Does It Ever Get Better? (On Hold. Again. I'm Sorry)

"Are You Worried Yet, Big Brother?" - Chapter 8

Evan's p.o.v.

I fluttered my eyes open and looked over at Gavin. He looked so cute when he slept. I never would have thought that in a million years I'd have such an amazing friend such as himself in my life and for about seven years as well, it sounds unimaginable. I got my phone out of my pocket to check the time. I must have worn myself out and cried myself to sleep. It also doesn't help that Gavin makes me feel safe and gives the best hugs. This coming from someone who hates hugs. I saw it was 8:42 Oh, my god! I had twenty-seven new texts and thirty-two missed calls. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed. It also didn't help that my phone was on two percent.

Gavin woke up, rubbing his eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked with a sleepy voice.

"Look at the time!" I said, shoving my phone in his face.

He leaned back a bit trying to register what was in his face and what was going on. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Evan. I had no idea. I-"

"It's fine. I have to go." I said quickly as I slipped my phone into my back pocket and ran out of his room and down the hall.

"Hey!" He called as he caught up to me. He placed his hand on my shoulder as I grabbed the door knob. "Do you want me to walk you home?" He asked.

I let my hand drop to my side before turning around to face Gavin. "Gavin, I would love for you to walk me home, but if brothers see you, they'll think something happened and I'd never be allowed to talk to you, ever. " I told him. I didn't even want to believe what I had just said. My brothers know Gavin. They know he would never hurt me, or do anything cruel, but who knows what kind of mood they are in.

He took his hand off my shoulder and sighed. "I understand. Just please be careful. It's late and not safe." He told me.

I opened the door then turned back around to give him a hug. "I will. Thank you." I smiled faintly before I broke the hug and left. I waved back to him as I headed up the street.

Michael's p.o.v.

"Where the hell is she?!" I yelled out loud to no one in particular. I was getting frustrated that Evan wasn't answering her phone. I continued pacing the living room floor as my brain scrambled a bit.

"Dead." Devon said without missing a beat. He was just trying to piss me off.

Congratulations, Devon. It worked. "Excuse me?" I questioned with a growl as I stopped short and walked over to Devon, who was just sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels.

"Uhh...I mean, I-" Was the only thing he could manage to say.

"That's what I thought." I seethed before walking away. I walked into the kitchen to see Todd working on homework.

"Hey, Todd, can you try Evan's phone again?" I asked. With that, he took out his phone.

He held it to his ear for a moment before pulling it away. "Nothing, as usual." He sighed while his face stayed glued to his textbook. "Can I get back to my work?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure. Thanks anyway." I said. All my brothers seemed to have been pissed off at their own problems that I had yet to figure out. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call her again. She knows better. She has to keep her phone on at all times and tell me when she leaves. Despite the fact I knew my brothers were going to disobey me, seeing as they always do, I never thought Evan would. I'm beyond furious with how my night is turning out, but my heart is also in my throat. God, I hope she's okay and once she gets home, she's in trouble. As I hung up again, seeing as her phone only sent me straight to voicemail, a thought popped into my head. Call Gavin. I facepalmed as I dialed his number. Granted, this situation shouldn't be going on in the first place.

Evan's p.o.v.

It took me about twenty to twenty-five minutes to get to my house. I walked down the driveway and then quietly up the small three steps that were in front of the main door. I got inside and closed the door even quieter, hoping no one would hear, but instead, someone from behind me pulled my hair. "OW!" I screamed. "Let go!"

Michael ran into the main room. "Oh, my God. Evan!" He said as he picked me up, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. Todd soon came in doing the same thing.

"Please, put me down." I said, trying to breathe. Once Todd did so, I turned around to see who had pulled my hair. Seth stood behind me with a big grin. I glared at him and then smacked his arm. "Why the hell did you pull my hair?" I asked as I continued to hit his arm.

"So everyone would know you're home, Stupid." He said with a smirk.

Me hitting him clearly didn't affect him. In response, he shoved me back. I stumbled a bit and then growled at him, "Fuck you, dick head-" I was cut off by Michael smacking my ass. I held my ass and turned to face an angry Michael. I was always able to amuse myself when I'm in trouble with Michael for the fact that when he is furious, a small vein in his forehead pops out a bit.

"You know how I feel about swearing." He said, not losing eye contact with me. "Everyone in the living room, now!" He yelled so that the guys upstairs would hear him too. He kept eye contact with me until running from upstairs was heard. Then he stood straight and stepped aside, pointing to the archway that led to our living room.

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Hello people!

I realize this chapter is short, it's cuz if I continued, it would have nothing to do with the title.

The next chapter will be longer if you want.

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Well, gotta go!Bye, BLITCH!