Hello again! So this story wasn't a poll choice. I'm writing this because a little Kevin drama was wanted by someone, and I'm happy to oblige. This story will be short, most likely 5 chapters. I'll be adding the 'Hotel Fire' story very soon.

So this story is dedicated to Havah Kinny.

Enjoy.


"Dude! For playing guitar so well your terrible," Kevin yelled jokingly at Nick, who was struggling to press the right buttons on his plastic guitar controller. He glared at Kevin.

"I quit," Nick said, getting frustrated. "This games rigged."

Kevin smirked at his little brother, "Sure it is Nick. Sure it is."

Nick went and sat down next to Joe who was doing his schoolwork. Kevin turned around to look at them.

"You wanna play Joe?"

Joe looked up. "Yeah, sure," he shrugged. He put his book down and walked over to the TV. Kevin handed him Nick's controller and picked a song.

"Kevin!" Their mom yelled from the kitchen.

Kevin sighed, "Yeah mom?"

"I need you to go cancel our MasterCard account at the bank," she replied.

"Why?"

His mom came into the living room so she wouldn't have to yell anymore. "I accidentally left it in the hotel in Michigan. It's gone so I need it too be cancelled so no one uses it."

"Can't you do that over the phone?" Kevin asked. He didn't want to go out.

His mom shook her head. "The lines been busy all morning for some reason."

Kevin exhaled loudly, letting his feelings of not wanting to do it be known.

"Please Kevin?"

Kevin relented. "Okay."

"Thank you," she said. She smiled at him and went back into the kitchen.

Kevin turned off the x-box and turned to his brothers. "You guys wanna come?"

"Nope," Nick said.

"I'm good," Joe replied, going back to his school work.

"Fine." Kevin grabbed his keys, put his shoes on, and headed for the door.

As he pulled into the bank parking lot he suddenly felt uneasy. Almost like a something bad was about to happen. He shrugged it off, figuring he was just being paranoid.

When he walked into the bank he felt many eyes on him. He had been expecting that. These days he couldn't go anywhere without being recognized. Silently he thanked God for not letting any obsessed fans in the bank that day.

He strolled up to the counter and got the attention of an elderly bank teller.

"Hi. My names Kevin Jonas. I'm here to cancel a credit card," he told her.

Apparently 'Cathrine', her name according to the tag on her sweater, was one of the people that had not yet experienced the wonder of the Jonas Brothers.

"Alright," she said, reaching for something behind her. "I'll need you to fill out this form." She handed him a blue paper and a pen and then she went back to her work.

"Okay," Kevin turned around to find a seat but stopped suddenly.

Three men came through the door. A loud bang was heard and everyone screamed. The man with his gun pointing at the ceiling scanned the room.

"Get on the ground!" he yelled. "Everybody get on the ground!"

Kevin felt the pen and paper fall to the ground seconds before his legs began to work. He quickly laid down, his whole body shaking.

Oh God.


So here's the beginning to my newest story. Hopefully you all enjoy it. The next chapter will definatly be longer.

Sadly, 'Not My Fault' will come to an ending tomorrow.

Please tell me what you think.