The Hybrid Daughter

Chapter9

I pray that once the school year ends. I never have to see this man again. I cannot fathom what Hunter would do if he knew my teacher had not only sexually assaulted me but, also is now stalking me. Sometimes I see a killer look in Hunter's eye when he becomes angry, especially if the situation is an extreme case such as this.

I never want to see this man again, and I pray to God that I never do. I am excited to attend a final college tour of Cambridge to meet my teachers and learn where I am going to be staying. My stepfather wanted to buy me a tenement to live in but, I declined, I want to have the full college experience. I gave in to the car for transportation, I refused the Jaguar, it would stand out too much, and I did not want everyone there to treat me like I was a spoiled rich kid.

I was thankful when he let me choose, and I chose a 1968 Ford Mustang. If I had to have a car, this one would be perfect but not as flashy in my opinion. I did not want a car that screamed rich but, would still be a beauty. Hunter had it imported for me. After the crazy day I have had, I arrive at home.

“Hello” I call out into the house.

“Molly good you’re home” My mother smiles, I embrace her with a hug.

“Yes, I am home now, do you need any help with dinner?”

“No, I can manage, thank you though.”

“Of course,” I smile at her as I place my shoes on the window seat and open a window for them to air out.”

“How was school dear?”

“It was barely exciting.” I tell her sounding bored. School for a long time now has always been boring for me. I excel to highly than many of the other kids. If I wished to, I could complete my assignment for the entire year within a month.

“Oh sweetheart, I understand. I was the same way.”

“Why is it so easy for me to ace classes that other students find challenging? Are some people right that I am a brainiac like Einstein?”

“No, that is not fully the reason, I cannot tell you the full reason right now but, I will soon.” She says as she kisses my head and walks back into the kitchen.

I smiled, that conversation was a bit confusing. Why can’t she just tell me what is on her mind? Why would she mention waiting? I headed up to my room to put my school belongings away. I change into some comfortable clothes after wearing my school uniform all day. I wash my face, wash my hands, and brush my teeth.

I descend the staircase and walk into the kitchen when I get a whiff of the smell of chicken and something else edible. I walk into the kitchen. My mother greets me with a cup of hot tea. I thanked her and walked out the back door. She tells me that dinner will be ready in twenty minutes.

I sit down on the garden recliner. After a long and weird day at school and enjoy my tea. I heard a car pull into the driveway. It is surprising how exact my hearing lately is becoming. If I focus hard enough, I can hear the sound of deer from what feels like a mile away.

I realize my stepfather is here for a visit. I hear them talking in the kitchen. I begin to hear my mother giggle, and I can already tell he is distracting her from working on dinner. I hear the timer on the counter going off. My mother pulls the dinner from the oven and yells at me.

“Dinner is ready, we will be right back” They make their way up the stairs. I can hear them laughing, I hear kissing, and sucking noises. I can tell they are beginning to frolic; I just hope they close the windows if they shag, I do not want to hear that.

I tune out the sounds of their playful bantering upstairs. I am incredibly happy after so many years my mother has someone like Hunter who loves her and has become a father to me. I just do not understand why mother just does not marry him or be a bit bolder and move us in with him. His house is bigger than ours, I learned a while ago that he has money.

Kids at school talk about him. I see jealousy and hatred with many of the girls. I do not understand it, he is my stepdad, it is not like anything else is happening, that would be weird.