My Stepfather Is My Mate.

IT WAS OVER.

“And she is my granddaughter. Whatever issue or stress you are going through, don’t put it on your child.”

“I shouldn’t put it on her, huh?” She shouted so loud, dragged me, and pounced me to the floor, gathering the scattered cake from the floor and rubbing it on my face.

“Lupita, stop this.” My grandmother yelled, panicking.

She shoved some of them inside my mouth. “EAT IT, Ramona, you stupid slut of an Omega.” She screeched with tears in her eyes. “Eat it, we are so poor we can’t afford cakes huh, you are mocking your mother for not buying you cake, making that witch to insult me to my face that my child begged for cake at her son’s birthday party, that her son feels sympathy for you and gives you chocolate cake nearly every day to quench your hunger.” She grabbed a handful and began shoving them in.

I struggled with her, to the extent I choked, began coughing, and felt like I wanted to die.

“Mommy, please stop hitting Ramona, please.” Claire wailed loudly and hid behind the curtains, crying with her puffed-up red face.

“Lupita.” My grandmother screeched and began hitting her back.

“What have I ever done to you?” My mother shouted, choking me with her bare hands. “I hate you for mingling with that family, with their clan. How many times have I told you not to go there, to think you’ve been playing with her son for weeks now, makes me barf?”

Before I knew what was happening, my father pulled my mother away from me and yelled. “What is wrong with you? Do you want to kill her?” He roared.

I got up, coughed horribly and vomited all the cakes on the floor, coughing, and my grandmother ran to the kitchen to bring me water.

“YES,” she cried out. “I want to kill her and myself.” She angrily admitted and pushed him away from her.

“What is the matter with you, Lupita? Are you nuts?”

“You are my problem, a backstabber, and a betrayal. That is what you are. I’d like to know your kind. I would have gotten married to a billionaire, a powerful alpha, the leader of a clan, and not be with a miserable man like you.”

“Did you just say those words to me, Lupita? What has come over you?” He seemed confused.

My grandmother arrived and gave me some water to drink.

“Oh, you don’t know what’s going on, then I will tell you what’s going on.” She went to the couch and brought out a camera.

I don’t know how she did it, but we were seeing a flashlight on the wall and it showed how my father was having s*x with Mrs. Nora, Ryan’s mother.

“I’m sorry, I can explain.”

He was cheating on my mother all this time.

I cried my eyes out, the pain and disappointment deeply tore my soul apart, and I lost all respect for my father.

Two weeks passed, and my parents kept avoiding each other, crossing different paths, and didn’t say a word.

And though my father tried to make amends, use the money he got to buy drugs because my mom was sick, however, my mother didn’t lean on it and she accepted her fate.

“Over my dead body, I would rather have a car kill me than eat that money which was made of sex.” She yells and coughs loudly. I felt sorry for her and hurt myself.

I couldn’t forgive him either. He hurt this family and didn’t think of the consequences. He didn’t think of me or how I would feel if I found out.

This made me depressed for days. I avoided Griffith, Ryan, and everyone else for days because of what was going on in my family.

I went out of my home and sat outside the garden when I saw Ryan coming towards me, but he didn’t seem to know he was coming in my direction. However, I quietly got up so he wouldn’t notice me as I dashed.

“Ramona.” He called me.

I stopped and turned to him with my eyes nearly welling up. “What is it?” I held the hem of my gown in anger.

“Are you alright? What happened and why have you been avoiding me, Ramona? Did I do something wrong to offend you?”

“Please leave me alone,” I begged, yet he came closer.

“I don’t know what I did wrong to you, but please forgive me. I walked around everywhere thinking I could see you and you told me never to come to your house, that’s why I couldn’t come to see you because of your parents. If I did anything wrong to you in any sort of way, can you forgive me?”

I turned my face away from him to hide my tears, but he came to me and held my hand.

“Go away, Ryan. I need to be left alone.” The memory of my father sleeping with his mother burned my heart. Isn’t he aware of what’s going on?

“I…I understand, Ramona, but hear me out.”

“Speak what you have to say and leave my sight. I don’t want to see you.” I cried out furiously.

“Ok, but I…I came to tell you I’m traveling abroad, with…with everyone.”

My eyes widened in shock, yet, I couldn’t look at him, he continued. “Yeah, my mom says I should finish my schooling abroad. She wants me to have experiences in life and all that. I will miss you so much, Ramona, I will miss everything about you, our friendship, and the good time we spent together. I will never forget it. You will always be in my heart. I don’t know what’s going on, but please look at me.” Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t face him. This is so embarrassing, and why am I crying?

“I’m sorry, if I offended you in any sort of way, I don’t know what’s going on with your family, since you wouldn’t tell me anything, but I hope when we cross paths again, you will be…or you could give me your contact so we can be in touch all the time, Ramona.” He uttered and he gave my hand a light squeeze and said. “I like you.”

I turned to him and saw the surprised look on his face. “You said you like me.” I was more interested in that than anything else.

He hesitated for a minute, and I could see the surprise look on his face.

“Yes, I like you very much, Ramona.” He smiled.

I was suddenly excited. Butterflies roaming around my stomach made me beam with smiles and squeezes. I went to him and hugged him so tightly. Little did I know that his confession was not of love, but friendship.

We talked for a little while.

But I still didn’t tell him what happened, and he said I could tell him anytime I was comfortable to speak. After all, we will all be in contact, Griffith and everyone else also saw me before leaving.

Two days passed. They all traveled abroad and contacted me for a while, but a few months ran by. I never heard from them again.