In love with a bad neighbor

Emma's POV: Hi, my name is Emma Sander. I am 18 years old and live with my parents in a beautiful house. Both of my parents work in business and this is why everything started falling apart. To be honest, it started when my parents, or to say my mom, decided that both with dad have to work with the richest family in town who also works in business. There is nothing wrong with that, except one thing. Miss and Mister Campbell have a son named Ricky. He is the most boring and annoying person. My lovely mom decided that it would be a great idea if she made me date him. I have to go out with this i***t so my mom can get closer to his parents. Even this is not enough. They come home very often. The same as us. We spend so much time together that I can't even stand them anymore. I am trying to be nice only because of Ricky's parents. They haven't done anything to me. About him. I have told him a million times that I won't date him, but he doesn't understand. Moreover, everything that I say or do to him, mostly slapping his cheek, he uses against me. If mom understands about this, I will be grounded, and he knows it. Usually, parents ground you by taking your phone or sending you to your room. Well, my mom will make me spend a whole day with him, which is even worse. That's why I am trying to behave as much as possible. I woke up to the sunlight coming through the window. Is it weird that I want school to start? This is my only escape from Ricky. He studies in a private school with other rich kids. Well, he lives in the most expensive neighborhood. I'm glad that we are not there. Imagine seeing this i***t every day. This will be like hell. Like it's not enough that he is in my house every day. I will never have peace from him. I don't know what is wrong with him, but he is so annoying. Moreover, he knows that if I do something wrong, I have to spend a whole day with him. Once, my mom let him stay at home a whole day, watching me. That was the worst day of my entire life. I hope that it won't repeat. I got out of bed and went to get ready. I don't like to overdress, so I put on shorts and a t-shirt. After all, I am at home, and it's summer. When I was done, I walked downstairs for breakfast. I found my mom cooking in the kitchen again. By the look of the food, I can tell that we'll have guests. Please don't tell me that they are who I think they are. - Good morning. Why are you cooking so early? - We'll have guests for dinner. - Who? - You know who. They will come this afternoon because we have to talk about some things. Later we'll have dinner. - Why do they always have to be here? - Because they are our friends. - No, they're not. You only want to work with them. - Yes, but if we are friends, this will make it easier. You can use this as an opportunity to spend some time with Ricky. - Hell no! I won't do whatever it is with this jerk. - Emma Sander! Don't talk like that about your boyfriend. - He is NOT my boyfriend. I will never date someone like him. - Because you never gave him a chance. - I did, but he didn't use it. Where is dad? - I don't know. Check in our room. I walked to search for dad. At least he understands me. I know that he is against mom in some way, but he will never say that to her. Otherwise, she will get mad at him. The idea of working with the richest people made her obsessed. She is not even thinking about me. I found dad in his room. I can't believe that he is sleeping with her every single day. - Dad, can I come in? - Sure. What's wrong? - Mom. - Don't say more. - Why is she like that? Does she even love me? - Of course that she does. Every mother loves her kids. - She is not showing it. - Some people express their feelings very hard. - But she keeps wanting me to date this i***t named Ricky. - You can't stand him, right? - No. I tried to be nice, but he is impossible. Even if my brain says yes, my heart will never do it. I want to choose my boyfriend by myself. After all, I will date him, not her. - I know, but you have to deal with it. - Why don't you say something? - Do you want us to get divorced? - What? No. - Then why are you wanting the impossible from me? - It's your fault. You let her take every decision for us and that is why we are in this mess. - I said and left I walked back to my room where I spent most of my time. My mom called me for lunch, but I didn't go. Instead, I watched a movie to make the time pass faster. At 3 pm, miss and mister Campbell were at home with their son. With that, I got an idea. Mom doesn't like it when I put on inappropriate or revealing clothes, so this is what I will do now. I put on a cropped top with buttons and long sleeves, ripped jeans, and sneakers if we have to go out. Usually, I don't put on make-up, because most of the time, I am at home, but today I did. Let's see how she will react to this. - Emma, what are you wearing? - she asked me - You look very pretty. - Ricky said - Thank you. At least someone likes my clothes. - We can go to the living room or the backyard. Today the weather is nice. You two can go out if you want. - mom said, looking at Ricky and me - We would love to. - I have to pee. - I said and walked