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“Megan and I have been together for three years.”
“THREE YEARS?” I feel like Dad punched me in the face. “You’ve been cheating on her for three years? While she was going through cancer?”
“Well, your mother was too weak from her cancer treatments to do anything.” Dad kisses Megan, giving her a smile that makes me nauseous. “A man has needs as well.”
“And I was happy to oblige,” Megan responds with a giggle.
I really feel like I’m going to be sick.
“Her cancer treatment and getting better was more important than you getting your rocks off, Dad,” I tell him. “You’re disgusting. Both of you.”
Megan sneers at me.
“That’s not a way to talk to your parents, Elle.”
“What the…? You’re not my parent! Don’t think I will accept this relationship, either!”
“We don’t need your approval, Elle,” Dad says sharply. Then he takes Megan’s hand and holds it up to show the wedding band on her finger. “Also, Megan is your parent. We got married at the courthouse today.”
It takes a moment for the words to sink in. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Then I see Dad looking proud and Megan’s smug expression, and I know that it’s true.
Oh, God. No, not this.
“No.” I shake my head. “No, this is messed up. This is seriously fucked up.”
“You really need to watch your language, Elle,” Megan reminds her again, and I swung around on her.
“I don’t want to hear from you. You keep your mouth shut, you slut!”
“Hey!” Dad steps between us, squaring up to me. “You will not talk to your stepmother like that, Elle. Show some respect.”
I stare at him.
“She is not my stepmother, Dad.”
“She’s married to me, which means she’s your stepmother.”
“I don’t accept her.” I shake my head and back away. “And don’t think I’m going to let this go. I can’t be happy about you fucking around on Mom when she needed you. To leave your wife’s funeral to marry your side piece? That’s just messed up.”
“She’s not my side piece. She’s my wife, and you’re going to treat her as such.”
I snort and turn away.
“No fucking way. Hell is going to freeze over before that happens.”
Dad growls.
“Then you can get the hell out of my house. I won’t have you treat Megan like that.”
“Don’t worry, I’m going.” I storm into the hall. “I’ll pack what I can get into the car. Anything else left over just send it to Grandma. Then you won’t have to worry about me ever again.”
“Elle!”
I ignore him, storming up the stairs to my bedroom. I slam the door behind me hard enough that the doorframe rattles. Then my legs give way, and I fall to my knees, the carpet barely cushioning them. I curl into a ball, and the floodgates open.
I start to bawl.
Chapter 2 Luke
