Newlyweds (A Brantley Gilbert Fan-Fiction AU)

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Brantley Gilbert's house. Can we just all say this is a really nice house. I would love to have it. 

Ava's Pov 

I was standing in the kitchen getting breakfast ready for Brantley and Blake. I'm making eggs, bacon, toast, fried taters and white gravy. I know Brantley like's having a big breakfast every morning when we both don't have to go to work. I'm just glad today is Saturday, so I can get a few things done around the house. I'm way back on my laundry and now having Blake living here we are going to have a lot more to do. 

I'm just glad Brantley wasn't as mean to Blake as he could have been. I wish my mother wasn't a gold digger and just took care of her children like she should have done all along, but Blake is here and I hope we all can get along with each other. I hate fighting with my husband and I don't want to pick from my husband and my own brother. 

As I was cooking I saw my brother walk into the kitchen with only his boxers on. I smiled at him. He walked over to me a gave me a kiss on my cheek. He might be a trouble kid, but not with me. He has never gave me a hard time.  Hell, I was the one that raised him for the most part of his life. Mom would go out when Blake was only a few months old and leave us with anyone who would watch us. By the time I was only 15 and Blake was 4 he would call me mom. 

"How did you sleep?" I asked Blake. He looked up at me.

"Good. Thank you again sis." Blake said to me. I looked at him. 

"You are welcome." I said to him. I went back to cooking. 

"Breakfast will be done here in a few." I said to Blake. He sat down at the kitchen table with some mike he was drinking. 

"Can I ask you something?" Blake asked me. 

"Sure." I said to him. I was right in the middle of cooking the white gravy. 

"Do I have to go back to school." Blake asked me. I looked over at him. I shut the stove off and sat down next to him. 

"You still having a hard time with your reading?" I asked him. He looked at me. 

"I can't get pass the 6th grade level on my reading. I'm 16 years old and still can't read at all." Blake said to me. I looked at him. If mom wouldn't have moved all over the country and dragging Blake with her he wouldn't have this problem. I know he thinks this is his fault and it's not. 

"Well, we will get you a teacher to help you out. Then we will practice all the time here at home." I told him. I'll do everything I can do get him to the reading level he needs to be in.  

"Brantley wouldn't like that?" Blake said to me. 

"Listen, you need to learn how to read. Plus don't worry about Brantley. I'll take care of him." I said to my baby brother. He might be taller then me, and a hell of a lot stronger, but he is still my baby. No one and I do mean no one is going to hurt him now that he is living with me. 

"Thanks. I don't like fighting with Brantley. I really do want to be here, but I don't at the same time." Blake told me. 

"Don't worry. Soon you will make a lot of new better friends and this reading will come in and you will feel better about your self." I said to him. He needs to get new friends that wont let him get in trouble. Living back with mom he was in trouble all the time. I hope this does Blake some good living with us. Blake looked at me. 

"I hope you are right." Blake said to me. I was about to say something when Brantley walked into the kitchen. 

"Morning darlin" Brantley said to me. I looked up at my sexy husband. He was wearing only a pair of pj's that was hanging down a lot. You could see the top of his pubic hair. God my husband is so damn hot. I love looking at all of his tattoos. Each one tells a different story. I got a few of my own but not like Brantley. His while back is covered. His arm is covered. He looks like a freaking God.