Chapter two

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Cody's pov

Well, I'm glad Christian's band got selected to go to Las Vegas for the music festival and perform. We wait anxiously for Mom's answer. I bet she will say no like all overprotective mothers do. 

"No," Mom said. "You cannot go to Las Vegas, Christian," 

"But why?!" he asked. "Why can't you let me out?! My band needs me. This is the moment I was waiting for years," Christian looks angry. I knew that we have to stay out. 

"Because Christian, it's for your safety. I will hear none of it," Mom yells back. 

"You were never this overbearing mom since Dad died. He encouraged us to go after our fucking dreams. You can't keep us like prisoners. Why can't you?!" 

"IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD. IT'S GOOD FOR YOUR BROTHERS. YOUR JOB IS TO LOOK AFTER THE STORE. THAT'S FINAL, CHRISTIAN JAMES GROVER!" Mom yells. 

Christian groans and storms out. I feel bad for him. "I lost my appetite," I mutter. I also walk out. I walk to my room. I sit down in bed. I stare at pictures of Ben and Amelia. I take Nintendo out and play games to distract myself.

Tyler's pov

I can't believe that Mom didn't let Christian go. We all sit in silence. I watch as Cody walks out as well. Mom sighs and puts her head down. I stare at Owen who isn't eating. He looks hurt and sad. Owen also walks out. 

"Mom, why didn't you let Christian go? Don't you fucking see that his band needs him? This was his moment to mark his name," I found myself speaking. 

"Tyler, it was for his safety," Mom said. "Ever since your dad died-" 

"Don't use Dad as an excuse," I retort. "You have been using Dad whenever we tell you where we want to go. You say the same thing. Because of it, I wasn't able to go to the softball game. My team calls me 'mama's boy'. It gets annoying," 

"True," Henry said. "I'm gonna find Christian," Henry stands up and walks away from us. 

"Think about it, Mom," I said as I also walk out. I've to got to find Owen. I finally walk into Owen's room. He is building Legos. I knock on the door softly. 

"Can I come in?" I asked. Owen stares at me and nods his head. I walk inside and close the door behind me. I sit down next to him. 

"What's wrong?" I asked. 

"It's just...I hate when people argue. I wish Mom let Christian out for once. We all could go together as a family," Owen looks down. I feel bad for Owen and Christian. Christian's relationship with Mom has been strained since Dad's death. 

"Don't worry, buddy. I told Mom off. Let's make Legos together," Owen smiles and we make Legos together. I hope Christian is ok. 

Henry's pov

"Uh, Kris? You in there?" I asked nervously. "Are you in there? we need to talk," the door opens and Christian is in tears. His eyes are puffy and red with crying. 

"What is it, Henry?" he asked. 

"Are you ok?" 

"No, why Mom doesn't let me out? this was my dream to make the band's name in the world. Do you have any idea how hard we worked to get the name out there?!" Christian rants. 

"I know you want to make your band's name in the world," 

Christian's band name is Stage Revolution. He created the band with the help of Dad. He knew that Christian is into music. So he helped him make a band and find good band members. It sounds pretty rebellious. 

"Mom is too blind to see it," Christian sits down. "I wish she could see it," I sit down next to him. I look down at the floor. 

"She will come around," I said, trying to assure him. 

Christian chuckles. "I highly doubt that she will ever come around to say yes," he says, unsure.

"If she doesn't say, just sneak out. Be rebellious," I said with a smile. 

"Wow, Henry, I didn't know you are such a rebel," he says. "I thought you do drugs," 

"Mom and Dad forbade me from doing drugs. I stop doing drugs. If Mom finds out, she would send me to rehab. I don't want that. As for the rebel, I still am a rebel and always be. Mom never takes that from me," I said. I shudder at the thought of doing drugs again. 

"I'm glad you changed, Henry," Christian said. "We may not be close. But thanks for being there for me," 

"Anything for my brothers," I said, smiling. Christian walks out. I find the guitar in the corner of his room. I take the guitar and start playing. 

I play gently. I also make rhythm on the guitar. I finish playing the guitar. I hear claps and cheers. 

Micheal's pov

This dinner has gone wrong. I want to find Cody and talk about college applications. I don't think he is in the mood. "Micheal, wait!" Dakota said. I turn to look at her. 

"What?" I asked. 

"Can you drop me home?" she asks me. I nod my head. We hear music playing from Christian's room. We follow the noise. We see Henry playing guitar. "I didn't know he could play guitar," I agree with her. 

Henry stop playing guitar. We clap and cheer. "That was good, Henry," Henry looks terrified and blushes in embarrassment. 

"T...thanks," Henry said. 

"I'm going to find Cody," I said, leaving Dakota and Henry alone. I walk to Cody's room. 

"Hey, dude," I said. Cody gestures for me to come in. I see what he is doing. "You are playing Nintendo without me," I pretend to feel offended. 

"You know you are bad at acting," Cody chuckles. He gives me a green Nintendo controller. We play Mario Kart. 

"So have you completed your application?" 

"I don't know if I want to go to college," Cody answers. 

"I have done mine and sent it to college. I will get a decision in 3 weeks," I respond. 

"I hope you get in," Cody said. I nod my head. I hope so too. But then, I see the letter on Cody's desk. 

"Uh, Cody?" 

He responds with a hum. "There is a letter on your desk," I take it and give it to him. Cody opens the letter and reads it. "What it says?"

"Micheal, I have a mission,"  

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