"Y/N! Come on! I told you to get ready like 15 minutes ago!" My brother shouts pounding on my bedroom door. "FUCK off John B!" I snap shoving the pillow over my head to muffle the noise. "I will be out when I am ready!" I add squeezing my eyes shut in an attempt to ease the pounding in my temples. "We are going to leave in 5 minutes whether you are on the boat or not." He warns his heavy footsteps smashing against the hardwood making me cringe. Not even a minute later someone else was knocking, a lot gentler on my door. "What?" I groan annoyed. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide from the world, but instead, Kiara came in. "Damn relax." She said rolling her eyes and walking over to me her arms crossed. I was lying on my bed staring at my ceiling. My head ache still not easing up. "So you're dressed already. Are you just trying to piss off John B or are you not going?" She asked. I had gotten dressed when John B. woke me up. I had just laid back down already losing all my energy. "I am going. Why is everyone on my ass today?" I mutter grabbing my sunglasses and chapstick off my dresser before walking out. JJ, John B., and Sarah were sitting in the living room. John B and Sarah are on the couch and JJ sitting on the end table a beer in hand."Where's Pope?" I question not seeing my mathlete friend. Pope was one of my closest friends. On days like today, when I just wanted to chill Pope would be my go-to. John B completely ignores me making me roll my eyes. He could be a drama queen. Sarah hit his arm in a light scold. "Scrubbing fish guts at his head Dad's shop." JJ says for me. I nod cringing at the gross visual. "Ready to go?" I ask. "Look who is ready now..." John B muttered. I glared at him. After everyone was standing up I headed out to the boat. I get on without waiting for everyone else. They meet me on the boat. JJ unties it and jumps in making the boat sway. I guess I could add nausea to my list of ailments for the day. John B heads to the engine with Sarah and they start making small conversations. I didn't talk much. Even just being awake was draining me. "Hey, Y/N are you feeling ok?" Sarah asked. "Yup." I sigh and turn on my phone hoping they got the hint. Kiara raised an eyebrow. "You sure? You have been quiet and in a shit mood all day." I put my phone down the blue lights immediately added to the migraine. "No, I haven't! Just leave me alone!" I snap. JJ lets out a low whistle. "Fuck off JJ. Why don't you try steering straight." I hiss as the boat rocks again. It was making me incredibly nauseous. Even more than when I left. I move to the middle of the boat furthest away from people and the less rocky. "Ok cut the shit. What is your fucking problem?" John B said now getting pissed. "I already told you! Nothing!" He scoffs and walks over to me. "Sure. And that is why you are yelling at me right now? And you told both me and JJ to fuck off? Like I said cut the shit." John B and I didn't fight often. We were the only family we had so we kept close. But when we did fight it was like world war fucking three. "What do you want me to say?!" He stares into my eyes trying to figure out what I am hiding. "How about the truth?" I let out a strained laugh. "I am fine." He rolls his eyes. "Try and find a fucking brain." I snap. "You always fucking do this! What is the point of going if are planning on making everyone miserable the whole fucking time!" I inhale sharply. "JJ! Stop rocking the fucking boat!" I yell as he does a rather sharp turn. I feel all the blood draining from my face. I felt like I was going to be sick. "I am trying! Calm down!" He calls. I sit down quickly trying to swallow the sick in my throat. "Oh. That's what this is about..." John B mutters, all anger and annoyance leaving his face. "Hey, try and breathe. JJ stop the boat a minute." I groan. "I don't want to make a scene." I whisper. He smiles a little. "It's ok. Come on." He says extending a hand to help me stand up. "Is she ok?" Sarah asked looking concerned. JJ sat back in his seat and Kiara filled her in. "She gets migraines. She like an idiot might I add tries pushing through. John B holds on to her medicine after an incident and instead of going to get one she simply pretends she is fine. If she doesn't take her medicine she will get seasick or carsick. Usually, she just needs a minute." Sarah nods. John B led me to the side of the boat. "You alright?" He asked tucking the hair behind my ear to avoid a mess. I nod. "Cut the shit." I shake my head. "No. Not fine." He chuckled. "That's what I thought. Are you going to puke or is it going to pass?" I close my eyes. "I don't know. I want it to stop." I whine. He gently leans my body against his as if he already knew standing was becoming too much of a task. "Can you take us back J?" John B said rubbing my shoulder. "Yeah. I will take it slow Y/N." I shake my head. "I am ruining the fishing trip." I whine. I feel a soft hand on my shoulder. It wasn't my brother's roughed callused one but Kiara's manicured hand. "You're not ruining anything. It would be ruining your day if you kept pretending." I sigh. "Yeah, but you guys wouldn't have fun." JJ answers this time. "Do you remember when we went fishing that one time and you faked fine?" I shrug. "Which one?" I ask. "The one where you threw up and were screaming and crying in pain. The solution was waiting out the painful thirty minutes of you having a breakdown and throwing up until you passed out. That would be not fun. That would be traumatizing." (Will be posting that story later) He said. I laughed a little. "For once in my life, I am not joking." I nodded. We pulled up to the house. I start walking and it makes my nausea escalate. I quickly walk over to our overgrown hedges. My big brother was right at my side, unfortunately. He held back my hair as I dry-heaved. "Did you eat anything?" He asked. I shook my head. I couldn't get out words. It hurt so bad. I was praying to vomit so I could get this shit show over with. "It hurts." I cry. "I know. I am sorry. I don't think I can do anything." He said sadly. I moved his hand around my stomach and started pressing. "Are you sure? I don't think it will help." He says. "It won't. It will hurt even more. But at least it will be done with." I mumble. I wish my brother didn't have to know exactly what to do. Finally, after a few more minutes I am able to lose my dinner from the night before. When it is over it still hurt but the nausea was gone. My friends had been standing there waiting for me the whole time. I walk over to Kiara and hug her. "You're ok." She said softly and lead me inside. John B went into his room and returned with my pills. I quickly took one. "See. All you had to do was ask not to puke your guts out." He jokes. I smile knowing in a couple of minutes my head will be better. "So want to watch a movie?" I ask. An hour later we are all snuggled up on the pull-out. I was on the end. Then Kiara, then JJ then Sarah, and John B on the other end. We were watching the new episodes of The Order.
