Adopted By.... A Rockstar?

All I Can Taste Is This Moment

{A/N: Because this is so long, I decided to just split what ideas I had down into two parts yet it will still be the same chapter. 

Also; we hit 1,700+ reads, and I am so extremely proud of you all!} 

*Eve's POV, 2 weeks later.* 

My legs rested underneath me as I sat on one of the couches in the main area of the bus, Uncle Ricky to my left and Aunt Ryan Ashley to my right with her and Uncle Josh's newest fur baby Volta. "Hey, we're stopping for food. Who's hungry?" Uncle Josh asked as he walked in from talking to the driver; almost everyone's hands rose except for Uncle Ricky and Aunt Kylie who, as far as I know, were too busy staring at their phones to pay attention. "Rick, Kylie.. You two hungry?" My dad asked, nudging Kylie who jumped and accidentally kicked Uncle Ricky which startled him. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. I could eat." She said as the rest of us let our hands rest, laughing at how startled they had gotten. "What are you all in the mood for?" "I could go for Italian or something, though I really don't care as long as I eat." Dad said, smiling genuinely. Devin nodded, getting up from his spot and moving over to me before sitting on the floor. "Yes?" I asked quietly, setting the book I'd been reading on and off since we'd left Scranton down as I focused on the adorable ball of fluff along with tattoos at my feet. "How are you feeling?" He asked, facing me and resting on his knees as his hands held my own. "I'm feeling a bit better, thanks to you." I said, keeping my voice soft as I thought about the headache I'd had earlier after my dad and uncles got into a fight about who won a video game. Devin smiled and nodded a tiny bit, his black nail polish laden fingertips trailing over the small tattoos I'd gotten for my birthday. I saw my Uncle Ricky look at us in my peripheral vision, a genuine smile playing across his lips when Kylie looked at us and giggled. "I think all of us have been in that stage at some point, if we're not still there. Right Chris?" She asked my dad, looking at him as he nodded. "Yeah. You and Ryan are still there as far as I can see, and so are Ricky and Jess. Hell, most of the people here are still in that stage.. Ash and Jimmy are just now getting out of that stage, and they've been dating for a few years now.." He said softly, laughing. Aunt Jess peeked her head out of her and Uncle Ricky's bunk and looked at Uncle Ricky. "I hope we don't ever get out of this stage.." She said, her voice trailing off as he got up and walked over to her before resting his hand on the back of her neck and kissing her. I blushed slightly, thinking about how many times Devin and I had done the same thing. He looked up at me, a knowing smile on his lips as he leaned up and kissed me gently. I let a small smile shine through, kissing Devin back before he reached up and pulled me onto his lap. I giggled softly as we pulled away, resting my head on his shoulder. "Ghosty..?" I ask softly, my voice barely over a whisper as I looked up at him. "Yes my little ghuleh?" He asked, using a nickname he'd come up with after hearing me sing Ghuleh/Zombie Queen by the band Ghost. "I love you.." "I love you too Eve. My ghuleh, forever." He said, kissing my forehead and bringing a blanket over us so that we could cuddle and relax for a bit. I looked around for a few moments, catching Aunt Ryan Ashley looking at Dev and I for what seemed to be no reason. A small blush formed on my cheeks as I took Devin's hands into my own, fingers tracing over his knuckle tattoos as he brought our hands up and kissed my own hands. Uncle Josh walked over to her and whispered something, making her and my dad laugh as they all pointedly looked over at us. I looked down, keeping my eyes on Devin's tattoos as I sighed quietly. He brought a hand up, resting it under my chin and gently moving my head so that I was looking up at him. "Hey.. You're fine. Let them make jokes about us if they want, all that matters is what we think. Not them." He whispered, pressing a small kiss to my temple. I nodded slightly, feeling a little put off thinking that they were possibly making jokes or saying something about myself or my Devin. "Can we go somewhere else? We don't have anything to do until we get to the restaurant, and I really don't want to be around anyone but you right now." I say softly, my voice almost cracking as old memories hit me like bricks. "Of course sweetheart.." He said, picking me up and carrying me to the back room before setting me down and locking the door behind him. "Are you alright?" He asked as he sat next to me, his arm wrapping around my blanket covered waist out of habit. "Not really." I mumbled, leaning into him to try and calm down. His other arm wrapped around me as he kissed the top of my head, keeping me close to him. