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

"You Pay For The Crime You Didn't Commit." - Chapter 60

Evan's p.o.v.

"... And maybe if I tried harder, you'd still be here. If only I tried harder, the world wouldn't be so cold. Maybe memories wouldn't have faded, or those pictures of your face-" I cut myself off and wrote down the chords I was playing in my notebook. I've been occupying myself by working on music. I do it ever so often. My brothers are much better at it than I am, but I like to fuck around with some chords here and there. Lately, everything has been piling up so quickly, I think music is the only escape I can get. Granted, it's always been. I feel lately nothing's going to get better. I shrugged my thoughts off and went back to strumming my acoustic. Michael left very early this morning to get to work. His luck is finally turning around when it comes to movie roles. The movie he'll be working on is something horror related and in about a month he will start filming a show. I'm proud of him. It's been hard since- Well, I don't think he's ever caught a break. I looked at the time and almost had a stroke. I placed my guitar down and slipped on my vans. I completely lost track of time. I ran out of my room, but not before grabbing my phone and then raced downstairs. "Devon! Jordan! Seth! Anyone with a license!" I yelled and grabbed my bag off the banister. "Hello?!" I yelled again when I didn't get an answer. "What the fuck?" I groaned as I quickly ran around trying to find any of my brothers who can legally drive. The only brother I managed to find was Drake. He was out by the pool with Mariah and Callie. This was not the brother I was hoping to find. I gave a confused look seeing Callie sat on a green and white chaise lounge in what looked like nothing but an oversized grey t-shirt. It was Devon's. She also had her pastel pink hair pinned up. If she's here that means Devon is also. "Hello?!" I called as I walked over to them, leaving my bag on the deck.

Drake turned his head to me. He rolled his eyes before slipping his sunglasses on. "What do you want?" He asked and leaned back on the blue and white lounge chaise. Hid chest was bare and he only had his neon green bathing suit on.

"What do you mean, what do I want?" I growled and crossed my arms. "Where the hell is everyone?"

"Jordan and Gracie went out for a date. Danny took Seth to the skate park. Todd is with Lily and Aiden. I'm here and Devon is inside getting drinks." He spoke in a duh tone. Yeah, 'cause I'm supposed to know this?

I rolled my eyes and tapped my foot, impatiently. "Did you all forget something?" I asked and gestured to myself.

"Look-"

Mariah, who was sat at the end of the same lounge chaise Drake was on, hit his thigh. "Don't." She warned. Her hair was also tired up in a sloppy ponytail.

"B-But I wasn't-"

"I have a feeling it wasn't nice, so shut up." She warned and then looked up at me. "What's wrong, Sweetie?" I hated how pretty Mariah was, especially in her ruby red bikini. Actually, I hate how hot all my brother's girlfriends are. Even Seth and Todd's boyfriends are good looking.

"Don't listen to her. She bitches about everything." Devon's voice spoke from behind us. I turned and saw him wearing black and dark green stripped swim trunks, leaving his chest bare. He walked over with three glasses of iced tea. He handed one to Callie and placed a kiss on her cheek and then gave the last two to Mariah and Drake. His glass sat lonesome on the glass table back on the deck where I left my bag.

"The only thing I'm bitching about is the fact you guys are too stupid to remember anything!" I growled when he stood in front of me.