My Step-Dad Is My Mate novel Chapter 4

This birthday has to be the worst of my life. Hell, it was probably the worst in all of history.

Richard....my step-dad is my freaking mate and he is married to my freaking mother.

Right now, I watched angrily as Richard and my mom cuddled up on the couch as we had "family" movie night.

I can't believe him...

All this time he knew....All this time when he was going on dates with my mom and kissing her and screwing he-OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS.

I felt like crying. My heart was breaking every time I glanced at them.

Mom looked content and happy snuggled up again him. This is why I made the decision to not tell her. Yet… anyways.

You don't know how bad she was after Dad died. She was the beyond definition of a wreck. How many nights she tried to commit suicide or cry for hours before she fell asleep. I was there for her through all of that and I refuse to let her reach that low again...even if she has to be happy with what is mine…

Maybe I could reject him and let them be...

But that won't stop the pain I'll feel from seeing him every day.

"Everything alright hunny?" I felt mom's hand on my shoulder and I looked at her to see a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah mom I'm fine."

"Well, you're crying. The movie isn't that sad sweetie." She added with a chuckle.

My hand went up to my face subconsciously and I wiped my eyes. God, I didn't even realize I was crying, how am I going to do this?

"Oh. Ha-ha, just felt a little sad for John that Savannah married someone else. He really cared about her and waited for her but she went ahead and got with someone else, knowing it would hurt him." I said, and I saw Richard stiffen slightly as he got the message behind my words.

"Maybe she didn't have a choice." He added, not making eye contact with me and I shook my

head slowly.

"There is always a choice. People just love to play victim and act like they don't have one."

Richard didn't say anything in reply to what I said because he knew I was right.

He had a choice. He could have told me when he found out and spared me the pain I've been feeling all these years but no, he willingly lied to me and let me hurt seeing him with my mother.

I will never forgive him for that.

"Well" Mom began after a moment of silence. "Maybe if we finish the movie we can see why she-"

"I'm going to bed." I rudely said, cutting her off. I felt a twinge of guilt for snapping at her, she didn't know what was going on. It isn't her fault.

I mumbled a goodnight and got up without waiting for a reply from either of them, heading to my room.

As I trudged up the stairs, my built up emotions took over and I silently sobbed.

"I didn't have a choice Danica. I was surprised to even find you. I went through most of my life searching for my mate and I never found her, but I guess she just wasn't born yet." He said with a sight chuckle but I in no laughing mood.

"I couldn't tell you we were mates. You were 16 Danica. 16! I was 37.(Y'all better not say shit or I'm removing the age again. Just imagine David Beckham. He's like around that ag, maybe older and still fine asf so hush lol) Think about how that would look. I didn't think you would even believe me. And your mother...I didn't want to be with her after I first met you but I had to stay because if I left then I didn't know if I'd ever see you again. Danica I had no intentions of letting you suffer, I wasn't even aware you felt the pull. You never said anything to me."

I laughed dryly.

"Yeah I'm going to my step-dad and tell him I've had feelings from the moment we met with no explanations whatsoever. That made no sense to me. I was a kid. I don't give a shit what you think was right or what was assumed or whatever. The point is you should have said something.

Whether or not, I'd believe you that doesn't mean you stay quiet and keep something as huge as this to yourself Richard. You could have avoided this situation right now if you had just said something."

Richard ran his hand through his thick locks and sighed, obviously frustrated.

"I'm sorry."

I rolled my eyes and wiped my tears.

"You knew it was going to hurt me but you did it anyway so you fuck you and your apology and get the hell out of my room."

He sent me a hurt look, and then reluctantly left my room, closing the door behind him.

My legs felt wobbly and my shoulders shook as a heart wrenching sob took over me and I fell to the floor.

Talk about a fucked up life.