Chapter 41: Another Brother?
I stared in scrutiny towards the other guy they brought in. Apparently he was a guitar god. Or at least the equivalent to one. And as I watched his fingers glide so seamlessly over the frets of the guitar I knew that they'd been right. He was beyond talented. When I meet someone new my training says to evaluate everything. And I did. I tried to peer at him as inconspicuously as possible, but once I started noticing things it became nearly impossible. I squinted my eyes in concentration as I glanced from boy to boy. Nick, Joe, New Guy and again. Nick, then Joe, and then New Guy. I gasped in realization. Nick never mentioned another brother. I looked at him again and came to the conclusion that he must be older. My lips set themselves in a hard line. What else had he forgotten to mention? Part of me began to get annoyed, but once I glanced over at him and realized how truly happy he was I let it go. I'd never seen his eyes glow so brightly with joy or his lips so full in a smile. Now that I thought back, I'd never seen him even remotely close to the kind of happiness I was seeing. Not even close. I looked at each of their reactions and knew that there was something I wasn't allowed to know. Each so mysterious and yet so comfortable.
They hadn't all been together in a while.
It dawned on me that he must be in the business just the same as Nick and Joe. I tried to remember what they had said his name was. I though for a second before it came. Kevin! His name was Kevin. My lips went from their hard position to an easy smile. They really hadn't seen each other in a long time. They way they acted and the way they carried themselves was exactly that of close brothers. I could see that my mom was trying to play this off as friends, but anyone with even the slightest analytical skills could clearly see the connection between the three. They came together already playing so in sync. It made me realize that they probably had played together many times before and that this is exactly why they were picked out of everyone else. They had the experience and the background.
For a moment, just a moment, I let myself relax. Kevin was trained. He was older. He knew what he was doing. It felt nice to not worry. Even for only a second. Don't get me wrong. I don't want to be babysat and I don't need to be babysat. There is just a sense of comfort in the fact that there was no way that we could mess things up now. Well, at least too badly that is. There was still a fair possibility that this could be a complete failure. That our mission could fall apart. Whether it meant a cover being blown or someone getting hurt. Either way there was definitely a chance and the thought that it could still very well go either way made me nervous again.
"They look great together." The voice always seemed to make me cringe. Even when I tried to hid it it was difficult not to.
"Yeah, they definitely have a lot of talent." I felt sick. He seemed to notice.
"Hey," He put his hand on the small of my back and it took everything I had not to swing my foot around to kick him square in the jaw. "You look a little pale. Are you okay?" I could hear that sick smirk of his playing on his face.
"Yeah, completely fine." I began to walk away, out of his grasp.
"Hey! Come on, wait." He put a hand tightly on my shoulder and gripped tightly. It took everything and more not to let myself fall. He had a firm grip on a pressure point. My first instinct was to grasp his hand and throw him over my shoulder. I could feel the blood draining from my face. I truly felt sick in his presence.
"Yes?" I choked out a quiet response.
"Are you sure?" He whispered in my ear. I shivered as my heart began to race. "I'd be happy too help."
"Yeah, I'm fine." I choked once more.
"Suit yourself." He let go and backed away from me slightly, giving me room to breathe. "I'll see you later." I turned in time to see that signature wink. I waved sheepishly and once he was out of sight I plopped down on one of the stadium chairs feeling sicker than before. There was just something not right about him. Something so off beat. I composed myself enough to finally notice that the music had stopped. All three boys were staring at me. Joe and Kevin turned more toward where Jackson was disappearing through the double stage doors. But Nick, his gaze stayed fixed on mine. Concentration written on his every feature. He guessed the same thing as I did. Something was definitely not right with Jackson. Not right at all. And it unnerved him just as much as it did me.
Ooh something about Jackson...
so suspicious... xP
Loved it!! <3 and nice song! :D what song is it called?
minnieiscool 1 year ago
Out of the Blue by Aly and A.J. :)
TheRealKennaNicole 1 year ago