating, too fast. Marge is actually going to tell my dad? I'm probably over reacting, but I'm honestly kind of hurt. Sure, she started as Margaret the Janitor, but then she was Marge, the grandmother figure. Now dads either going to hate me, and kick me out or- wait. No. There Is no or. He'll hate me! I already cause so much trouble and it's my fault that-

"Matt!" Sky screaming knocks me out of it, and I swerve into the right lane, just before hitting a car. 

"Im... I'm so sorry Pumpkin. I wasnt paying attention. Maybe you should ride with Wayne from now on. I'm going to put you in danger. You almost died and then I'd have two-" I cut myself off before letting my thoughts slip out.

"Were you about to say... Matt. I'm not riding with Wayne. You're my brother. I love you, and yeah, that could have been bad but it wasnt. Now, tell me what's going on inside your head." She tells me.

"Well... if it goes like I think it will, you'll figure it out when we get home." I sigh. We pick up Jade and I take the longest route possible to our house, even stopping for ice cream on the way.

But all too soon, we're in the driveway, and have to go inside.

Yay.

Chapter four

 ~Matt~

 

"Matthew Elliot Frey! Get your ass in here." Dad normally doesn't use my full name, yell, or swear. Oh shit. Jade and Skylar send me concerned looks, both knowing that if he does any of those things, hes pissed.

"I guess you're about to get your answer." I say to Sky. "H-hey dad. Hows it going? Did you win that case you were talking about?"

"Oh cut that crap. Margaret here was telling me-"

"Oh hey Marge! Fancy seeing you here." I laugh nervously, stalling as much as I can. "Girls, dont you have homework?" I ask turning to my sisters. They both shake their heads really fast, even though I know they're lying.

"Matt." Marge sighs and shakes her head.

"Why wouldnt you tell me something like this?? Getting locked in a janitors closet for at the least two hours a day?? Constantly getting picked on and bullied??" I cringe at his words. "Did you two know about this??" He turns to the hurt-looking girls, who shake their heads again, just must slowly. "So all the 'goods' and 'fines' were lies then? God I must be terrible at my job then. I'm literally supposed to fight for people and, and, and, I should know when they're lying. Why are you even getting such treatment?" The door slams and Wayne stomps in.

"Cause hes a fucking faggot." He growl-laughs. 

"You knew about this??" I expect it to be my dad who says it but its Jade. She shoves him and he staggers backwards.

"Well um..." He gulps. I guess he didn't realize that the girls were here.

"Yes." Tiffany walks into the living room like a spoiled brat, and puts her hands on my dad's arm.

"You knew too??" He shrugs her off.

"Well yes. He just didn't tell you, because he was scared of how you'd react to him being gay." She explains, lying.

"What the fuck? Dont lie about me when I'm right here! You found out because you were snooping around my room and read my journal you btich!" I dont care that I'm finally going off on her in front of my dad.

"You know what? I'm making a few calls. In the mean time, girls? Matt. Pack your stuff up." Tiffany smirks at me and goes to head to their room but my dad stops her. "Let me be more specific. Skylar and Jade. Go back your stuff we'll leave in an hour." 

Its only when I turn around I remember that Marge is there. "Hey... I'm sorry you had to see all that."

"Its quite alright dear. Here, gimme a call if you ever need to." She hugs me, and sees herself out.

"You're going to regret this you son of a bitch!" Tiffany shoves me as she speaks and I fall back into Wayne, who looks down at me before tossing me effortlessly to the side. I roll my eyes and limp up the stairs, having sprained my ankle when he threw me. Soooooooo I guess you found out why they hate me. They're both homophobic. Like I said before, Tiffany found out because she was snooping in my journal I kept a few years back, and she told Wayne. Wayne told the whole school that, and other things (most of which were lies) about me.

So that's how we ended up in a car with all of our stuff an hour later, on our way to some mystery town. 

"Dad where are we?" I ask, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Dad?"I ask after he'd been ignoring me for a while.

"Is what she said true? That you were scared to tell me that youre...  you're..." He takes a deep breath and gets the word out. "Gay."

"No!" I defend immediately. "I mean yes, but I... I was scared to tell everybody. The only person that knew ended up leaving me so I guess I kind of got nervous that after that, everyone would leave me." I explain, feeling extra vulnerable in the car full of the people I love.

"You know, Kyle wouldnt have left because of that. I mean yeah, you guys were twelve and middle schoolers and most would make a big deal out of it, but Kyle was different. He was too mature for his age. He knew literally everything about you, and never hated you or anything." Sky speaks up.

"I'm not making a big deal out of it!" Jade protests, getting angry.

So to calm her down, I say, "I know J-bird. And thank you for that." She smiles at me and goes back to moping out the window. I'm assuming that it's because she had to leave her mom and brother.

"Matt, this news is shocking, to say to least, but I'm not going to look at you any different." My dad tells me. 

Too late for that. I think.

"What was that? What do you mean 'too late for that'?" He asks. Shit. I said that out loud?

"Nothing dad. It's nothing. Say, um, are we almost there?" He sighs but let's it go.

"Yeah." We pull up to a house about two hours away from where we lived before. Yay.

Chapter five

 ~Matt~

 

"Dad, there is no possible way I'll survive being the new kid