{"id":79728,"date":"2024-09-08T02:35:28","date_gmt":"2024-09-07T19:35:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/?p=79728"},"modified":"2024-09-08T02:35:28","modified_gmt":"2024-09-07T19:35:28","slug":"stepmother-tries-to-kick-her-stepson-out-unaware-she-would-soon-be-on-the-streets-herself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/stepmother-tries-to-kick-her-stepson-out-unaware-she-would-soon-be-on-the-streets-herself\/","title":{"rendered":"Stepmother Tries to Kick Her Stepson Out, Unaware She Would Soon Be on the Streets Herself"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After a long day, college student Marcus returns home only to be blindsided\u2014his stepmother demands he move out within three days to prepare for a new baby. Faced with fear and anger, Marcus confronts his family and uncovers hidden secrets that redefine his place in their lives.\n</p><p>Marcus returned home from his part-time job, feeling drained. He was 19 and still in college, juggling classes during the day and working at a local video game store in the evenings.\n</p><p>Every night, he stayed up late to finish his schoolwork, struggling to keep up with his studies.\n</p><p>Marcus hadn\u2019t planned on working until after graduation since it wasn\u2019t necessary. His father, Tom, earned enough to support him, but his stepmother, Karen, insisted that he get a job.\n</p><p>She claimed it was to teach him responsibility, but Marcus knew the truth\u2014Karen just wanted him out of the house more. His father believed Karen and pressured him into getting a part-time job, leaving him no choice.\n</p><p>As Marcus stepped into the house, he hoped for a moment of peace. Instead, Karen immediately confronted him at the door.\n</p><p>\u201cWhy are you so late? Did you forget you were supposed to clean today?\u201d Karen\u2019s voice cut through the air.\n</p><p>Marcus sighed, feeling the weight of the day. \u201cI had a tough day and I&rsquo;m tired. I&rsquo;ll clean tomorrow.\u201d\n</p><p>Karen\u2019s eyes narrowed. \u201cWhat do you mean tomorrow? You have responsibilities, and you need to follow through with them.\u201d\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/1fb427696e35d8a55d478898239f4867310202cd7690a85d84ee2d605580fb18.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"2048\"' height='\"2048\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Marcus clenched his fists, frustration bubbling up. \u201cYou&rsquo;re home all day. Is it really that hard to clean?\u201d\n</p><p>Karen\u2019s face turned red. \u201cHow dare you speak to me like that!\u201d\n</p><p>The noise drew his father into the room. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on here?\u201d Tom asked, looking between Marcus and Karen.\n</p><p>\u201cMarcus refuses to clean,\u201d Karen said, crossing her arms.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/5ad1af8a3c6dedf6184791e9a4bcb0c7410ffdfc31bf31151bd7b33e8b81d980.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"928\"' height='\"1232\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not refusing. I just said I\u2019ll clean tomorrow. I\u2019m tired today,\u201d Marcus explained, trying to keep his voice steady.\n</p><p>His father looked at Karen. \u201cSee, Karen, he\u2019ll clean tomorrow.\u201d\n</p><p>Marcus was relieved but exhausted. He turned to go to his room, wanting nothing more than to collapse onto his bed.\n</p><p>\u201cDon\u2019t go anywhere tonight; we have important news,\u201d his father called after him.\n</p><p>Marcus nodded, too drained to argue. He went to his room, threw himself onto his bed, and stared at the ceiling, wondering what the &ldquo;important news&rdquo; could be.\n</p><p>Marcus napped for about an hour before his father woke him up, gently shaking his shoulder. &ldquo;Come downstairs, son. We need to talk.&rdquo;\n</p><p>Rubbing his eyes, Marcus got up and made his way to the kitchen. They had set a small table for him with a plate of leftovers since they had eaten dinner while he was at work.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' alignnone><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/6dea455148c1baca2e582eee6129916fa14fbd5925d36276c87afe3379018cd0.