****Jerk**** (On hold indefinitley)

Chapter 8: Adam=Favorite Brother. Stick that in your juice box and SUCK IT!

"What the hell, Jared!?"

"Yeah, Jared, What the Hell?" Brad asked him in an amused tone.

"How many more brothers are going to use my apartment as a hotel?" I demanded. "All these long-lost family members can't keep coming and using my home as a reunion site."

"Oh, I assure you, he's the one that's been lost." Brad muttered, and I shot him my shut-the-fuck-up look.

Jared sighed, and then strided over to me determinedly. I took a step back.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, but he ignored me, suddenly ducking down and grabbing my around the waist to hoist me up over his shoulder.

"Jared! Put me down NOW!!" I squealed. "Can't you see the dress I'm in!? I'm going to flash all of your brothers!!" I screamed at him.

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind." he grumbled, carrying me to my room. I shrieked when he almost hit my head against the door frame, and again when he tossed me down onto my bed. While he closed the door I scrambled to pull down the skirt of my dress

"Okay, so what the fuck is going on? Like I said before, this isn't a hotel, this is my home. It was one thing letting you stay here, but now your four brothers!? Are you trying to kill me!?

"If I did, would I get to keep the apartment?" he asked with a wry grin, and I rolled my eyes.

"So why is this Brad guy here? He misses brother Jared too?" I asked him sternly. He looked at me for a moment, before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Miss me? Yeah right. I'm surprised you haven't noticed that me and him don't exactly like each other yet." He said quietly, and I thought back to the yelling I heard earlier.

"I thought you guys were just having..I don't know, a conflict or something."

"Our whole relationship is a goddamn conflict." He said to himself more than me. "Okay. Let me start out by saying that he is one of the most cockiest sons-of-a-bitch out there. He's worse than Josh, and that's saying something." He said dryly, and my eyes widened.

"But that's not the only reason why you guys don't like each other, right?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"No," he said, shaking his head, and going to sit in my desk chair.

"See...Cody and Josh are actually just my half brothers. I was three and Adam was six when my mom dumped my dad and remarried this world-class jerk. He'd already had a son--Brad, who was only one at the time.

"Almost immediately, my mom got pregnant. 9 months later, bam, Josh was born. Since it was my mom, Josh was still my half-brother. But Brad wasn't. Since I was a little kid, and I was sort of affected by my parents divorce, I had some resentment towards Brad. I felt like he took my mom. And as we grew up, the resentment never went away.

"He wasn't my mom's kid, but Josh was, so he was still my baby brother, and I actually liked him. Even if he was my step-jerk's son too. Adam has always been a mature kid, so he never cared quite as much about hating Brad, or the step-jerk.

"But I was always the trouble-maker of the family anyways, so that's probably why I hated him so much. When Cody was born, everything got even more chaotic. I loved him too though. But so did Brad. We would have fights over him.

"Cody looked up to both of us, but Josh always looked up to Brad more, probably because at first I was too stubborn about Brad that I would never be in the same room with him. And Brad was ALWAYS in Josh's room. I was a handful when I was a kid, and so I also got sent to a lot of different alternate schools too, so I wasn't around my little brothers much. They're bond with Brad is stronger than their bond with me.