"You... Show mercy on me. Please don't live in this house anymore."
"I beg you, Oliver!"
George was so useless.
I shook my head and said firmly, "This is my home!"
...
Seeing that I was unyielding, Daisy and George left gloomily.
After a while, Hollie's voice came from next door again. "See? This is your brother's true motive. He wishes for you to be divorced as soon as possible!"
George shouted, "Mom, this family can't have both me and him!"
I didn't bother with them as I went straight to the living room. I turned on the TV and turned the volume up to the maximum.
The reason why I hadn't left was not because I wanted to stay here rather than leave. Instead, it was because of my dad.
My dad was an honest person. After Daisy came, she controlled him. Especially after having George, his attitude towards me has changed greatly.
But no matter what, he was my dad.
He was the only person in this family that I cared about. If he made his position clear, I could leave this family and enjoy my life with him.
After about an hour, the door opened.
It was my dad who came back.
"Dad, you're back."
I immediately stood up.
"If I don't come back, you will probably destroy this family!"
I hadn't been home for a few months. When my dad saw me, he was not kind and gentle. Instead, he was angry and roaring, which disappointed me so much.
I took a deep breath. I still had fantasies. I calmly said, "Dad, what are you talking about? I haven't been home for three months. I came back for a visit. Are you saying that I will ruin this family?"
"Isn't it?"
My dad shouted at me, "Why are George and Hollie arguing Isn't it because of you?"
My dad's words made me unable to hold back my anger anymore. I said, "Dad, what are you talking about? I rarely come home. Who did I argue with? It was Hollie who was unreasonable and rude!"
My dad ignored my explanation and said, "Even if that's the case, as the eldest brother, can't you give in to them a little? Do you have to make this home restless and noisy!"
My dad's questioning chilled my heart.
I once heard someone say that stepmothers and stepfathers were alike.
At first, I didn't believe it. I always believed in family affection.
But now, I believed it.
My dad was no longer the same person as before. It was probably because of George that he was no longer the same as before!