The story between my step father Y and I-----14

Soon, the second time Y told me to buy something to eat at night. 　　
I was said but I don’t have right to request him to keep taking care of me. So I said: “you don’t have to come every day. I can take care of myself. I have grown up”. 　　
Y turned around and lowered his head to look at me this time, said, "X, I'm sorry." 　　
I raised my head, looked at him and said; “you didn't need feel sorry for me, I am the one who drags you down”.　　
Y frowned and said:” don’t think like this”. 　　
Me: Are you getting married soon? 　　
Y: no
Me, Do you have a girlified?
Y, Yes. 　　
Me: How did you know her? 　　
Y: she is one of my friends. 　　
Me: Is she pretty? 　　
Y smiled and shook his head, then he nodded and said, yes.
Me, Do you love her?
After saying this I stare his eyes. He looked at me but didn’t answer me. After a while Y turned his eyes, got up and wanted to leave. 　　
I said loudly to his back, you really don’t need to come anymore. I can eat with my classmates. He didn’t answer me just shut the door. After confirming that he had walked far from the house. I started to cry. Crying hysterically. This is the most intense time of emotional catharsis in the face of so many changes of my life.