Step-Brothers

~Chapter Eighteen~

And Evan does nothing but moan and try to emulate every detail. Unfortunately, that's when Michael and Jeremy enter the house, Michael immediately turning and walking back out.

"Michael, where are you going?"

"To breathe, holy shit."

"Why?" Jeremy can't really smell it that much.

"Your house smells like straight up heat, oh fuck. It was such a sweet scent."

"........ back to your house" Jeremy's getting jealous.

"Yeah, okay. Fuckin hell, like a goddamn scented candle."

"God damn it Evan." He grabs Michael's hand and pulls him back to the PT Cruiser. Michael gets in the driver's seat and leans over to give Jeremy's neck a small nuzzle and slight sniff. Much better. Jeremy giggles from how it tickles.

"Much better. I like this smell better."

"You better." He smiles, leaning in to kiss him.

"Always, baby." They drive back to Michael's house, passing Sam again.

"Well that was a short ride and back to Jeremy's."

"There's a uh... Issue over there."

"Ohhh I get it bro."

"Yeaaaah..." Jeremy and Michael move back down to his basement room to play video games.

"Well it looks like I'm stuck here for another week."

"A fantastic turn of events if I do say so myself." Jeremy laughs. Try start up the Game, setting up the beanbags close to each other. But Jeremy ends up sitting in between Michael's legs anyway. Leaning against him. The rest of the week is pretty normal, except Connor and Jared are honestly starting to get along. They're both so assholes, but they're getting better. Thursday rolls around and they might actually be friends. They're laughing together. Telling stories and jokes.

"And that was the only time Zoe ever let me dye her hair." Jared laughs so hard.

"I mean- ha! I wont let you anywhere near me with dye now."

"Not unless you wanna look like art, my dude." Jared's phone rings. It's Evan. It's strange, he's late by like an hour. He picks up.

"Ev, are you alright? You haven't responded to any of my texts and you're an hour late on the call time-"

"Jared, it's not my fault, I didn't mean to - I should've listened, I shouldn't have come today, I should've begged for a reschedule, I - oh God, I'm going to be sick, I shouldn't have come-"

"Ev, Evan calm down. Deep breathes. Just tell me what's going on."

"Th-the people from the park called. They wanted me to come in for another quick follow up before they gave me the job and if I couldn't I might not get it and I really want this job and I know you said not to if I was on my heat, but it's winding down and today was one of my better days and it was going so well but he kept looking at me, he kept saying things when I was trying to leave, he grabbed me, I couldn't move, Jared, A-And he took me to his car and I-I tried to get away, but - " Jared stops breathing. He's frozen. His eyes starting to water.

"It hurts, Jared, h-he hit me and was so rough and I didn't want it and I'm so... I-I feel ruined, I feel- oh God what if- h-he didn't use a condom, what if-?"

"I don't- I can't-" he starts to cry softly while his hand curls up into a fist.

"I-I didn't - Christ I'm scared, I'm so scared, I'm in my car just crying and shaking and I- Oh god-" there is the sound of a door opening and Evan vomiting. Jared sets his phone on the floor and pulls his knees to his chest. "Jared-" Evan gasps for breath between tears and vomit.

"Jared, please say something, anything-" Jared slides his phone over to Connor.

"I don't want to talk to him" Connor is confused. He picks the phone up.

"Ev?"

"Connor! Connor, I'm ruined, I'm broken, I -" Evan gives him the whole story. Connor tries to calm him down.

"Shhh, Evan, it isn't your fault. Hush, Ev, it's okay. You can't control what some fuckhead is going to do. You made a mistake, but nothing should've caused this. Evan, that's rape." Jared's gotten up and walked to their bathroom. God..... he's so angry.

"What if he thinks I wanted it, what if he hates me, what if I'm pr-"

"Evan. Breathe, c'mon. Jared wouldn't think that. This was forced on you. And... And it'll be okay, all right? It'll be okay. He loves you. No matter what, Evan."

"Connor, I'm so scared."

"Go home. Tell your mom." Jared stands In front of the mirror, running a hand through his hair. Tears falling so fast down his face.

"Connor, what am I gonna do if I'm pregnant?"

"...We'll figure it out, Ev, okay? Just go home." Jared searches through his back pockets, pulling it a small object that he always has with him. Connor talks to Evan calmly his whole way home. When he hangs up, he says

"I'm going to Jersey to commit murder now." Jared doesn't come out for awhile.

"Jared, what the fuck are you doing, we've gotta do something!" No answer.

"Jared!" Still nothing. Connor opens the door finally and almost fuckin screams. He goes on autopilot, shouting for Zoe to call 911. She does call and walks In and gasps. The ambulance gets there soon. Zoe having to explain to their parents about what happened. Connor is very upset. What was he thinking?? Why would he do that NOW of all times?? When Evan needs him most?? They get to the hospital and Jared is taken to the ER. Connor paces the waiting room. Evan calls.

"Jared won't answer me-"

"Jared's in the Er."

"The ER?? Connor-!"

"He- He cut himself and he was bleeding all over, I think we got him here in time."

"Think???" Zoe's with him, she gives him a sympathetic face meant for Evan.

"Connor, why - I don't - I NEED him, why would he -?"

"I don't. Know. It confuses me too. " the doctor comes out and allows them to enter his room.

"Ev, we're going in, you wanna stay on the line?"

"Yes, desperately." I