to the bathroom There is no way that I will go out with this jerk. It's not like I have a choice. I can try to stay in the house for as long as possible, but I don't think that my mom will like it. I stayed in the bathroom for a while and later, I had to go out with Ricky. In the moment we walked out, he looked at me. Let's see what he will say this time. - You look like a p********e in these clothes. - Excuse me. You haven't even seen one. I look like a normal teenager. - You wish. - Well, you look like a rich snob with this sweater. - But at least it's original. Do you know how much it costs? If you start dating me, I can buy you better clothes. - There is no way that I will do that. Moreover, I like my clothes. They are comfortable and no one hates me when they look at me. I wish that I could say the same about you. - No one hates me. - Look around. People are looking at you, not at me. I'll go into the toilet in this coffee shop. How dare he say that I look like a f*cking p********e. Does he even know how they are dressing? Moreover, they do this for money. Some people have to work, whatever it is, to have a good salary. It's not like he will understand it. He doesn't even move his finger. I hate him so much. I wish that there was someone who would put him in his place. Let's hope that one day I will meet someone different. I can't stand another person like him. Soon I walked out and saw him in front of the bathroom with two cups of coffee. Please kill me. I politely ignored him and walked away. I think that we should go back home. I can't spend another minute with him. - I bought you coffee. Won't you try it? - I don't drink coffee. - Liar. You drink coffee. I have seen you at home. - I won't take it. Give this to someone else or throw it away. - You are the worst girlfriend ever. - I am NOT your girlfriend. Get this in your head. - You will be. Otherwise, your mom will understand about your behavior, and you know what your punishment will be. - No one in this world can make me date you. - That's not true. Soon you will be mine. - Give me this coffee. I took the cup and poured it on his head. I tried to be nice, but this is impossible. Call me a bad girl, but I can't stand him anymore. This boy is getting on my nerves. I gave him the empty cup and walked away. I don't care if I am grounded. As I said a million times, I don't want to be with him. Even my brain says no. I have no idea who will be my future boyfriend, but whoever he is, he has to be better than Ricky. I walked home, and he followed me. Why am I not surprised? - Emma, what has happened? Ricky, are you ok? - Yes, I bumped into someone and spilled my coffee. Is he defending me? No, this can't be real. I'm sure that this prick will want something from me. I prefer to tell the truth and possibly get grounded instead of doing what he wants. - No, he is lying. As always, he got on my nerves and I poured a cup of coffee on his head. - Why would you do that? Emma, this is not polite. - I don't care. I'm tired of him. - You are grounded. Ricky, will you come here tomorrow to make sure that she won't go out? You can do whatever you want. - You can't do this to me. There is no way that I will spend another day with this prick. - Emma Sander, take your words back right now! - No! I won't do it. Now, I'll go to my room. - I said and walked away I walked inside and locked it. Luckily, you can unlock it only from the inside. Well, if someone comes through the window, but I don't think that someone will do it. Our house is not very tall, but you could still hurt yourself. I hate Ricky and my mom. He looks like he is her son, and my mom is treating him like he is made of gold. I want to go out with people my age, but no one wants to talk with me while Ricky is around. Well, I can't blame them. In their place, I would do the same. I looked through the window and saw the empty room. Our neighbors moved to another town, and now the house is empty. They have a little boy with who I used to play a lot. Mostly, I have used this as a chance to escape from my house and Ricky. Mom called me for dinner, but I refused to come. When noises came out of my stomach, I realized that I hadn't been eating the whole day. Maybe I can sneak out and go outside. I don't know where I will go, but it will be better than staying here. I grabbed some money and walked out. I walked to the nearest diner. - Hello, what would you want? - I want a sandwich with a cup of water. - Anything else? - No, that's it. Thank you. Soon my food came and it was delicious. Well, I was hungry. I don't want my life to continue like that. This is horrible. How are you supposed to like someone when he is acting like a rich b*tch? I'm sorry, but this is the truth. I want to meet someone who will understand me and can tell me what to do. I have tried everything, but it's not working. Whenever I do something bad, Ricky is in the house. I will never get rid of him. Maybe one day, I will have luck, who knows? All I want is to have peace from everyone and to live a normal life. If I could, I would've escaped from my house a long time ago. I hope that soon everything will change and my mom will open her eyes.