A Mother's Second Chance: Rewriting Our Fate Chapter 2

My eyes widened in shock.

Mason clutched his cheek, his eyes equally wide.

"You ungrateful little punk! Is your sister's phone yours to take? Give it right back!"

I didn't even notice when my mom had come out of the bedroom. After slapping Mason, she stood there with one hand on her hip, pointing fiercely at the phone in his hand, barking orders like a drill sergeant.

I had seen this terrifying, furious expression a million times growing up, but... it had always been directed at me. This was the first time I had ever seen my mom blow up at Mason.

"Mom! You hit me? You actually hit me?! You hit me over Harper?!"

Still in a state of sheer shock, Mason shrieked at her.

Smack!

Another slap landed on the other side of Mason's face!

My mom's fury only seemed to intensify. "Damn right I hit you! And who gave you permission to call your sister by her first name like you're equals? From now on, you show her some respect!"

My jaw practically hit the floor.

Since he was seven or eight, Mason had always called me by my first name. The whole family knew it, but they had always silently permitted it.

Spoiled rotten since birth, Mason had never been treated like this. Once the reality set in, he started bawling hysterically, his face contorting with rage as he violently spiked my phone onto the hardwood floor!

"No! I won't! If I can't have this phone, Harper isn't using it either!"

After screaming his lungs out, Mason bolted for his bedroom and slammed the door so hard the walls shook, making me flinch instinctively.