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, I nodded slightly knowing that I can tell him anything without having him judge me. "Back when I was still at the orphanage I didn't have many friends, and the ones I had took years to make. Just about all of the kids there who didn't know me or take the time out to talk to me spread rumors about me, talking to the kids who'd been there the longest and the ones who were newer which gave me the worst reputation in the entire system. I'd been at the orphanage since I was around a month old, or that's what the lady who ran it said, so never really having people helping to take care of me as I got older was something I just learned to live with. One of the worst people I had to deal with was a boy named Xavier-" I took a small breath, letting it escape my lips a few moments later in an attempt to shake the cloud of dark feelings surrounding me. Devin rubbed my back a little bit as I looked up at him, his eyes showing a bit of sadness as he moved a hand to mine. "You don't have to tell me if you're not ready. Especially since this is the first time you've tried to tell anyone about what happened before Chris." I nod slowly and look down. "No, no. I'm fine, it's just been a long time since I told anyone these things." I said, moving onto Devin's lap and resting my head on his shoulder. "Xavier used to bully me, beat me and do anything he could to keep me from getting adopted so that I would have to deal with the people who hurt me the most for longer. He was one of the oldest kids there, so nobody really fought him or tried to get him to leave me alone." He sighed softly, moving us a bit and curling up with me. "I'm sorry princess; you didn't deserve to be treated that way, especially for so long.." He finally said after a little bit of silence again, I shook my head slightly, turning so that I could rest my head in the crook of his neck. "It's okay Dev. I've got you guys now, I'm happy finally and I know that my life couldn't really ever get much better than this. You guys turned my life around and I know that I can't ever repay you all for it, no matter how much I try.." He kissed the top of my head, reaching down and bringing the blanket over us a bit more. "Don't you worry about it darling, that's what we're here for. Loving you and taking care of you has been a blessing for all of us in some way, whether you see it or not. Your dad finally has someone he can take care of and spoil rotten; and even though you're not biologically his, you're his daughter for as long as you both live. Ricky, Jess, Ryan Ashley, Josh, Ryan, Kylie and Vinny all absolutely adore you. We all do, and I'm absolutely, wholeheartedly and entirely in love with you. What happened in the past made you who you are today; and though you felt pain going through that, you know the feeling of safety as well as love and joy." I backed away a bit, looking at him as a small smile formed on my lips. "You know, you're absolutely right. Without going through all of that, I might not have met you guys and I'd probably have ended up at the orphanage until I got kicked out. I guess going through that lead me to you guys." I said, feeling a bit relieved to talk about some of my past even if it seemed like the smallest bit. "You know I love you, right Dev?" "Of course I do Eve, I don't think a day can go by without you reminding me." He said, laughing quietly as I giggled. I nodded, curling into him again. "I've got a question for you.. What do you want to do in the future?" He asked, hands slipping under the back of my shirt to keep me close to him. "I guess, probably be a Twitch streamer, musician or youtuber. Anything creative really. I know for sure that I want my future to be with you, so that's an easy thing for me to say." I said just before someone knocked on the door; I got up and walked over, not minding Devin groan out of frustration under his breath. My eyes darted to him and I giggled, not wanting to picture how that sounded from the other side of the door. This is why we became friends; because he's a dork, but also because he's caring and protective. My eyes flickered back to the door area as I unlocked and opened it slightly, seeing Aunt Ryan and clenching my jaw slightly. "Hey sweetie, is everything okay?"  