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

"Some Things Really Need To Change." - Chapter 59

Devon's p.o.v.

"Dude! It's a simple four-four time!" Drake growled at Jordan.

"I was doing four-four!" He huffed. "Blame our bassist!" He then wiped his head at Todd. I swear any chance Jordan can get at blaming Todd, he'll take it. I can't blame him, I'm the same with Evan. I find it funny how I can't stand Evan. She's the youngest and I'm the oldest- Well, after Michael. Then Jordan is second oldest and him and Todd can't stand each other. With that logic you'd think Seth and Drake would hate each other, but they are actually pretty close.

"No, no, no, that is not on me!" Todd stated. "Seth isn't even in the right key!"

"Fuck you-"

I shook my head as they all continued arguing and throwing the blame around. I tried getting their attention, but my voice wasn't enough to cut in. So I slammed the symbol on my drums three times. Once they were all looking, I silenced the symbol with my hand. "Boys. Enough." I told them. "Look, you were all wrong! You were all playing like three different songs." They all shared a look with one another. "So, shut the fuck up. We have like a week to get at least three songs down for battle of the bands. Get your shit together." I placed my drumsticks in my hand as they all nodded. "From the top again and for the record we are playing, Don't Walk Out The Door, got it?" They all nodded and that's when I started laying down the beat.

It was going smoothly until someone came running up the stairs to the attic, calling my name, "Devon! Devon! Devon!" Benny called as he stopped at the top of the stairs to catch his breath. One by one, we all stopped our instruments, ending on a sour note. We all turned our attention to Benny. "Michael...knows..." He spoke breathlessly.

"Knows what?" I asked and raised an eyebrow.

"The party!" He snapped.

"What?! How?" I asked and stood. The rest of my brothers looked scared as they tried to speculate how our oldest brother found out.

"You idiots sent out a mass text and didn't block me, or your brother!" Benny growled and stood straight after catching his breath. For a kid who does track, stairs seemed to be his kryptonite. "Lucky you," He started and crossed his arms, "I was able to distract him."

"How did you-"

I cut off Drake, "Don't ask questions you don't want answers to!" I warned him and soon enough, he got the gist, making a face in the process.

"Well, if you distracted him, how does he know?" I asked.

Benny sighed, "Well, I heard Michael talking to Evan-"

"I fucking knew it!" All my brothers including me, but excluding Todd, interrupted.

"No, no, no, no." Benny repeated. "It wasn't her."

"Then-"

Benny rolled his eyes, I assumed because he couldn't get a word in. "Kyle called Michael and I guess they talked a bit and then Kyle explained to Michael that Lily came home with a concussion because of Evan." Benny explained, but before I could question, Benny continued, "Lily told Kyle about the party and he told Michael."