Bumps in the road | J. Puckerman (1)

Siblings

Blaine and I were the same person. People would say it as a joke, but it was true. Sometimes it's annoying, but most of the time it's' great. It sucks when you are having a bad day and just want to say that you are fine. It's great because when the other person says they are fine, you know they aren't.

Last night, Blaine wasn't fine. He was him, just not fine. Our father was extra mean to both of us, and Blaine was already having a bad day so it hurt him more. I could tell he needed some time, some time to just be him and breathe. Some Nugget and Bug time. I decided we would have an 'us' day tomorrow.

"Hey, big brother. Rise and shine," I whispered, playing with his hair. He slept in my room last night because it was just... easier. It was easier and safer to be together when and after all hell broke loose.

"Good morning, sweet nugget," he said, slowly blinking his eyes. "Do you need me to move back to my room?"

I shook my head, then flopped down next to him, "nope," I said, popping the 'p'. "I am simply demanding a Bug and Nugget day. We are gonna drive to get doughnuts, hang out in my room to watch movies and get lunch. Simply all the things."

The thought of all that food was scary, but I could push it away for Blaine, and figure out the rest later. Blaine needed the together time and the thought that I was doing good, so I would be. Even though he slept he was too tired to notice, because nine times out of ten, that was the one thing I could get past him.

"That's an amazing plan baby sister," he said, wrapping his arms around me. "Maybe a nap too because all that last night was just a whole lot, and my brain was simply mean with my dreams."

"I know it was," I told him rubbing his back. "You were very jumpy and cried a little in your sleep. I woke you up a few times to try and let the dreams change themselves, but I guess it didn't work."

He sat up and yawned, "I personally think that we should have a jammie trip to get doughnuts because changing is not the vibe right now."

I nodded my head and went to my vanity to put my hair in a messy bun, "definitely, but we should change by lunchtime because good plan Emily."

When we went through the drive-through, Blaine got each of us a glazed doughnut and an order of doughnut holes. I put two of the holes up to my eyes, over my glasses, "I see you," I laughed.

"You are such a dork," he laughed, taking two from the box and holding them to his eyes.

"Copycat!" I yelled, stealing one of his doughnuts.

He opened his mouth and gasped, making himself look 'hurt'. "Wow, okay miss girl. I didn't realize we were making fun of the day I almost lost an eye?!  I see how much you care," he laughed.

Over a year ago, Sebastian hit him with a slushy. It had rock salt in it, so it scratched his eye. He had to get surgery and there was a chance that he was going to lose it. The slushy was meant for Kurt, but it hit Bug. It was a whole thing, and our dad wasn't the kindest. Mom was a little worried and cared enough to show me what the doctor said to do to help him clean it. She wasn't going to do it, but she wanted it to be done in a way to keep him safe, so that's something I guess.

We ate our doughnuts in the parking lot and shared lots of laughs. Then he looked over at me with his face more serious, "Ems? I think I have a crush on Sam?"

"Oh?" I asked. I knew he did, I've known for a while, but I wasn't going to say anything unless he told me. I'm not sure if he's known and is just now okay with telling me, or if he is just now figuring it out. Whatever it was, now was the time that I was allowed to know. Anything before that didn't matter unless he wanted it to.

He nodded his head, "I think so?"

"I can see it," I told him. "You are both very smiley around each other, and you have your fancy little giggle that you do when you see a cute guy on the TV whenever y'all talk. I think he likes you too, but I'm not in his brain."

"Yeah, I know. He's just... good? I don't know. I just...I don't know," he said, hiding his face in his hands.

I put my hand on his arm, "he's super super good. I know he can be your happy big brother. You'll find your happy soon. I just know it"

He put his hand on mine and sighed, "I hope so. I just want it to work out. How did you know with Jake?"

"I just... I just did. I don't know how to explain it, I could just tell. I just knew that I loved him and that we were meant for each other. I didn't know for what. If he wanted to just be friends, I would've been okay with it," I told him.

"You are like fifty years old baby sister," he said, kissing my head. "We should go home and watch some movies and probably nap. Then we can get lunch later."

I smiled and buckled my seatbelt, "even though it was technically my plan, good plan big brother."