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: pexels width='\"5341\"' height='\"4000\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels\n<p>He sat down and started serving himself some food, feeling the gnawing hunger in his stomach. As he began to eat, he noticed his father and Karen watching him closely, their eyes following his every move. The air felt thick with anticipation.\n</p><p>\u201cWhat?\u201d Marcus asked, looking from his father to Karen, confusion clouding his face.\n</p><p>His father smiled broadly. \u201cWe have important news for you,\u201d he said, glancing at Karen, who also flashed a faint smile.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/ffded84150d35a59cd40d5ac74039a1cde35b2dc0a12be34fd73ddc9a44baa07.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Marcus continued eating, his eyes darting between them as he tried to read their expressions. \u201cSo, what\u2019s the news?\u201d he asked, feeling a mix of curiosity and unease.\n</p><p>Tom and Karen exchanged a quick glance before announcing in unison, \u201cWe\u2019re pregnant!\u201d\n</p><p>Startled, Marcus choked on his food, coughing and quickly reaching for his water. \u201cCongratulations\u2026 I guess.\u201d He forced a smile.\n</p><p>His father\u2019s eyes shone with joy. \u201cThank you! We\u2019re thrilled!\u201d\n</p><p>Marcus saw the happiness on his father\u2019s face, but Karen\u2019s stern look made him uneasy. \u201cRight,\u201d his father said, his tone shifting. \u201cWe\u2019ve been thinking&hellip; and I don\u2019t know how to say this&hellip; but we\u2019ve decided&hellip;\u201d\n</p><p>\u201cYou need to move out,\u201d Karen interrupted, her voice cold and firm.\n</p><p>Marcus\u2019s eyes widened in shock. \u201cWhat? Dad, what is she talking about?\u201d He turned to his father, seeking reassurance.\n</p><p>Karen crossed her arms. \u201cI want to prepare the house for the baby, do some renovations, and you\u2019ll just be in the way,\u201d she said, her words cutting deep.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/e178745d2cdd1e449b8bba562b66c5cd0cc43c832a2b12166481476370cb5322.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1456\"' height='\"816\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Marcus protested. \u201cBut where will I go? This is my home too,\u201d feeling a mix of anger and disbelief.\n</p><p>\u201cTom, say something,\u201d Karen urged.\n</p><p>Tom sighed, looking conflicted. \u201cBut he has a point; maybe he should stay, at least while he\u2019s in school.\u201d\n</p><p>\u201cWe\u2019ve already discussed this,\u201d Karen hissed, her eyes flashing with irritation.\n</p><p>Tom looked at Marcus, then back at Karen. \u201cAlright, Marcus, you need to move out,\u201d he said, sounding defeated.\n</p><p>\u201cBut I can\u2019t afford a place. I work part-time and study. I don\u2019t even know if I\u2019ll have enough money to rent a room!\u201d Marcus said angrily, his voice rising.\n</p><p>\u201cYou\u2019re 19, you\u2019re an adult now, and you need to learn to live on your own,\u201d Karen said, her tone unyielding.\n</p><p>\u201cShe\u2019s right, this is your chance to start your adult life,\u201d his father added, though he didn\u2019t seem convinced.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/3463e1a73c185ddd343966774587dfbefd617ea4bc7ef2565ff7a98396647275.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"816\"' height='\"1456\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>\u201cGo to hell!\u201d Marcus shouted, standing abruptly. He stormed off to his room, slamming the door behind him, anger and betrayal coursing through him.\n</p><p>That evening, he lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to process everything. Then he heard muffled voices coming from the living room. Curious, he got up and pressed his ear against the door.\n</p><p>His father&rsquo;s voice was calm but unsure. \u201cMaybe Marcus should stay, at least while he&rsquo;s in school,\u201d he suggested.\n</p><p>\u201cNo, Tom. He has to go.&rdquo; Karen&rsquo;s voice was sharp and insistent. &ldquo;He&rsquo;ll only be a burden. We need space for the baby.\u201d\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/c2c510bc71313788c118fdee56fba319ba36113d64303e8df466fdf0ad1e5d03.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Marcus felt a knot in his stomach. He couldn&rsquo;t believe what he was hearing. After a while, there was a knock on his door. Karen entered, her face set in a stern expression.