I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Three

Ty
"Who was that?" I just shook my head, ignoring his question. "Come on Tyl-" "It's Ty. Just Ty." I snapped. The only person who was ever allowed to call me Tyler is my grandmother. And she passed away last year. "Fine, Ty. You have to at least some of my questions." "Only a few." I allowed. He sighed and nodded. "We're going on tour next month, you could stay with Patrick's wife, Elisa or come with us." "I'd rather go on tour then stay with some random woman. I may know your name and the guys, but I don't really care for the wifes and girlfriends. "Do you care for your two younger brothers?" I looked up at him in shock. "I-I have brothers?" "Half brothers. Bronx is 7 and Saint is 8 months." (I can't remember their ages and I'm lazy too look them up.) I closed my open mouth. "Of course I care about them. They're my siblings for fucks sake. I'm just saying, don't expect me to get warmed up to people so quickly." He nodded. "There a few rules in the house." I moved my hand in a motion as if saying 'proceed.'

"1. No cursing
2. Curfew is 10
3. No caffeine after 8:30
4. Keep your room and bathroom clean." "Simple enough. Where's my room?" "The only open room is in the basement. It used to be my game room, but I changed it, with the help of the guys, to look like a room. We can furnish it later." "Great." I mumbled looking out the window. "I have school tomorrow, so I'll be out of the house by....6:30 and I get home at 3." I saw him nod out of the corner of my eye. "Bronx's school is on the way and starts at 7:15. I expect you to walk him and pick him up." I quietly groaned.

We got to his house. And I saw three other cars. "Saint and Bronx live with us and they go to their mom's on Friday afternoon and come back on Sunday." "Alright. I'm going to go unpack. If you hear music and it's too loud let me know." I walked past the boys who tried getting my attention. "What's her problem?" I heard Joe ask. "She needs time to adjust. Don't be a dick." I rolled my eyes as I jumped down the last stair and into the carpeted basement. "At least it doesn't look like a fucking torture chamber." I mumbled setting my box down on the queen sized black bed. I ran upstairs to get a few things. "Pete do you have Monster, a screwdriver, hammer, some nails, and a lightbulb?" "Uh yea." He handed me the tools and went into the kitchen to get me a Monster. "Green!" Called after him. I heard one of the boys chuckle. "Just like Pete."

"The boys will be back tonight. We'll go after you unpack to get some things for your room, some school supplies and bathroom stuff." I nodded and went back down the stairs. I unpacked, changed into the clothes I bought yesterday, fixed my makeup, put my piercings in, and set the beanie back on my head. I heard a knock on the closed door to my room. "Come in!" My voice echoed around the empty room. Pete and the boys walked in. I noticed Saint in Pete's arms and Bronx by his side. "Hi Bronx, I'm Ty." He smiled and waved at me. "I'm guessing this is baby Saint?" Pete laughed and nodded. "He's so cute." Saint held onto my index finger with his tiny baby hands. I kissed the baby on the cheek before handing him back to Pete. 

"I know all the band members, I am not too familiar with your significant others as well as your music. My friend Paige loves you guys. So forgive me if I am hesitant and blocked off. Being left by both parents kinda messes you up. I'm Tyler, call me Ty." I dug my shoe into the carpet as I spoke. "Well we're here for you Ty, and if you ever need anything we basically live here."