Meet my step father
CHAPTER ONE: THE UNWANTED INTRUDER I still remember the day my mother told me she was getting married again. I was 12 years old, and my world was turned upside down. My father had passed away when I was just a toddler, and my mother had raised me on her own. We were a team, just the two of us, and I liked it that way. But now, my mother was introducing me to a stranger, a man who would become my stepfather. His name was John, and he was a successful businessman in his late 40s. He was tall, with a receding hairline and a stern expression. I didn't like him from the start.
My mother was beaming with happiness as she introduced us. "Honey, this is John. He's going to be your new stepfather." I shook his hand reluctantly, feeling a sense of unease. "Hi," I muttered, not looking up at him. John smiled and ruffled my hair. "Hey, kiddo. It's great to meet you. I've heard a lot about you from your mom." I didn't respond, still feeling uneasy. My mother seemed to sense my discomfort and intervened. "Hey, let's not overwhelm him, John. Let's just take things slow and get to know each other." John nodded, but I could sense a hint of frustration in his voice. "Of course, dear. I just want to make a good impression." As the days turned into weeks, I found myself growing more and more resentful of John's presence in our lives. He was always trying to tell me what to do, always trying to discipline me. My mother seemed to think he was helping, but I knew better. One day, John tried to take away my video games, saying they were a waste of time. I was furious. "You can't do that!" I shouted. "They're mine!" John's face turned red with anger. "Watch your tone, young man," he growled. "I'm your stepfather now, and you'll do as I say." I felt a surge of hatred towards him. Who was he to tell me what to do? I didn't want him as my stepfather. I wanted my old life back, just me and my mom. As the argument escalated, my mother intervened, trying to calm us down. "Okay, okay, let's just take a break and talk about this later," she said, her voice firm but gentle. But the damage was done. I had made it clear that I didn't want John as my stepfather, and he had made it clear that he wasn't going to tolerate my disobedience. As the days turned into weeks, the tension between us grew thicker. I could feel the weight of John's disapproval bearing down on me, making me feel like I was walking on eggshells. I began to wonder if I would ever be able to accept John as my stepfather. Or would our relationship continue to be a source of tension and conflict? As I lay in bed that night, I couldn't shake off the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't even imagine. --- I hope you enjoyed Chapter One! Let me know if you'd like me to continue with the next chapter.
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