Neglectful Dad & Evil Stepmom Tried to Kick Me Out of My Own House To Give It To My Spoiled…

The Attempted Eviction and the Bartender’s Secret

He then showed up at my house a week later while I was at work. I don’t know how he got inside or where he got the keys from.

But when I came home, I saw men moving boxes outside the house. Boxes full of my stuff.

I hurried inside as I asked them what they were doing and they told me the house owner has ordered them to throw that stuff out. I shouted that I was the owner of the house and that they should get my stuff back inside and leave immediately.

I lost my cool, but this was the last thing I’d expected to witness coming home too. I went inside to find Dad and Ash, and they still stood there demanding I do what brothers should do.

I told them to leave, but they didn’t listen. So I told them I’d call the cops on them.

That’s when they finally left. They badmouthed me using curses and whatnot.

Now I know this is a lot to read, but it was so much worse in person. A week has passed and I kind of feel bad about it, which is why I’m posting here.

Was I wrong? I feel like they need me and I shouldn’t cut them off like this.

But I also feel like there are limits to what I’m okay doing for them. It angers me how disconnected and unbothered they were about me as I grew up, but now they expect me to lay my life for them.

Bit much, don’t you think? Let me know. I can’t even involve my friends in this; you all are all I have right now.

Update: Hey you all. I hope you all are well.

Been a week since I posted and honestly, I didn’t expect it to get the attention it got. I read the comments as they came and some made me question a lot of things.

Soon enough, I decided not to cut my family off entirely. This was because I received a call from Ash.

She told me she wanted to meet me and I accepted it. She asked to meet at my house since she wanted to tell me a few things, but I was still recovering from the scene made last time.

Therefore, I insisted we meet somewhere else. We went to a coffee shop and she was pretty uneasy in the start.

Normally she’s pretty arrogant and rude, but she seemed pretty unlike herself. We sat in the corner and she told me she’d recently been broken up with.

I responded saying I had an idea since Dad said that the guy who got her pregnant had left her. She shook her head and said that that’s what Dad thinks.

I asked her then what was it really and she told me that Dad thinks her boyfriend left her because he has commitment issues, but in reality, she’s the one with the commitment issues. Shocking, right?

She said that she really cared for this guy, but he’d found out about a few things in regards to her just a few days before she broke the pregnancy news to him. When they met, he wanted to confront her for those things, but she spoke first and that enraged him further.

He got pretty crazy in that moment and put a hole in the wall. She said he scared her.

Then he told her he was breaking up with her and left without hearing her response. She’s been trying to call him constantly and he doesn’t respond at all.

He’s only texted her back once saying that she needs to get rid of the kid first and let him know. Only then will he speak to her at all.

But she has to get rid of the kid to get that chance. Now I know Ash ain’t a saint, but this guy? I don’t like this guy at all.

I only asked her what those things were that he’d found out and she said it’d be weird to tell a brother about it. I kind of understood that she was probably referring to the OnlyFans and escorting.

So I shrugged and said that it’s okay if she doesn’t want to tell me. Before I could speak to ask her why she’d wanted to meet, she drew in a deep breath and let it out.

Then she told me that she’d been involved in shady things. I was worried as I didn’t really want to hear the confirmation to all my suspicions, but I did.

She told me that she’d wanted to paint and become an artist, but Marissa told her that it wouldn’t fetch her a good life or money. Ash was told that she needed to find herself a man as soon as possible.

Soon enough she started gaining the attention of elderly men which kind of grossed her out at first. When she told Marissa about it, she told Ash that that was a good thing.

It was indeed the older men that knew what to do with the money they had and that they were the ones making any money at all. Ash was only 19 at the time and Marissa told her college wouldn’t or couldn’t fetch her a good comfortable life.

Ash had youth and there were many who would pay for that. Ash decided she wanted to become a model.

She tried and went to many modeling agencies. None seemed to be interested in her.

Then she met a guy in his 40s who told her he could get her a gig. He took her to parties and bought her expensive clothes and jewelry for the events and she was happy until she was told about her first gig.

Turns out she was to sell her time to a man in exchange for a modeling gig. She thought it would just be dinner, but it was a night and she spent it.

She did get a small modeling gig where she got to take photos for a small brand, but that was it. A few more men used her while she hoped for a gig in return, but she’d be told that they didn’t select her.

She then found out that the guy investing in her was actually selling her. He was profiting off of her.

She thought it unwise to confront him for it because she was afraid he’d have her killed. So she told him that she didn’t want to pursue modeling anymore and was okay with minimum wage jobs.

Thankfully he let her go without an issue. She then tried to wait tables at bars and it was pretty tough for her.

That’s what hard-earned cash is, Ash. But anyway, she also said that Marissa would humiliate her for choosing to do those small jobs.

She’d tell her women are the beauty of this world and should only be there to shine and smile like a showpiece. They need to be taken good care of and so on.

So Ash started going out with men only for dinner, but she charged for it. She said there were many loners out there who just wanted conversation, but that too ended up with stalkers and obsessive men who thought they were owed more than what they’d paid for.

She decided that talking to men, making them feel connected to her, was more problematic than sleeping with them. So she started escorting.

It worked fine until a friend told her about OnlyFans. She tried to get it going, but she wasn’t really good at handling a camera and editing things.