\n</p><p>\u201cWe talked and decided that you need to move out in three days,\u201d she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.\n</p><p>\u201cThree days?! Are you crazy?! How am I supposed to find a place in three days?\u201d Marcus shouted, his frustration boiling over.\n</p><p>\u201cNot my problem. And don\u2019t you dare speak to me like that again,\u201d Karen said coldly before leaving the room.\n</p><p>Marcus sat down on his bed, feeling desperate and alone, unsure of what to do next.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/1137514a6cbfdd998f24b33946e344bfcd86967874a43628d8d975e07315e14e.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>He knew talking to his father was pointless since he always sided with Karen. He had no close relatives to turn to for help.\n</p><p>Marcus couldn\u2019t understand why Karen hated him so much. He had always treated her well and helped around the house. His mother had left him when he was just three years old, so he was happy when his father first brought Karen home.\n</p><p>He thought she would bring some happiness and stability to their lives. But now he realized it was never mutual. Karen never liked him.\n</p><p>Marcus looked for rooms to rent, but no one wanted to rent to a student with a part-time job. Every listing he called ended in rejection.\n</p><p>He couldn\u2019t stay with friends either since they all still lived with their parents. He felt trapped and desperate, not knowing what to do next.\n</p><p>In his darkest moment, he remembered his Aunt Rose, his late grandmother\u2019s sister, who was also his godmother. She lived far away, but he had no other option. He picked up the phone and dialed her number, his hands shaking.\n</p><p>\u201cHello, Aunt Rose? It\u2019s Marcus,\u201d he said, his voice trembling.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/1cf2d860030360722dcfa641ec248cacf7a934236ecc22585b3df9d7aa4c1a07.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>\u201cMarcus, dear, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d Rose asked, sensing his distress.\n</p><p>He told her everything\u2014how Karen and his father were forcing him to move out, how he couldn\u2019t find a place to stay, and how desperate he felt.\n</p><p>Rose listened quietly, then said in a calm, firm voice, \u201cDo nothing. I&rsquo;ll be there soon. I will take the first available flight.\u201d\n</p><p>Marcus felt a wave of relief wash over him. He didn\u2019t know how his Aunt Rose would help, but just knowing that someone cared gave him hope.\n</p><p>He sat near his bed, waiting and wondering what would happen next, grateful for the first time in days. The uncertainty of his future still loomed over him, but he now had a glimmer of hope.\n</p><p>The next day, Rose arrived. Marcus had never seen her so angry. She marched into the house, her face set in a fierce expression, and called everyone into the living room. Marcus, his father, and Karen all sat down on the couch, nervously glancing at each other.\n</p><p>\u201cWhat are you thinking, trying to kick a child out of his home?\u201d Rose yelled, her voice shaking with fury.\n</p><p>Karen crossed her arms and glared back. \u201cHe\u2019s 19, he\u2019s not a child,\u201d she snapped.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/e3859dcbad77950e33a0b63f4b7a7d20a8cd75889fd8a90d04eacbe8d85c8a13.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Rose\u2019s eyes narrowed. \u201cHe\u2019s still in school, and no one asked for your opinion. I have plenty to say about you too,\u201d she shot back.\n</p><p>\u201cRose, what\u2019s going on?\u201d Marcus\u2019s father, Tom, asked, looking bewildered.\n</p><p>Rose took a deep breath. \u201cHere\u2019s what: you have no right to kick Marcus out of this house because it\u2019s his house,\u201d she said firmly.\n</p><p>Marcus\u2019s eyes widened in shock. He couldn\u2019t understand how this could be possible.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/ebcb2930903572b03454eb7d3cbe56347a01e295ce410e2be46b002aaa0e4a46.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Karen laughed, a harsh sound. \u201cThat\u2019s impossible,\u201d she said dismissively.\n</p><p>Rose shook her head. \u201cIt\u2019s very possible. My late sister saw through your scheming ways and understood you would try to use her son, so right before she died, she amended her will and transferred the house to Marcus to prevent exactly what\u2019s happening now,\u201d she explained.