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 Part.3

    The next day Kym knocked at the Malloy's door.  Tyler opened it.
    "Hi Kym.  Tommy's upstairs in his room.  Mom had to run out a minute.  Trent and Chantal are here for now."
    "When does their flight leave?"
    "Tonight at seven."
    "Oh.  Thanks Ty!" she hollered as he ran off.
    Kym walked upstairs and knocked lightly on Tommy's door.  When no one answered, she gently pushed it open.  Tommy was sleeping on his stomach.  Kym quietly shut the door and tiptoed over to Tommy.  She gingerly touched his cheek and kissed his  forehead.  As she turned to leave, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto the bed.
     "Tommy!" she laughed as she fell off the edge of the bed.  She got up and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing Tommy's back.  "So, how are things going?"
    "Not good," Tommy rolled over and sat up.
    "What's wrong?" Kym moved to sit next to him and then put her hand on his shoulder.
    "Trent."
    "Trent?  What's..."
    "He thinks he's so cool.  That he's the boss around here.  Mom is, but he pushes  me around like I'm twelve.  I'm 19 and he acts like he's my keeper.  Now, I have to share  Ty's room with him because Trent and Chantal are moving into my room.  Apparently, they are planning on living here after all," Tommy was pacing and very mad.
     "Tommy just calm down.  I'm sure things will be okay."
     "Are you?!  Are you sure?!" Kym recoiled at the angry words.  "Aw, Kymmy I'm sorry, I'm just… I don't know what to do." Tommy sat down on the edge of the bed and Kym put her arms around him.
      "Tommy!" Trent yelled form downstairs.
      "C'mon Kym.  Walker and them invited us to CD's for dinner," Tommy took Kym's hand and they walked downstairs.
       "Tommy, I thought I asked you to help Ty move his stuff to make room for yours."
       "It doesn't matter.  Mom said it could wait, so it can.  Come on Kym, let's go."
      Trent stepped in front of Tommy.  "Where do you think you're going?  I asked you to do something," Trent was very upset.
       "Too bad, I'm 19, can leave if I want, Mom said it was okay and no matter what you think, you're not Dad!" Tommy and Kym stepped around Trent as Katie walked in  the door.  "Bye Mom."
       "Bye, Mrs.  Malloy," Kym added.
       Kym and Tommy headed to CD's.  Trent was acting awfully strange, not at all like his usual self and Kym had an idea as to why.