*ON HOLD* What Lies Under The Light? (Gregory X Evan, Book 2)

𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝐷𝑜 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑒? －𝟜

MESSAGE BEFORE WE START.

HELLO! I'm back, it has been FIVE MONTHS since I've made a chapter.  This is starting to become LDGE all over again...

I've had writers block, no motivation, depression, and school all kicking my ass at the same time. 

I have seen all of your nice comments on the first book, and it saddens me to see so many people that like the first one, to not even have 4 chapters on the second book...

I am sorry, I really am.

This will be just a regular chapter, about 2.7k words.

So please enjoy the read.

MICHEAL'S POV

When I tell you, that the universe has a way to fuck you over and to give you the karma that you rightfully deserve, even if you've tried to make things right, and do better.

But when I mean by "better" I mean, I'm trying not to be an absolute jerk to my family, friends, even to my neighbors dog (he did shit on my lawn... so he had it coming). 

However, it doesn't feel like I've done better, it only feels like I've gotten worse.  Ive been such an asshole to my little brother for so long, that sometimes I don't even realize it. 

I'm thankful that I've at least been able to pay and receive some of my medication, and Da- no, William's money has been drying out. I knew that sooner or later we would be homeless, so thankfully with some connections I had, I got a decent paying job. I'm thankful that Evan doesn't have to see me like this most of the time anymore, he's hanging out with friends, FRIENDS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.  He's smiled a little more, he even made me breakfast last week when he was here. 

When he was here...

He's never really here, he usually goes up into his room, to do... whatever, then tells me he's going to hangout with his friends.  I'm assuming one of them, is this "Gregory" kid.  Evan seems to at least favorite him the most.  I mean, the kid always talks about him.

I've been so mean to my own brother.  So ruthless, so cold... all because he was different from me.  He was kind, smart, a crybaby, adorable.  While I was just the same mean, angry, ruthless man. 

Now I'm laying on my bed.

Wallowing in my own thoughts of absolute misery, while I think about all the times I could've been a better brother.  A better parental figure, for Evan, and Elizabeth.

I sigh, and look at the time.  I can't be moping around and not doing anything productive today.  '6:30' I should probably get ready for work, lame. Who knew that even after high school your still waking up and going somewhere for 8-12 hours a day, and only one day off.

I, regretfully, got up out of my bed.  And stretch my limbs.  The bones popping, and muscles stretching have an amazing way to make you have an orgasm straight away in the morning.  I then slowly crept out of my room, and went straight for the shower.

I washed my entire body, legs, privates, body, arms, face, putting shampoo and conditioner in my hair.  Once done, I stepped out, and grabbed a towel, drying myself off and getting a good look at myself in the mirror. 

I think I still got it? Probably not, but it's not like I'm in the right state of mind for dating anyone. 

I then wrap the towel around myself, and grab my clothes in the drawer.  Putting them on, before checking on Evan, his door was slightly open, weird.  He usually always leaves his door closed.  Maybe he just forgot.