Hey i apologize now for spelling errors. I typed it pretty fast. :)

Again i dont own Four Brothers :(

~XOXO Caitlin Dalessio

Chapter Two

"We suck." Tyler said as he leaned his head on the couch pillow. "Perhaps you wont ditch us right now?" We may get better, I can feel it." Tyler then sat straight up and took the cigarette from my fingers.

"You guys don't suck. Trust me." Brax said while sitting in one of the fold out chairs Rick brought out. There was only a couch and not enough seats for everyone. "I have been with worse." He laughed and leaned forward. "You guys are so much better."

"Way to lie, way to lie." I spoke as I grabbed my cigarette back.

Rick then walked back in to the garage. He was carrying some beers and chips. "This is what we fucking do after a rehearsal." He said to Brax as he handed him a beer. Brax shook his head and waved it off. "What you don't drink?"

"Uh, no I don't."

"Well ain't that something." He continued as he passed out the other beers. "Well, I will just have to drink yours myself." He popped down on the open couch space and used his keys to open the bottle. "So, what do you think?"

"Rick, we just went over this when you were gone." I said and I took a tip of my beer and held my cigarette in the other hand. "We figured out that we suck, but not completely suck." I looked at Brax. "That right?"

"No, I said you guys were good. I would love to stay and practice with you guys." He spoke out loud.

"Fucking perfect." Rick stood up and raised his glass. "To our new member!" We all raised our glass and took a drink. "What time is it. I have to go food shopping for the shit hole." Brax gave Rick a weird look and he continued. "Small price to pay for a rental space. Of course, I would like it for free but that just doesn't work." He took another drink and sighed. "I actually have to think about what I buy too. Once I bought all junk food and that pissed off my parents."

"5:17." I put my phone back in my pocket and took another drink. "Hey, get your food shopping done early and drive me home. I have to be back by six."

"Fuck no man, I don't go food shopping until at least eight."

"I can take you." I looked over at Brax who had just offered me a ride.

I looked at Rick and smirked. "Look who is more of a friend than you shit face." I chugged my beer and set it down. I hadn't finished it but I didn't exactly want to smell of booze and cigarettes. "Rick, I'm going to use your mouth wash real quick." I walked up to the door and turned to Brax. "Then we can go?"

"Yeah." I saw him stand up and begin looking for his keys before I opened the door and walked in. Rick's house left something to be desired. It was nice but wasn't exactly a home. More of a place to just sleep and leave the next day. I rounded the corner into the main hallway, I looked at the pictures as I passed by. I knew Rick, so I knew that most of these were forced family fun time pictures. The bathroom was to the right and I walked in. I opened the mirror cabinet and grabbed his mouth wash. While swishing I looked around for some fucking cologne or air freshener or whatever the fuck could get rid of the smell of smoke. I found women's perfume and put it back. Hell no, I was not going to wear any women's perfume. Underneath the sink I found some air freshener. Better than nothing. I spit out the mouth wash and sprayed around. It smelled over done and I literally needed to get out of the bathroom before I passed out. I hated when you spray too much and suddenly get a little nauseous. Yay for nausea. I headed back and met Brax outside.

He was standing next to his car and when he saw me he opened the door and got inside. As I walked up, I opened the door and joined him inside. I didn't know cars really, but I knew this was nice. I looked around and muttered, "Damn."

He laughed as he started the car. "It was my Dad's. I prefer the mustang, but Oakley got that one." He put on a mix tape and starting playing a song that I have not heard.

"I would just prefer a way around town." I joked. "Alright, so when you get to the stop sign, turn left and then turn right on Robinson. "

"Got it."

"So why did you move down here?"

He looked over at me and then back at the road. "Bad divorce I guess. My dad decided that a college student was more important than everyone else. But its not like we didn't get a consolation prize. We lost a dad but got two cars." I nodded my head and looked out of the window. "Yeah, its fine though. Mom came down here because our Grandma is here. I like it so far."

"You must be crazy. This place sucks." I laughed and continued to talk. "I personally cant wait to get out of here."

"Well, I like it here because I already made friends. It hasn't been so easy on my mom and sister. But I guess it could be because we haven't actually done anything. Mom doesn't start work until Monday and the same goes with me and Oakley for school."

"Right there." I said pointing to my house. He parked the car next to the house. "Thanks for the ride man."

"Yeah no problem. See you later?"

"Yeah, sure." I jumped out of the car and shut the door. The walk up to the door was slippery but the tread on my shoes kept me from falling on my ass. "Ma!" I yelled as I entered the house. I stood there and took off my jacket to hang it up when I got punched in the arm. "Fuck!"

"Don't you use that language in this house Jack." I turned around and saw my mom and Angel standing there. Angel was smiling and showing off his crazy white teeth and trying not to laugh his ass off. Asshole punched me.

"Sorry mom."

"And Angel, don't think I didn't see that either." She gave him a serious look and walked back to the kitchen. Angel sighed, I laughed, and mom continued to talk. "Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes."

I turned and punched Angel in the arm as hard as I could when mom was out of view. "Shit, don't you try that on me." He punched me back twice as hard. I grabbed my arm and bit my lip. "I win." He laughed and then wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "How is my brother?" He asked as we both walked to the living room.

"He is great, bruising as we speak, but great."

"Don't be such a pussy." He said as he turned on the television.

"Where have you been?" I asked as I sat back down next to him.

"Doing this and that."

"Angel!"

He looked and me and frowned. "I joined the Marines and I was at boot camp for a while." He turned off the television because he knew that we were going to have to talk about it. "I have to leave in five days.