So let me get this straight...

"You're dropping me off to my step brothers who I haven't seen in four years. I have to live with them for the rest of my life! Just so you can marry a man who is rich. AND this man doesn't know you have a seventeen year old daughter. WHICH! he does not want a women with any children in his life so your just leaving me?" I ask extremely confused as this information my mother is telling me has came from no where.

I get no heads up?

No, like hey honey you will be living with your three stepbrothers who hate you, abuse you and are not even your stepbrothers by blood from now on. So you have a couple of months to get your shit together.

Nothing.

I stand there facing my mother, looking her straight in her eyes to see if there is any type of playfulness, but nothing...complete seriousness.

Wow.

So she's really doing this to me.

Okay, okay.

I have no respect for this women in front of me right now, she has never been there for me since dad left when I was ten and she has definitely not been there for me now.

I just nod my head and walk past her, up to my room.

I pack my two large suit cases, one by one I drag them down the stairs...also can I just say with no help at all.

Throwing them in the back of the car I sit in the passenger seat as the women I once called mother sits in the driver seat.

She takes off in the direction of my stepbrothers or should I say ex-stepbrothers home.

Hopefully they don't treat me the same way they once did, when their father was alive.

Their father died two years after we left and their oldest brother has been taking care of them ever since.