FATAL ROMANCE

Abigail's POV

  My name is Abigail Jones, I'm 21 years old. I have brown eyes and plump lips. Here I am sitting in church with a forced smile on my face as I watch my mom getting married to someone who is not my dad. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for her but the problem is the man she is getting married to has a son and he has been a pain in my ass since grade school.

   Derick and I have been enemies since grade school, I still remember how he'd bully me. When we got into college, I was so happy that I'd never get to see him again but to my greatest surprise he followed me there and now he is following me to my new dad's house.

  "You may now kiss the bride." The voice of the priest pulled me out of my thoughts. I watched as my step dad and mom kissed, I turned to my step brother Derick, who was already staring at me with a smirk on his face, he said 'Welcome to family dear sister.' I feel like puking right now.

   "Congratulations Mom and Samuel," I congratulated my mom and stepdad.

 "Thank you, honey, thank you for everything, sweetheart." Mom hugged me, I know she was grateful to me because I didn't stop her from marrying the man of her dreams after my dad abandoned her for someone else.

   "Thank you, Abby." Samuel smiled, and I smiled back at him.

   The wedding was finally over, I could go back home and lock myself in my room, and to think mom would be going for her honeymoon with Samuel, I can't be left alone with this jerk. 

  "Abby, snap out of your thoughts." I heard Samuel say, I blinked back twice.

  "I'm sorry." I quickly apologized.

  "It's okay honey, I know all this is still new to you. Luckily Derick is handling it well, I know I have to give you time to get acquainted with your new life." 

  This is one of the reasons why I love Samuel for my mom, he knows how to make me feel relaxed, he never rushes me to do something and he has never forced me to do something I don't like. 

   "Derick and Abby, your dad and I will be going for our honeymoon, you two will have to live together all by yourself for two weeks, please try to get along, do not kill each other." Although it sounded like a joke, Mom was genuinely worried.

   "I'll try, " I mumbled.

   "I can't promise, she is annoying." Derick, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.

   Derick and I waved our parents goodbye as their car drove off, I suddenly missed my mom. "So little sister. ..." The sarcasm in his voice was getting on my nerves. "Let's go home." Home, is it my home? 

    "There's no need for that, I'll be going to Ruth's, I'll be there until Mom comes back." I don't want to stay with him, I'm going to lose my mind if I do that.

   "That can't happen, Your mother put me in charge of you, you can't go to Ruth's unless I say so. So come on little Abigail, get in the car, I'll drive you home." 

Before I could argue with him, he had already entered the car, I had no choice but to join him. Why will Mom put him in charge of me anyway? I'm 21, I'm old enough to take care of myself, I don't need him.

     The journey back home was silent, I am grateful for that because I don't want to hear his annoying voice. 

    "There's food in the fridge, I hope you know how to use the microwave. Do not enter my room, stay out of my side." Derick said I went upstairs.