Every Broken Part (Series)

Chapter Four

D E V I N

           

Jax didn't shake the questioning look he had plastered on his face as he began to drive forward. I don't know why I decided to lie to Jax. The words seemed to roll off my lips before I could process them. For my own selfish reasons, I wanted to keep that moment to myself. I didn't want to share those silver eyes with anyone, even Jax. I continued to search the roads, still finding nothing as we approached my house. I tried to forget the image of those silver orbs staring into mine as I walked up to my front porch. My chest dropped as I found the door unlocked again. The frame appeared slightly open. I cursed as I made my way into my house.

    "I swear, Mason will never learn how to lock a door in his life."

    I complained, more to myself, as Jax followed in behind me. Empty bottles of alcohol filled the room as I quickly began to gather them into my hands, throwing them into the trash. My brother Mason seemed to take the death of our Mother the hardest. After she died, he was forced to drop out of college to become my legal guardian. The irony of it all was that I always seem to be the one taking care of him. He is the only family I have, the only physical connection I have left of her. I can imagine he looks at me the exact same way. I can see it in his eyes each day when he stumbles in the house, alcohol still on his breath. I can hear it in his voice when he cries to me, wishing for any life but his own. Little does my brother know I wish those same words every single day.

    I finished cleaning the living room, crashing onto the couch. I almost let myself relax until I felt a large body collapse on top of me, almost crushing me. My chest tightened as Jax's frame covered me completely. A frail smile found its way to my lips as I pushed at his back. My cheeks reddened as I felt the line of the muscles underneath his shirt, grazing my skin.

     "Jax, do some pushups or something! I can barely breathe!"

      My voice sounded deprived of air as I struggled underneath his weight. Jax was almost a whole foot taller than me, crushing my small frame.

    "Oh, please, Dev. You know it's all muscle."

      I know that to well.

      Jax laughed to himself before flexing, only causing me to lose more air. I gave him a kick to the stomach, making him to roll off me and onto the floor. My appearance made it seem as if I were infuriated with him, but this is exactly what I needed. Jax always has his way of putting a smile on my face, especially on the days I don't want to smile.

     I have a lot of those days.

    "Hurt your ego?" I teased, before grabbing the remote in my hands. I turned on my favorite show before plopping down onto the couch, Jax sitting right next to me. This has become a daily routine for the two of us, he nearly spends every waking moment of the day with me. We sat like this for almost an hour as I felt my eyes start to drift off. My head found its way to a warm, hard surface. A light smile fell over my face as comfort surrounded me. Jax quickly nudged me, causing my body to almost fall off the couch.

    "You sleeping on me? We're supposed to be having a movie marathon. That doesn't exactly work if you're asleep, Dev."

    Jax's midnight blue eyes burned into mine as he started his rant. His hair was a beautiful mess, sweeping over his forehead. I ignored him as I found my way to the kitchen, grabbing a bag of chips. Jax was still complaining as I sat down right next to him, opening the bag. A shiver ran up my spine as I realized how cold it was in my house. My legs carried me to the thermostat before realizing Mason forgot to fix the heating system in our house. I let out a frustrated groan, as Jax appeared behind me.