Finding Everett | ✔️

Chapter Twenty Eight

Hope you guys are enjoying this so far! Thanks for all the positive feedback on the last chapter! This chapter is dedicated to AngelMay for sticking with this story since the beginning. By that I mean she read this story before I took it down and re-posted it again. So literally - the beginning! 💕

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Let's get something straight here: Jesse North is not a very patient person. Never has been and most likely, never will be. So when he went an entire day without asking his older brother a single question about that trip to Arizona, the guy nearly lost his mind in anticipation.

So the next morning, Jesse woke up with determination on his mind. While waiting for Everett to wake up, he made his bed, basically walked around his room in a circle for a few minutes; he gathered his wits about him and worked all his inquiries about what happened in Arizona.

To be fair, Jesse refrained from asking Everett any questions yesterday, despite how badly he wanted to. Clearly, this territory was still very much undiscovered for Everett and Jesse could see his mental gears working hard to process everything. Jesse didn't want to ruin anything or blurt out inquiries when Everett just wasn't ready for everyone to know about what went down.

So he kept it all to himself. Instead of asking all the questions, he just watched Everett throughout the day and let the inquisition in the back of his mind stew. And boy, did it stew. He had all sorts of questions and he wanted all the answers to them. Part of Jesse wondered if maybe he should have Lizzie around as well for the interrogation. Then he decided that was silly and continued with the already established plot line in his mind.

And with his room clean, bed made and outfit ready for the day, Jesse left his room. His intent was to go to the kitchen and make coffee, maybe have a bit of cereal before Everett came out of his own hibernation.

Jesse walked down the hall and down the stairs. As he walked through the den, his hands slid along the piano that for the first time in years, had just a pinch of dust on it. He made a mental note to take some polish and a rag to it later and get it all pretty again.

After all, Everett hadn't played in a little over two weeks. Surely he itched to get his fingers on those keys again and when he did, Jesse wanted it to be clean and ready to go.

"Well, look who decided to get up."

Startled from his daydreaming, Jesse missed half a step while entering the kitchen and nearly went tumbling to the floor. His eyes grazed the kitchen until he landed on his smirking older brother. Everett had a cup of coffee in his hands, lips blowing on it for cooling purposes. His body was the picture of calm and content. He didn't look like he just rolled out of bed, that's for sure. Everett looked well rested and wide awake.66

"What time did you get up?" Jesse demanded petulantly, his whole plan of ambushing Everett thrown completely out the window. He half stomped over to the coffee maker himself and poured a cup of coffee and took a huge gulp.

Jesse made his way over to the table where Everett seemed super comfy and sat down. He grabbed the box of cereal sitting on the table and poured a bowl, spilling milk over it soon after.

"About an hour and a half ago, I think," Everett replied. "I wanted to be up before you. Throw you off your game," he said teasingly.

The younger of the two North brothers sputtered at the underlying accusation (regardless of how true it was) causing Everett to roll his eyes. "Oh, come on, Jesse. We both know you've been chomping at the bit to ask questions so . . . ask away. I'm here, we have coffee. Let's be adults about this."