\n</p><p>Marcus felt a mix of emotions. His grandmother had looked out for him even after her death, but the revelation left him stunned.\n</p><p>Tom looked confused and upset. \u201cWhy am I hearing this for the first time?\u201d he asked, his voice shaky.\n</p><p>\u201cShe asked me to keep it a secret unless a critical situation arose, and this is such a situation,\u201d Rose replied.\n</p><p>Karen\u2019s face turned red with anger. \u201cThis is our house! Not Marcus\u2019s!\u201d she screamed.\n</p><p>\u201cNo, it\u2019s Marcus\u2019s house. Since he turned 18,\u201d Rose said calmly.\n</p><p>\u201cThis is unfair! It\u2019s wrong!\u201d Karen continued to scream, her voice growing louder.\n</p><p>Rose raised an eyebrow. \u201cI\u2019m curious about what you consider wrong,\u201d she said. \u201cDrinking wine with a friend when you\u2019re supposedly pregnant?\u201d\n</p><p>Karen\u2019s face went pale. \u201cWhat? How did you\u2026?\u201d she stammered.\n</p><p>\u201cI saw you this morning, at the cafe,\u201d Rose said simply.\n</p><p>Tom turned to Karen, his face a mix of shock and hurt. \u201cIs that true? Is that how you treat our future child?\u201d he asked.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/50a9ffb93d1f31aafe3f3b8a0547e17f1bb62ba1cf3edad3b3020d81c8db6a5c.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"816\"' height='\"1456\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>Karen looked desperate. \u201cThere is no baby!\u201d she blurted out, then covered her mouth as she realized what she had just said.\n</p><p>\u201cYou lied to me?\u201d Tom asked, his voice barely above a whisper.\n</p><p>Karen tried to recover. \u201cI just wanted Marcus to move out! But we could still have a baby,\u201d she pleaded.\n</p><p>\u201cNo. Right now, you\u2019re going to pack your things and leave,\u201d Tom said, his voice firm and final.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/4616f9b084e3c6aa36dd750a10f3554cf21e9d0eae071e99023cacc5dfa301d6.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1344\"' height='\"896\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p>\u201cBut\u2026\u201d Karen tried to protest, tears streaming down her face.\n</p><p>\u201cNow!\u201d he shouted, his patience gone.\n</p><p>In tears, Karen went to the bedroom to pack her things. Marcus watched her go, feeling a strange mix of relief and sadness.\n</p><p>His father turned to him, his eyes full of regret. \u201cI\u2019m sorry you had to go through all this. I don\u2019t know what came over me,\u201d he said.\n</p><p>Marcus shook his head. \u201cIt\u2019s okay,\u201d he replied, though he knew it wasn\u2019t entirely true.\n</p><p>\u201cNo, it\u2019s not. But we\u2019ll be alright. From now on, I will always put you first,\u201d his father said, pulling him into a hug.\n</p><p>Marcus hugged him back, feeling truly loved for the first time in a long while. As they held each other, he felt a sense of relief and warmth that he hadn&rsquo;t felt in years.\n</p><p>He realized that, despite everything, his father did care about him. This moment of genuine connection made him hopeful that things could get better.\n<figure style='\"width:' class='\"wp-caption' aligncenter><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/ad3f87cce385f039d042e507337d381834a0e8150ece80fec2999535d7ca55a0.png%5C%22" alt='\"For' illustration purposes only. source: midjourney width='\"1024\"' height='\"1024\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney\n<p><strong>Tell us what you think about this story and share it with your friends. It might inspire them and brighten their day.\n<p><em><strong>This piece is inspired by stories from the everyday lives of our readers and written by a professional writer. Any resemblance to actual names or locations is purely coincidental. All images are for illustration purposes only.\n<p>Source: Amomama\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"</p><p>After a long day, college student Marcus returns home only to be blindsided\u2014his stepmother demands he move out within three days to prepare for a new baby. Faced with fear and anger, Marcus confronts his family and uncovers hidden secrets that redefine his place in their lives. 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