I sighed almost silently, hearing Devin move around a bit and figuring that he was sitting up. "Ryan, I don't think now's such a good time for you, Chris or Josh to be around her. You guys didn't mean any harm, but making jokes while staring at us isn't an okay thing to do." He said, her eyes drifting to him as confusion flashed through them. "It was just a few jokes Devin, nothing major." He got off of the bed and walked up behind me before letting his hand rest on the center of my back, rubbing it to let me know that I was okay. He turned his head slightly towards me, leaning down close enough to where he could whisper into my ear. "Go relax for a bit princess, I'll talk to her." I nodded after he let his head go back to normal, slipping out of his reach and turning away from them both before heading to the bed and curling up on it. He and Aunt Ryan walked into the main area of the bus, Devin closing the door behind him and leaving me to relax in silence. I could only imagine Aunt Ryan and Uncle Josh not knowing about what happened before I got adopted, but I knew that Dad knows. Though we never talk about it, he knows because the woman who ran the orphanage had told him. My hands brought the blanket around me again, wrapping it around my body before my legs moved up towards my chest and nearly silent sobs escaped my lips. I hated thinking of my past because it was nothing but pain, abandonment and sorrow; though I knew that it was all behind me, the fear of having to go back always sat in the back of my mind. Not knowing if one day the people who called me niece, daughter, and friend would get tired of me and leave me in the dust with no family and a broken heart ate at me like acid on a metal floor. Slowly and surely, but nonetheless it still continued no matter how many times my family tried to assure me otherwise. I don't know how long Devin was gone but I knew that as time went on, the fear enveloped me more and the sobs got harder until they eventually wracked my body. Devin walked in a little while later, my sobs quieting down as he closed the door and rushed over. "Eve, what's wrong baby?" I sniffled, looking at him with bloodshot eyes. "Y-You're all going to leave me.." My voice rough and broken, his eyes softened for the second time today as he shook his head. "No we won't.. Not now and not ever Eve, believe me.. You're part of this family, and you'll always be one of us." He said quietly, kissing my forehead for a few moments as I felt hot and wet tears drip onto my skin. "I love you so much Eve.." I closed my eyes again, feeling bad about making him cry. I reached up with a blanket covered hand and wiped my tears away. "Oh god, Dev.. I'm so sorry.." I whispered, sitting up and wrapping my arms around him. His arms rested around my waist as he cried silently, bringing me towards him protectively. "Don't be sorry.. I just, I really hate seeing you hurt." I nodded slightly, keeping my eyes shut as he moved his arm away from me to presumably dry his tears. "I know, but still. You're my best friend above all other things, and you shouldn't have to come rushing in like a knight in gothic armor every time I get hurt or cry..." I say softly, truth behind every word I let slip from my lips. "That may be true but you're my girlfriend, and gothic armor or not I'm still going to try to be the first shoulder you lean on when things get bad. I'll do anything for you and be there for you in the blink of an eye, whether you think I should or not." I opened my eyes, looking into his and shaking my head slightly. "It's what a person does for someone they love, no matter who that person is." I blushed slightly, opening my arms and hugging him. "I don't know what I did to deserve you.." "You didn't have to do a thing, a love as strong as ours was meant to be." With that, he kissed me softly and moved the blanket away from us before lifting me up. My arms wrapped around him as he stood up, his arms resting behind my back and under my knees while he carried me to the bathroom. He sat me on the counter attached to the sink, letting me go before getting a soft washcloth and carefully washing my face from the tear stains as well as messed up makeup. While he was doing that, I was busy watching him and thinking about our entire relationship. To me, it didn't matter that he was genderfluid or dressed like a girl sometimes; all that mattered was that we loved each other through everything that happened. "Dev, what do you want to do after this?" I asked quietly, my goldish brown eyes studying his as he wiped off the last of my ruined makeup. "Personally? I'd love to relax with you and just live in our own little bubble for a bit." He said, a smile showing at the corners of his lips. His eyes gleamed slightly, though I didn't know if it was from the lighting or if he was hiding something from me.