Brothers

Chapter 05-Ready For The Truth

[EDITED]

-Justin's Pov-

"Justin. Come on. You can't really ignore him forever can you?" Alfredo asked me, referring to the 8th ignored call from Jason. I nodded.

"It's been 2 days. I think I can go longer." I shrugged nonchantly. "He's your brother and he needs you." He looked at me. I looked at him as well. It didn't seem like he needed me when he kicked me out of the hospital room. I may be overreacting just a bit but he'd do the same. I just know it. "Does it look like I care?" I snapped. "I know you're still mad at me because of the incident. But don't be mad at Jason." He tried. Of course I was mad at him. He let Ryan throw me into the water. I had an anxiety attack because of him. If I'm not fucking mad at him then something is clearly messed up with me.

I scoffed and walked out of the game room and into my room in the back of the tour bus. I picked up my phone and decided to call Demi. After the second ring she answered. "Hey baby. How you doing?" She asked. "Hey babe. I'm doing good. How are you?" I then asked. I decided to skip the whole beach incident. She didn't have to worry about me. I'm fine. That's all she needs to know. "I'm good. Just shooting a movie. I'm gonna have to let you go. Today's our last day shooting. Sorry." She said. I could here in her voice that she really didn't want to hang up but she had too."Alright baby. I love you. Bye." I said.

"Love you too." She replied before hanging up. I sighed. I looked through the gallery in my phone and saw a few pictures of Jason and I acting like idiots taking selfies and then there's me and Demi just being us. They were all precious pictures of people I love. There was even a few of me and some fans. Once I've went through the whole gallery I put my phone down. Today's gonna be a boring day. I groaned aloud. I felt my phone vibrate and I looked down at my phone. Scooter? I answered the phone. "Hello?" I called into it. He was just here hours ago."Justin. Erm I need you to come down by the studio. The management wanna talk to you." He said. My eyebrow raised. He's been trying to trick me into seeing Jason these past few days.. "Is Jason there?" I asked.

"Erm no?" He said in more of a question. "Nice try Scooter. But it ain't gonna work." I smirked. I ain't that stupid. "Justin Drew." I heard my mother's voice. I flinched at the sudden sound. She clearly knew what happened at the beach and she was furious with the boys because of what happened. Then she was mad at Scooter because he didn't call her right away. I just told mom I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anybody. I guess Jason has told her. "Yes?" I muttered. "Get your butt over here now!" She snapped. I sighed. "Yes mom." I murmured and hung up and groaned. I may be practically an adult but I'm always going to be a 'momma's boy' if you can say so. 

I walked out of the room and out the tour bus. I walked the 2 blocks toward the studio. We weren't currently staying in a hotel because we were suppose to be going today to a different location. Guess they had some unfinished business to take care of. Once I got to the building I greeted the lady in the front desk. "Hey Justin." She smiled. "Hey Abby." I nodded back. I walked towards the elevator and held my breath. Thank god it's on the 3rd floor. Once I got to the 3rd floor I let out a breath. Our orignal studio was actually on the 15th floor but because of my claustrophobia they brought it down. I still have trouble going up the 3 floors.

I walked toward the studio and stuck my hands in my pocket. Once I got to the studio the door was wide open. I groaned and walked in. "Justin Drew." I heard my moms voice. I flinched. She sounded beyond angry. Why? Shouldn't she be mad at Jason? He is the older brother after all. He should get in trouble not the younger brother. "Yes?" I muttered. "Why have you been ignoring Jason?" She snapped. I shrugged and sat on the couch across from Jason scooter and my mom. I looked anywhere but at my mom's glare, Scooter's disappointed look and Jason's frown. Ok maybe I did look or else I wouldn't have known how they were looking at me.